Getting some results—results even better than expected—would make anyone happy.
But whenever he thought of Xia Zhao, Li Yuan could still feel the enormous gap between them.
He had not seen much of the world, but from Xia Zhao's words, manners, and martial strength, he could sense that she was anything but ordinary.
After returning from the wilderness outside Qijia Town, she had always been extremely careful.
She was probably afraid of saying something inappropriate that would make him feel awkward or inferior.
But even so, Li Yuan could still see the vast gap between himself and her.
Who could step into the Eighth-Rank Martial Dao in their early thirties?
Jin Fan could not do it, nor could his junior brother Gu Yu.
Even if the finest resources were piled up without restraint, they still could not produce an Eighth-Rank Martial Artist at thirty.
Unless something unexpected had happened, Xia Zhao was one of the country's foremost prodigies.
She belonged to the very best tier of prodigies.
She would never participate in competitions like the Youth Martial Tournament. She had no interest in bullying others.
At such a young age, people like her would already be trying to solve difficult problems.
That was also why Li Yuan had encountered Xia Zhao when they ran into the Mutant Beast in Qijia Town.
The matters she handled were all huge problems that were difficult to resolve.
And in the process of resolving such enormous crises, these top prodigies could improve more easily.
The more he thought about it, the greater the gap seemed.
Li Yuan glanced at his phone. The short number stored in his contacts had never been dialed.
He would wait a little longer—until he improved more and achieved a little more...
After taking a coach into the city, the