Yang Chen was still quite surprised to hear Su Yao ask such a question. However, he did not rush to answer and instead asked, "Miss Su, how long have you been cultivating?"
Rather than answering his question with another, Su Yao's lips curved upward. She did not mean to make things difficult for him and replied straightforwardly, "Fifty-three years!"
Hearing this, Yang Chen was slightly astonished. He could see that Su Yao was as proud as a little hen, clearly very satisfied with her accomplishments. After all, reaching the half-step Heavenly Martial Realm in only fifty-three years and possessing such terrifying strength was practically impossible in the Western Forty-Two Commanderies.
Even the Bai family had, at most, a few who could compare. But someone capable of sweeping all before them was absolutely impossible to produce.
"And you?" Su Yao said. "I've already told you. You shouldn't have any excuse not to tell me this time, right?"
Yang Chen smiled bitterly. He truly felt rather helpless.
Reaching such achievements after cultivating for fifty-three years was likely what Su Yao was most proud of. If he truly told her his actual cultivation age, he would inevitably wound her pride.
After all, how many years had he cultivated until now? If he said it aloud, not only would a young woman like Su Yao be frightened—even the most manly of men would be startled.
Yet he could not lie, either. Many factions had records of his cultivation age. If Su Yao investigated even a little, she would almost certainly get the full picture.
After pondering it, Yang Chen could only choose a compromise. "I may be a little better than Miss Su. I have cultivated for less than fifty years so far."
"Less than fifty years? Then how many years?" Su Yao widened