"Oh."
Qin Lan nodded, only half understanding, then quickly turned her head, spun around, and skipped over to Qin Yao. Grinning as though showing off a treasure, she said, "Brother~ the fairy lady said I was amazing!"
Qin Yao stroked his little sister's bun. "That's right. Didn't you hear what the fairy lady said? You have a 'celestial spirit root' that only appears once in a thousand years!"
"Hehe~ I don't understand any of it. Somehow, I ended up with a 'celestial spirit root.'"
Then Qin Lan said, straight from her heart, "Your spirit root must be much stronger than mine, Brother!"
But Qin Yao shook his head.
The boy understood that his sister had awakened a "celestial spirit root" because she had taken the Spirit-Gathering Mystic-Entering Pill.
Qin Yao himself, however, had practiced martial arts and possessed "variegated false meridians." He truly dared not hope to possess a once-in-a-thousand-years "celestial spirit root" like Lan'er!
So he smiled faintly. "I won't dream of having a celestial spirit root.
"If I have 'average aptitude' and can join the Supreme Good Sect with you, I'll be content!"
In truth, it was impossible to say that Qin Yao did not envy his sister's spirit root talent at all.
However, the boy had a trump card that belonged to him alone: the Grind Emperor System!
Thus, even if he had only "average aptitude," he was confident that, through hard work, he could attain cultivation no weaker than his sister's!
Qin Yao failed to notice that his attitude of harboring no extravagant hopes and remaining modest and practical had actually raised him in Ye Qingyi's estimation.
This boy... does have some steadiness to him.
Just then, Qin Yao happened to lift his head and look at the white-robed woman in midair.
He sincerely cupped his