"We called you back in such a hurry because your second dad and I learned about your life at Shrek Academy. You competed in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament as part of the Reserve Team and didn't win the championship. People in the Outer Court must have been talking behind your back, haven't they?"
"Well, yes, they have, but we weren't the main competitors in this tournament anyway. We aren't at the center of those rumors. All we have to do is win the next tournament."
"That championship will prove our worth. When the time comes, I'll make everyone on the continent see me in all my glory!"
Wang Dong brimmed with confidence. She had already reached rank thirty-seven, and she wasn't even thirteen yet. That cultivation was more than enough to be proud of.
She worked hard at her cultivation every day. With the Clear Sky Sect supporting her, she didn't need to spare a thought for cultivation resources.
If she continued progressing at this pace, she was confident she could become a Soul Emperor by seventeen, when she would compete in the next tournament.
Moreover, Wang Dong's Soul Rings already exceeded the standard age limits. She was a genius, and for geniuses, fighting opponents of a higher tier was as ordinary as a home-cooked meal. Once she became a Soul Emperor, her combat strength would surely surpass others of the same tier.
Seeing Wang Dong like this, Niu Tian found it difficult to say much more. In any case, he was certain that even her father hadn't possessed this level of cultivation at her age.
Niu Tian also believed that no one her age on the entire Douluo Continent should have higher cultivation than Wang Dong. After all, although her memories of the Divine