In Hand

Watching Chen Fan easily reach the ninety-seventh floor on the crystal-wall projection, Lian Baishang shook his head dejectedly. "I lost."

Even relying on his physique and grinding his way through by force, he had failed to reach the ninety-seventh floor.

Yet at this very moment, Chen Fan did not have a single injury on him.

Nor did he rest on any floor. He advanced to the next floor within seconds each time, so effortless and at ease that his strength was clearly beyond comparison to Lian Baishang's.

Manor Lord Long raised his brows slightly and waved a hand, taking out the Void Origin Grass and handing it to Chen Tiangan. "You've taken in a fine disciple."

"If I'm not mistaken, his divine sense has already reached the Boundless level. With a powerful secret art for soul attacks and his swordsmanship, dealing with opponents at the Dao Fruit level is far too easy for him!"

Chen Tiangan accepted the Void Origin Grass with a smile, his eyes shining brightly.

"This kid hasn't been in the sect long, and I haven't disciplined him much. His strength is decent enough, but his temperament is still a little too restless..."

Manor Lord Long shook his head. "It is only natural for a peerless genius to be high-spirited. Rather, it is precisely because of that spirit that Chen Fan was able to attain his current strength so quickly."

In truth, the longer one lived, the more complicated one's thoughts became. One's state of mind might not necessarily compare to that of a young person who still possessed a child's pure heart.

Of course, what was too rigid broke easily. If young people were too high-spirited, they would find it harder to free themselves when they encountered setbacks, and would be more prone than old foxes