Xiao Yun's cultivation caused too great a commotion. The Snow Mountain King sensed it as well and hurriedly put down the memorials in his hands, rushing toward the main hall.
He saw Imperial Grandfather standing outside with several granddaughters, all of them staring dumbfoundedly at the hall.
The Snow Mountain King was somewhat curious and could not help walking over to ask, "Father, has today's training ended? How did Yun'er perform?"
He still cared deeply about this only son of his.
"I cannot teach him!" Hearing this, Imperial Grandfather looked at the Snow Mountain King with a complicated expression. They shared the same bloodline, so how had his grandson become a peerless genius while his son was such trash? He had cultivated for nearly a hundred years and was still only at the early Core Formation Realm.
The Snow Mountain King did not notice the contempt in Imperial Grandfather's eyes. He looked at Xiao Yun, who was sitting cross-legged inside the hall. The cultivation phenomenon had already ended.
"Yun'er is very diligent in his cultivation. With his talent, he should be able to enter the first level of the Qi Refining Realm within three months."
"Father, I know his talent is exceptional, but there is no need for you to be so modest. You are an expert of the Nascent Soul Realm—how could you possibly be unable to teach him?"
The Snow Mountain King said with a smile.
Imperial Grandfather said flatly, "He has already entered the Nascent Soul Realm. No, he is at the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm. If not for the lack of a subsequent cultivation technique, he would be breaking through the Nascent Soul Realm immediately."
The air fell silent.
"..."
The Snow Mountain King stared at Imperial Grandfather in stunned disbelief. Stammering, he