"Jiang Your Highness, you're back?"
The moment Jiang Shu stepped out of the Eternal Tower, a young man with a single horn growing from his head approached him. His gaze toward Jiang Shu was fervent as he spoke respectfully.
Like Jiang Shu, this man was a genius from the Nine Universes Merchant Alliance and hailed from the Thunderhorn Race.
Back when Jiang Shu had still been in the Forget Self Realm, they had exchanged insights on Thunder Origin.
But times had changed. In merely a few decades, the cultivation gap that had once been small between them had been stretched infinitely wide, and his attitude had naturally become ever more respectful.
Jiang Shu smiled faintly, exchanged a few casual words with him, then headed into the distance.
"Jiang Your Highness's bearing is growing heavier and heavier. Just standing before him, I feel as though a great mountain is pressing down upon me. I can barely breathe."
The young man sighed, feeling that the gulf between himself and Jiang Shu was like a heavenly chasm.
Yet a genius was still a genius. He quickly roused himself again and muttered, "My understanding of Thunder Origin is also growing deeper and deeper. I should be getting closer to the Tenth Order. Though I still have no way of catching up to Jiang Your Highness, being able to see his back is good enough."
Even now, his cultivation philosophy remained confined to Thunder Origin.
That was only natural. Who would break out of their comfort zone for no reason?
Jiang Shu strode forward slowly, pondering where exactly the gap between himself and the Eighth Layer Replica lay, and how he should cultivate in order to narrow that gap, surpass it, and advance another step.
In the end, his understanding of the Great Dao Prototypes