Bian Chunchou said happily, "Uncle Hui, I made it onto the Prodigies Ranking! I thought you'd be able to see it~"
The medicinal herbs in Li Hui's hands nearly dropped in shock. "What? The Prodigies Ranking?" Didn't that mean Core Formation? ...Were the graves of the old Bian family smoking green?! How had he not seen it?!
"Yeah, though I'm sixth from the bottom."
"You're not lying to me, are you?" That was the Prodigies Ranking! When he was young, he used to follow its changes, watching those heaven-blessed prodigies advance step by step. But after he had a household, a son, and settled down in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, he stopped looking. The lives of those geniuses were simply too far removed from ordinary people like them. "You really made it onto the Prodigies Ranking?"
Bian Chunchou told him how, after leaving the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, chance and fate had led him to join Yonglu Mountain. He had also met two very close friends, and now that he had formed his core, he had come down the mountain to gain experience and stopped by to sweep the graves along the way.
Li Hui was practically numb from listening. It felt as though those prodigies who had once been far beyond the horizon in his youth had suddenly descended to earth and appeared before him. "Good, good, good! I knew Xiaozhou would accomplish great things."
The Prodigies Ranking—and he was even a disciple of one of the five great sects. In the future, Xiaozhou would become one of those mighty cultivators who could stir clouds and overturn rain.
"Have you paid respects to your father?"
Bian Chunchou nodded. He hesitated over whether to say it, but after thinking it over, he spoke. "I have, but..."
"But what?"
"Uncle Hui, my