"The Peak Master said she was busy forging artifacts. Some things had happened in the Cultivation Realm recently, and the sect was running short on magical artifacts." Ordinary magical artifacts were naturally not lacking, but because Demon Seeds had appeared in Pill Fragrance City, the artifacts used to set up the Demon-Slaying Grand Formation had been completely used up. To avoid being caught short, their reserves of magical artifacts needed to be increased.
"For what kind of magical artifact would my master have to personally act? Don't tell me the heavens of the Cultivation Realm have been pierced through?" Zheng Jin could not help clicking his tongue. Yet after hearing Wen Xu's account, he fell into an unusual silence.
"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Wen Xu clearly sensed that something was off with him.
"It's nothing. I just came out of seclusion and saw that Junior Brother had already reached Nascent Soul Early Stage. It's hard not to feel some pressure." Of course, there was also a little sourness. Twenty years ago, Junior Brother had still been at the Qi Refining Stage. If he did not work harder now, Windfold probably would not even be left for him to repair. What a pitiful sight.
Zheng Jin felt that his mentality was fairly steady, but suddenly learning such a stimulating fact still made him feel like he... "Wait, your ranking on the Prodigies Ranking isn't higher than mine, is it?"
Wen Xu: ...
Zheng Jin immediately curled himself into a ball. The sky had fallen. He would never leave the sect gates again.
"Senior Brother?"
"...I feel like every time I hear you call me Senior Brother, it'll be one time fewer."
For once, Wen Xu did not know what to do. It was not that he had nothing to say; he