Were there really no other geniuses in the world?
Was the male lead the only person in the world with this admirable quality?
Were all those male Heavenly Prodigies so arrogant that none of the female Heavenly Prodigies could stand them?
She did not believe it. Cultivators as noble as a clear breeze and a bright moon existed, but there were not many.
Cen Aotian stood rooted to the spot, his fists clenched tight. This female cultivator was utterly hateful. How dare she ignore him like this? How was that attitude any different from the Wen Family's?
The old man inside his spatial ring sensed his unsettled aura and hurried to soothe him. "Boy, don't get worked up. Judging by the direction she left in, she's probably heading to the secret realm trial too. There's no need to rush."
The old man was actually quite displeased with Jiang Lu's behavior as well, but there was nothing he could do now. His soul form was about to dissipate, and this boy possessed a special bloodline. Someday, he might be able to perform Golden Body Reconstruction for him, so the boy had to grow stronger.
In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the fastest ways to grow were experience gained through trials and combat-and free resources. With that female cultivator's resources already in view, even though he firmly believed the boy could grow through his own trials, he certainly would not object to more resources like those. After all, the Immortal Cultivation Realm valued not only strength, but also the reserves behind it.
If this boy wanted to grow stronger, he would still need help from a benefactor at critical moments.
For now, Jiang Lu knew nothing of their thoughts. Even if she had known, it would not have mattered. She was not stealing