Old Chen, I'm convinced.
That was what Wan Jinzhao truly felt.
Wan Jinzhao felt as though the Chen Zhuo before him was not someone a whole major realm below him, but a Nascent Soul True Lord one or even two realms above him!
Was a fucking Nascent Soul True Lord delivering a lecture right now?
And not an early-stage one, either. A mid-stage one!
Of course, Wan Jinzhao had never met a Nascent Soul True Lord. This was only his guess, because the improvements Chen Zhuo described were far beyond anything the Golden Core True Persons of the Thunder Vein who had cultivated the Azure Sun Thunder-Controlling Sword Scripture had come up with!
Those Golden Core True Persons had spent their entire lives comprehending the Azure Sun Thunder-Controlling Sword Scripture, yet Chen Zhuo had grasped more during a mere two-month Sword Boat voyage!
Wasn't that a little terrifying?
After listening quietly, Wan Jinzhao could not help saying, "Junior Brother, your talent for swordsmanship... is a little too frightening."
Then Wan Jinzhao said solemnly, "From now on, don't tell anyone about this or show off that monstrous talent of yours. Only my master—your Uncle-Master Xu—and I should know, at least until you reach Golden Core."
Wan Jinzhao knew full well that a Heavenly Spiritual Root alone was enough to make the Buddhist Cultivators of the Western Mountain and the Southern Barbarian Twenty-Eight Tribes uneasy. If that Heavenly Spiritual Root also belonged to a sword prodigy whose comprehension rivaled a Nascent Soul cultivator's and far surpassed a Golden Core cultivator's...
Wan Jinzhao dared not imagine what measures they might take to assassinate Junior Brother Chen!
So Chen Zhuo absolutely had to keep his talents hidden!
If Chen Zhuo was going to hide his talents, he might as well be called Chen!
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