"Yuhao, the gap between us is just too huge. Can't I marvel at it a little?" As Tang Ya spoke, her Blue Silver Baby made a face at Huo Yuhao.
Tang Ya continued, "You're God Level! How many gods have there even been in the entire continent's history?"
"Oh, give it a rest!" Huo Yuhao first spread his hands, then pointed at his single divine ring. "This thing is the yardstick for measuring a God Level expert's cultivation, just like a Soul Master's Soul Rings."
"I only have one ring. In the world of gods, I'm the equivalent of a One-Ring Soul Master among Soul Masters! Xiaoya, I've only taken a few extra steps compared to you guys, who haven't reached this stage yet. There's really nothing worth worshipping!"
After hearing him out, Tang Ya patted his shoulder and said, "You're too modest! My view is that it's better to be a phoenix's tail than a chicken's head!"
"Why?" Huo Yuhao was confused.
Wait, doesn't everyone say, 'Better to be a chicken's head than a phoenix's tail'?
Tang Ya said helplessly, "No matter how glorious and high-and-mighty a chicken's head usually is, when the day comes for it to be slaughtered, how is it any different from an ant crushed underfoot?"
"But a phoenix? How many people would dare touch its tail?"
Huo Yuhao didn't respond to Tang Ya's words.
They reminded him of how, as a child, he had once asked his mother why they didn't move far away from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
In Huo Yuhao's memories, his mother had certainly been clever and deft with her hands. Leaving the Duke's Mansion wouldn't have left her unable to earn a living.
But Huo Yun'er had told him, "If Mommy took you away and we ran into a