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Qin Ximing folded his arms across his chest and looked earnestly at Qin Xihui. "Whatever else happens, hurry up and break through to Soul Saint."
"Spend more of your time cultivating. Zhao Ming is several years younger than you, and he's already become a Soul Saint."
Resting his right elbow on the armrest and propping up his chin, Qin Xihui snapped back irritably, "Tch, you think I don't want to?"
"But my innate talent can't compare to you people from the main branch. What am I supposed to do?"
Qin Ximing gave him a sidelong look and said gravely, "If talent falls short, make up for it with resources."
"We've recently applied to exchange for a batch of resources from the Main Family. You'll get priority when they arrive."
Qin Xihui's eyes instantly lit up, though his expression remained casual. "Now that's good news. Finally, the hen's laying eggs. There's something to look forward to!"
Qin Ximing couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Could you use a better metaphor?"
Unbothered, Qin Xihui replied, "What a shame Eldest Uncle was away recently. Otherwise, we could've followed the Main Family and hauled in a big catch too. That would've made things easier for us."
"Twenty-five million! Just how much could that buy?"
Qin also felt a little regretful, but he quickly recovered. "There'll be plenty of opportunities."
"Since last year, the Main Family has started supporting every family in the village. Our Qin Family can't fall behind the others."
Qin Xihui curled his lip. "The village used to look after the old and the young first. Now it's finally our turn-the poor sods sandwiched between elders above and children below."
Qin Ximing glared at him. "What are you talking about? The older generation and the youngsters