"Tutu's about to reach Nascent Soul already?" Ouyang blurted out.
Chen Changsheng, however, looked as though it were only natural. "Actually, Tutu could have undergone Nascent Soul Formation long ago. She's just far too lazy."
"That can't be right. That can't be right. Tutu's never even cultivated!" Ouyang still found it hard to believe. With the little fox's temperament, even the quilts she wet were washed by him and Changsheng.
Then, one day, she suddenly told you she was going to become a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator at five years old.
A five-year-old Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who still wet the bed?
Ouyang's expression was quite a sight. Who knew whether he was thinking of how he himself had only just advanced to the first level of Foundation Establishment.
Seeing Ouyang looking as though he were questioning his life, Chen Changsheng offered some comfort. "Eldest Senior Brother, Tutu eats three meals a day, every one of them Three-Eyed Plume Chicken stewed with spirit herbs. Add in her medicinal bath every night, and even a..."
Chen Changsheng suddenly ran out of words. It struck him that his eldest senior brother had eaten no less at every meal, yet was still muddling along in the Foundation Establishment Realm. That really was not a suitable thing to say.
An unexpected knuckle rap landed on his head.
"You little brat, were you about to say even a dog could break through?" Ouyang withdrew his hand and cursed irritably.
Chen Changsheng rubbed his forehead and gave a sheepish chuckle.
"But will she be all right? Tutu only knows how to play a few notes on the suona she just learned. Can she withstand the Nascent Soul Realm's three-three heavenly tribulation?" Ouyang asked worriedly.
Chen Changsheng thumped his chest. "Don't worry, Eldest Senior Brother. I've refined