"Never be content merely with your status as Inner Sect disciples. You are all the future of our Condensed Jade Sect! The future belongs to you."
As his words fell, Qing Chen waved his hand, and two or three hundred spirit stones flew out.
They turned into streaks of light, flying toward the surrounding cultivators.
This was a custom of the Condensed Jade Sect-Celebration Money from a High Person.
It was an expression of joy, and of good wishes.
The spirit stones traced arcs of magical power through the air before finally falling into the hands of the watching cultivators.
Just as Qing Chen displayed his prowess before the crowd from midair, fully savoring the joy of successfully reaching Foundation Establishment,
Di Huaiyi and Xue Yubing, standing among the crowd, were already dumbfounded.
Their eyes were fixed on Qing Chen in the air, their faces filled with disbelief.
Di Huaiyi's mouth hung open, and for a long while, he could not utter a word;
Xue Yubing, meanwhile, looked utterly stunned, her eyes full of disbelief.
Di Huaiyi murmured to himself, his voice filled with shock and confusion:
"How could it be him? Qing Chen? That Outer Sect disciple with a middle-grade spiritual root and a bit of wit?"
Nearly seven years had passed in the blink of an eye since Qing Chen had investigated a case alongside Di Huaiyi.
Since Qing Chen had only been an Outer Sect disciple, rarely gone out to make friends, and devoted himself single-mindedly to cultivation within the sect,
the two had barely kept in touch over the past few years. Di Huaiyi had never imagined that Qing Chen would reach Foundation Establishment first. Inwardly, he thought in shock:
*The cultivation he showed back then wasn't even at the late Qi Refining stage. Could he