Elsewhere, Qing Chen had already mapped out the Qing Household's development plans for the next twenty years.
After handing several Golden Core Talismans to his Third Younger Brother, Qing An, he transformed into a streak of escape light and sped away from Mystic Lotus Island.
As his escape light streaked through the clouds like a meteor, Qing Chen thought to himself:
"Sigh, with my middle-grade spiritual root and two Brahma Apertures, my cultivation speed barely reaches the level of a peak high-grade spiritual root.
It's more than enough for Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment, and passable for Golden Core, but compared to those top geniuses, it's rather ordinary.
If I could improve my aptitude to an ordinary high-grade spiritual root, then successfully open the third Brahma Aperture!
Then my cultivation speed would far surpass that of cultivators with ordinary earth spiritual roots, reaching the level of a Mid-to-High-Grade Earth Spiritual Root!
Even if I could achieve only one of those, my cultivation speed would reach the level of an ordinary earth spiritual root, which would be entirely sufficient.
When that time comes, not only would my aptitude be extraordinary, but my comprehension would be top-notch too. Even compared to Old Xuanji's water-wood earth spiritual root, I would be no less impressive!"
"Third Younger Brother, if you can raise over a hundred clansmen with spiritual roots, nothing could be better. But if you fall just a little short, your elder brother can only...
Sigh, who told you to be the closest to me in blood? Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones aren't so easily earned."
Though Qing Chen thought this, not a trace of distress at the expense showed on his face.
So what if they were clansmen who shared his blood?
There was no love without reason in this world,