Outer Sect.
The Nine Institutes of Foundation Establishment.
Zhao Tiankuo sat in his seat, reading a book on spell arts.
He had reached Foundation Establishment upon joining, and his progress afterward had not been particularly fast.
But he remained among the frontrunners.
The others dared not underestimate him.
Now that something had happened to the rumored number one, they fawned even more over this man who had reached Foundation Establishment upon joining.
At that moment, a man approached Zhao Tiankuo and said, "Young Master Zhao, now you're the one who truly reached Foundation Establishment upon joining.
"That other fellow made such a splash, even calling himself the number one in the Outer Sect.
"The representative of staying up all night to cultivate.
"It was all just because he relied on an Evil God.
"All show and no substance.
"But you're different. You're the genuine article, and no one can replace you.
"You could be called the rightful number one.
"Since the sect was founded, you stand first."
"Exactly. We thought someone could stand on equal footing with Young Master Zhao, but who knew he'd be arrested so soon and become part of the Heretical Demonic Path everyone spits on?" another Immortal Maiden said.
Zhao Tiankuo merely said modestly that it was not so.
He had only had a moment of good fortune.
The others could not help remarking that when the strong spoke of luck, it was always out of modesty.
They also said that Jiang Man would never call it luck; he always claimed it was his own strength.
They said he always liked to say that was simply how talented he was.
By comparison.
The difference was clear at a glance.
Zhao Tiankuo smiled without a word.
He had not expected Jiang Man to fall beyond redemption the