"Seven years won't make much difference to this old man or to any of you. At our level, taking another step forward probably isn't something time alone can accomplish," Sun Simiao said.
Sun Simiao's words made everyone present frown. Gui Jiu could not help speaking up. "We all know that. What does any of this have to do with what you just said? Don't change the subject."
"How ignorant! Senior Sun has made himself so clear, and you still don't understand? It seems you really are hopelessly muddleheaded as the Ghost Gate's Sect Master," Mu Jingfei added after Gui Jiu finished.
"Mu Jingfei, don't think I'm afraid of you," Gui Jiu said, glaring at him.
However, Gui Jiu noticed something odd about the expressions of those present. Their eyes had all turned toward Huang Xiao, who stood beside Sun Simiao.
The instant Gui Jiu saw Huang Xiao, a thought flashed through his mind, and he understood why Old Sun had said those words.
Even if he spent seven years cultivating in seclusion, he probably could not bring about an earth-shaking change in his strength. Achieving a breakthrough was simply too difficult.
They had naturally obtained many of the world's extraordinary arts and miraculous pills, but by now, those were essentially no help at all.
Yet the secret of the Seven Spirit Blades might be the opportunity they needed to advance another step. They had no choice but to contend for it.
But those seven years would not be the same for everyone. Only one person here was an exception: Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao was simply too young. In their eyes, he was no different from a little brat.
Yet precisely because Huang Xiao was so young, those seven years were his opportunity.
Huang Xiao's strength was advancing by leaps and