Just as God Emperor Cangping was muttering to himself,
Wang Youdao's expression brightened. He immediately cupped his hands toward Jiang Xiyue in thanks. "Thank you, Miss Xiyue, for lending me your sword."
Taking the immortal sword named "Falling Snow," he took a step through the air and arrived overhead, then saluted Wang Guiling. "Aunt Guiling, forgive my offense."
By seniority, Wang Youdao was a generation younger, but in terms of age, he was several decades older than Wang Guiling. His cultivation had also reached the fourth level of the Void Ascension Realm, having completed his transformation from the early stage to the middle stage.
"What offense is there to forgive?" Wang Guiling said with an unconcerned smile. "We Wang Clan Heavenly Prodigies have always believed that the capable rise to the top. The family sequence has always been fought for with real ability. But don't think you've already won just because your cultivation is slightly higher than mine. Are you sure you can withstand my Heavenly River Upside Down?"
"Whether I can withstand it, we'll know after trying. But Aunt Guiling just fought a hard battle. Would you like to rest a little first?" Wang Youdao asked with graceful courtesy. His attitude was quite considerate, clearly because he did not wish to take advantage of his own aunt.
Although, when challenging the Towering Sword Tower at Zhenze Sword Palace, he had cleared it half an hour slower than Wang Guiling, that did not mean he was weaker than her. To be precise, he had suffered because of his age.
His innate aptitude was a notch weaker than Wang Guiling's. Everything he had achieved today came entirely from acquired effort and his obsession with the sword.
Yet no matter how hard he worked, his cultivation speed in his early years had