Lin Lingyun is at a loss.
He only opened his spiritual jade wall a tiny bit thicker than everyone else's, so how did that get him labeled a good-for-nothing?
I say my roots are extraordinary.
When my junior sisters break through, the sky fills with rosy light.
When I break through, dark clouds gather overhead.
I say I'm a martial arts prodigy.
When my junior sisters dance with their swords, dragons roar and phoenixes sing.
When I dance with a sword, it sounds like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
I say I have a heaven-sent talent.
While my junior sisters are still stuck grinding their way through the Nascent Soul stage,
I've already broken through sideways to a thousand levels of Qi Refining.
Surely nobody actually thinks cultivating immortality is hard, right?
"Sis, I want to cultivate!"
"Cultivate what? Just settle down and make the next generation!"
...Fine, whatever makes you happy.
I've missed you so much, it's been so long!
The dinosaur book is out!
Keep it up, young man!