“Simple. Just take Wei Guohao for example. He is the same age as you, and I nearly accepted him as my disciple. If you can overcome him, then I’d say you are qualified,” Mu Yang said casually. With Li Tianming’s performance today, it would take nothing short of a miracle for him to defeat Wei Guohao.

“I understand. Thank you, Vice-Potentate.” Surprisingly, Li Tianming did not frown at that challenge, but instead nodded with a smile.

Wei Guohao was at least seventh level Spiritsource, and he was no doubt one of the top among his generation. Li Tianming had lost just too much time, and it would no doubt be difficult for him to catch up. But he was confident of himself and the Primordial Chaos Beasts — it wouldn’t be long before he could overtake Wei Guohao.

Idiot! Wei Zikun could no longer take Li Tianming’s stupidity. Since Mu Yang had already made arrangements for Li Tianming, then there was no point in him staying there anymore. After exchanging a few words with Mu Yang and the guardian, he turned around and left the hall.

“Second uncle, wait for me.”...