Lu Ming was stunned.

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't stunned by the beauty of the cute little creature, but rather he was shocked by—

"Brother Pei, do you have any cultivation?"

Moreover, his cultivation level is very high!

Lu Ming has reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage and is only one step away from forming a golden elixir. His cultivation level is not low.

But he couldn't see any spiritual fluctuations on Pei Yan's body. Does this mean that Pei Yan's cultivation is higher than his?

No!

wrong!

Not only Lu Ming, but also his master didn't see through it just now.

Could it be that Pei Yan’s cultivation is higher than Master’s?

This is impossible.

The master is already an ancestor in the Nascent Soul stage, and Pei Yan’s bone age is only twenty years old.

Even if one has a rare crown of the head, even if one starts practicing from the womb, one cannot reach the level of the Nascent Soul stage in just twenty years.

unless--

Pei Yan has a spiritual weapon that conceals his cultivation level.

Or maybe the technique he practices can hide his strength.

As expected, Pei Yan said calmly, "Yes! I told you just now in front of Patriarch Yaoguang that I practiced the Pei family's ancestral technique."

"The greatest advantage of this set of skills is that it can conceal spiritual power."

There is not even any fluctuation of spiritual energy in his body, so naturally he would not be regarded as a cultivator.

As for a mere mortal, no cultivator would be willing to take a second look at him, let alone bother to check his cultivation level!

As your cultivation level improves, your ability to conceal your cultivation level will also increase until it is perfectly concealed!

"Brother Pei, I'm sorry!"

Lu Ming bowed to Pei Yan, then mobilized his spiritual power, released his spiritual consciousness, and began to explore Pei Yan's soul.

Pei Yan did not stop it, nor did he continue to cover it up.

Thus, Lu Ming discovered Pei Yan's true cultivation level—

"Ninth level of foundation building period!"

It will be perfect soon!

Oh my God, Pei Yan is a mortal who grew up in the secular world.

Three years ago, Han Linger successfully stole his immortal fate.

In other words, three years ago, Pei Yan should not have started practicing.

In three years, he completed the process of drawing Qi into the body, successfully established the foundation, and successfully reached the late stage of foundation building?

This, this——

Lu Ming subconsciously thought of his own achievements: two years to build the foundation, three years to achieve great perfection.

It took him five years from drawing Qi into his body to reaching the great perfection of the foundation-building stage!

The key point is that he was born into a great family of immortal cultivators, and was nourished by various elixirs and spiritual liquids when he was still in his mother's womb.

After birth, they ate all kinds of magical medicines and magical rice, soaked in medicinal baths, and received teachings and guidance from their parents, elders, and masters.

He was born at the end point, but also had many shortcuts, which is why he achieved such incredible results in cultivation.

Where is Pei Yan?

He has nothing!

But, but——

For a moment, Lu Ming's mentality was a little broken, and he even had some doubts about himself -

Am I really a rare cultivation genius?

Why am I not as good as an ordinary person?

Lu Ming has been regarded as a favored child since childhood. He has never shown arrogance, but that doesn't mean he is not proud enough.

In fact, he is so humble and gentle because he stands high enough and has enough capital, so he does not need to show off by belittling or despising others.

He has already reached a high position, so naturally he can behave politely and approachably.

But at this moment, a more evil person appeared, and the capital that Lu Ming was proud of did not seem to be that important.

Lu Ming's bone age is only 22 years old, so it is really difficult for him to remain calm and composed in the face of honor or disgrace.

However, Lu Ming came from a prominent family after all, so even if he was upset, he would not really lose his composure.

"What? Pei Yan has already broken through to the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

At the entrance of the clinic, a sharp female voice suddenly rang out.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"How old is he? How many days has he been practicing?"

"No! Has he really started practicing? He's only relying on the set of techniques passed down by the Pei family? He doesn't even have any elixirs, spirit stones, or magical tools?"

"...Three years? Oh no, maybe in less than three years, he has cultivated from an ordinary mortal to the late stage of foundation building? This is a lie! It must be a lie!"

So much happened in one day.

His character was ruined, his arm was broken, and his appearance was destroyed.

What she thought was the greatest achievement of her life seemed like a joke - the immortal fate she stole was nothing compared to the real immortal fate.

The most valuable thing of the Pei family is not any wealth, nor the so-called token of great power, but the ancestral martial arts of the Pei family!

Ahhhh!

She is picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons.

But in the past three years, she has been complacent.

As a result, after three years of hard work, I am still not as good as Pei Yan!

Han Linger was already paranoid, and after suffering so many blows, her heart became even more twisted.

She didn't think about Pei Yan's natural spiritual roots or any adventures he had.

She directly attributed everything Pei Yan had gained to the Pei family's set of skills.

Because whether it was a natural spiritual root or a fortuitous encounter, Han Linger couldn't steal it.

But she can get the Pei family's things.

Unfortunately, she took the wrong thing and missed the real treasure.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"You're lying, Senior Brother Lu, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

"Woo woo, I'm not stupid, I didn't take the wrong thing!"

Han Linger completely collapsed.

Her face was already covered in blood, and now she was crying and laughing, looking even more miserable.

The key point is that her mental state is very problematic. She no longer has the demeanor of "Fairy Han" and instead looks like a crazy woman in the market.

Except for the king-level bootlicker Shangguan Yun, the other disciples of the immortal sect were a little surprised, and their eyes looked at Han Linger evasively.

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