She had met many cultivators from small worlds, and they were all either timid or eager to prove themselves. Xiao Chen was the first one who admitted his strength so frankly.
Bai Yiluo looked at Xiao Chen's calm profile, a hint of tenderness flashing in her moonlight-like eyes.
Unlike others, she was not prejudiced against the "small world." In her view, Xiao Chen's ability to cultivate to this level from a resource-scarce place was a testament to his talent and perseverance.
“The Cangxuan Realm…” Bai Yiluo said softly, “I once saw a record in an ancient book that said, ‘The Cangxuan Realm has a spirit, hidden in the smallest things.’ It seems to be true.”
Xiao Chen looked at her and nodded slightly.
The others gradually came to their senses, and their gazes toward Xiao Chen changed—there was surprise, admiration, and a deeper sense of apprehension.
A person who can break the conventional wisdom that "cultivators in small worlds are necessarily weak" is definitely not simple.
Bai Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and laughed, "Brother Xiao is quite the expert. It seems we have underestimated the heroes of the world."
His words can be seen as an admission of his previous prejudice, and also as a way of expressing reconciliation.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and didn't reply. He didn't care what others thought of the Cangxuan Realm, nor did he care what others thought of him; strength would prove everything.
He looked deeper into the mine, where the darkness seemed even denser, and faint energy fluctuations emanated from it, stronger than he had sensed before.
"The toxin is temporarily suppressed, let's keep going." Xiao Chen stood up, his rusty iron spear pausing on the ground. "If we find the source of the anomaly soon, we might be able to find the antidote."
Everyone nodded, and no one questioned it anymore. After these two battles, Xiao Chen's judgment had been recognized by everyone.
The group set off again, but the atmosphere had subtly changed. The scions of the three major families looked at Xiao Chen with more seriousness, and no one dared to look down on him because of his origins in the "small world."
Only on the dark rock face, the inverted shadows seemed to grow even larger, flashing briefly at the edge of the illumination beads' glow.
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