After the old man accepted Zhao Yi's bow, he glanced at Zhao Yi's cultivation level and said with some surprise:
"Kid, this old man almost misjudged you. I didn't expect that with your four-element Spiritual Root aptitude, you could advance to Qi Condensation Level 7 so quickly. Remarkable, truly remarkable."
Zhao Yi felt a jolt in his heart, put on a blank expression, and said sheepishly: "Junior owes this entirely to luck."
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