"It has been a while, Little Friend Zhang. As for your Cultivation... I find myself increasingly unable to comprehend it. Every time we meet, your Cultivation seems to surprise me." Li Cheng, his body as ethereal as smoke, floated beside the two of them and spoke to Zhang Deming.
Zhang Deming glanced at Li Cheng and said, "I've just been lucky and had some resources, that's all. I'm not worthy of such praise from an Elder.
"Compared to those so-called geniuses, my meager Cultivation is really nothing to look at. You, on the other hand, Elder Li, are as impressive as ever. You haven't changed a bit."
Li Cheng chuckled at his words. "A Duality Cultivator at the age of twenty... that's about the level of a candidate for Saint Son or Saintess of a Blessed Holy Land.
"For you to still be so modest, you truly put me to shame. I've muddled along for a millennium only to end up like this. When faced with someone like you, I hardly know how to compose myself."
