Excuse Me, I Have a Twenty-Six-Year-Old Nascent Soul Late Stage Cultivator Here

The Zichen Imperial Dynasty had not expected that the Immortal Emperor Mystic Realm would exclusively restrict entry to cultivators at the Soul Formation Realm this time.

Hou Tianqi and Hou Zhiyu were originally just tagging along to see the world, but by a twist of fate, they became the main force entering the mystic realm.

Fortunately, the dynasty had brought other Soul Formation Realm disciples and some Soul Formation guards. Scraping them together, they managed to form a team of twenty people.

Looking at the full hundred disciples behind Jun Anshi, each with a condensed aura and a cultivation base at or above the mid-stage of the Soul Formation Realm, a look of shock appeared on the faces of Hou Tianqi and Hou Zhiyu.

Hou Tianqi's eyes sparkled, her tone carrying a bit of envy:

Wow, Sister, you brought so many disciples, and they are all above the mid-stage of the Soul Formation Realm. That is too amazing.

I am only at the early stage of the Soul Formation Realm. If we are lucky enough to meet after entering the mystic realm and I encounter danger, I will have to ask for your help.

Jun Anshi wore a smile on her face, her tone gentle and magnanimous:

It is no trouble. When traveling away from home, looking out for one another is only natural. If you truly encounter danger, as long as we happen to be present, we will definitely lend a hand.

When her master had conversed with the Zichen Imperial Dynasty, she was also present. Since her master had the intention to get acquainted, she naturally would help push things along.

Hearing this, a trace of gratitude flashed through Hou Zhiyu's eyes, and she bowed slightly once again:

Then I thank you all. The Zichen Imperial Dynasty will remember this favor.

She was also at the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm, but her talent was not considered high, and she was already a hundred years old.

Being able to cultivate to the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm at this age relied more on diligence and perseverance.

Hou Tianqi hugged Hou Zhiyu's arm and shook it coquettishly:

Fourth Sister, you are also at the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm. After entering the mystic realm, I will have to rely on your protection.

Hou Zhiyu rubbed her head, her eyes full of doting:

Of course. Our Hou family's little genius, your sister will definitely protect you well.

Previously, when Hou Tianqi was on Gu Changyuan's immortal boat, Gu Changyuan had already looked at her information.

Talent level nine.

An early-stage Soul Formation cultivator in her sixties was considered an upper-tier existence in the entire Jiuxiao Realm.

She looked young, but that was just the unique appearance fixation of cultivators.

Coupled with the fact that her talent was already at the pinnacle of the Zichen Imperial Dynasty, she had been spoiled by the royal family since childhood, living a life of luxury, so her personality was much more childish than her peers.

But this talent, when placed in the Celestial Holy Land, was a different story.

There was no need to compare her with the three monsters Gu Xing'er, Jun Mukong, and Jun Anshi. Just the four of Gongsun Qingling, Dugu Shiling, Xuanyuan Lanfeng, and Shangguan Zhuoye already surpassed her in talent.

Especially Gongsun Qingling, who was the youngest among the four, had already reached the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm, her talent far exceeding that of Hou Tianqi.

I am only at the early stage of the Soul Formation Realm and I am already in my sixties, am I really a genius?

Hou Tianqi tilted her head, her tone carrying a trace of sincere confusion, but also a hint of something else.

It seemed like confusion, it seemed like a sigh, and it also seemed like... an inadvertent show-off.

Hearing these words, many disciples from other factions around them could not help but feel like vomiting blood.

An early-stage Soul Formation cultivator in their sixties was already considered a heaven-chosen genius in the Jiuxiao Realm.

How many people exhausted their entire lives without even touching the threshold of the Soul Formation Realm, yet she reached it in just over sixty years, and she was still here saying Am I really a genius?

Jun Anshi instantly caught the little scheme in the other party's words and found it secretly amusing:

Trying to secretly act like a heaven-chosen genius in front of me?

I am really sorry, but you have come to the wrong place.

Her eyes rolled slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up, and then she turned sideways to look at Gu Xing'er beside her, her tone natural:

By the way Xing'er, how old are you now?

Gu Xing'er was stunned for a moment upon hearing her senior sister's words. She did not understand why her senior sister suddenly asked this, but she still responded obediently:

Twenty-six, Sister Anshi.

Twenty-six huh...

Jun Anshi nodded, her tone carrying a bit of admiration.

That is truly amazing. Your cultivation base is the same as mine, yet you are more than ten years younger than me.

These words sounded like they were meant for Gu Xing'er, but that voice, that tone, and that expression were clearly transmitted to Hou Tianqi's ears.

The expression on Hou Tianqi's face stiffened for a moment.

Quickly doing the math, Jun Anshi said she was more than ten years older than Gu Xing'er, which meant Jun Anshi's age should be around forty.

Jun Anshi was twenty years younger than her, and her cultivation base was at the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm.

Gu Xing'er was twenty-six years old, at the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm.

In comparison, she was still vastly inferior.

The smile on Hou Tianqi's face could no longer be maintained.

Previously in the Zichen Imperial Dynasty, she was the recognized number one heaven-chosen genius, an early-stage Soul Formation cultivator in her sixties, held in the palms of everyone's hands.

She thought she was already very amazing, thinking that her talent ranked highly in the entire Jiuxiao Realm.

But the two people in front of her, a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator around forty years old, and a late-stage Soul Formation cultivator at twenty-six years old.

Such terrifying talent could no longer be considered heaven-chosen; they were simply monsters!

Right, Brother? Even though the two of us are the same age, our realm is the same as Xing'er's. Isn't she amazing?

Jun Anshi turned to look at Jun Mukong again and said with a smile, quietly bringing up Jun Mukong's talent as well.

Jun Mukong was also taken aback. He looked at Jun Anshi and saw her smiling eyes curving, full of slyness.

Even though there was no obvious collision of spiritual energy between Jun Anshi and Hou Tianqi, he could still feel the faint spatial vibrations in the air.

However, seeing Jun Anshi staring at him, Jun Mukong immediately nodded.

These words were indeed the truth.

Jun Anshi retracted her gaze in satisfaction and looked back at Hou Tianqi, the smile on her face still gentle.

Sister, it seems you still need to work a little harder. The early stage of the Soul Formation Realm is indeed a bit low.

As soon as these words came out, Hou Tianqi felt as if her entire being had suffered a massive blow. The naive smile on her face instantly froze, and her complexion turned alternately red and pale.

Previously in the Zichen Imperial Dynasty, relying on her talent as an early-stage Soul Formation cultivator in her sixties, she was touted as a genius by everyone in her clan and received endless doting.

But upon arriving here, she realized that her talent was not worth mentioning at all, and all her previous pride shattered into pieces at this moment.

Hou Zhiyu was also shocked by the terrifying talent of the three young men and women in front of her, while simultaneously keenly sensing Hou Tianqi's emotional depression and frustration.

But she also knew clearly in her heart that her seventh sister had indeed been protected too well and favored too much in the dynasty.

Growing up without experiencing any setbacks made her perspective somewhat narrow in many aspects, always feeling that her talent was already top-tier.

Today's events might deal her a significant blow, and it was inevitable that she would feel wronged and sad in her heart.

But perhaps it was also an opportunity that could allow her to see her own shortcomings clearly, become mature, no longer be arrogant and complacent, and cultivate even harder in the future.

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