"Disciple greets Master."
Gu Chen kowtowed deeply like a mountain of gold toppling and a pillar of jade falling at Zhong Lin's feet.
After two years apart, Gu Chen had already cultivated True Qi, stepping into the First Grade Realm.
Zhong Lin looked at Gu Chen with a peculiar expression. To cultivate from the Sixth Grade to the First Grade in just two years, crossing five realms in total, this speed almost matched his own miraculous feats.
Now Zhong Lin was eighty percent certain that this cheap disciple of his was the legendary "Child of Destiny." Of course, there was also the possibility of what Chen Jia called him: a "Descendant of Sin Blood."
But regardless of which it was, neither could be compared to ordinary Martial Artists. If he didn't fall in the future, his prospects would be boundlessly bright.
"First Grade True Qi Realm, Gu Chen, you truly surprise your Master! Stand up!"
"Thank you, Master."
