The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop-Chapter 100 - 43: Chosen by Heaven

"I’ve always known my senior’s talent is extraordinary. Though I don’t want to admit it, it’s a fact." Jie Wenzhan remained silent for a while before finally speaking, "But that’s not the reason for my low spirits."

"Oh, then tell me, why is it?" Ying Long tilted his head in confusion and asked. He quite liked this curly-haired kid and had high hopes for him. Seeing him in low spirits, he couldn’t help but show concern, hoping nothing had happened to affect his mindset.

"Senior, could you answer a question for me?" Jie Wenzhan didn’t answer Ying Long’s question, but instead asked.

"Oh, go ahead." Ying Long suddenly had a fruit appear in his hand and asked Jie Wenzhan, "Want some?"

Jie Wenzhan shook his head and then looked at Ying Long, asking seriously, "Could you tell me who Tianmiao really is? What is her true identity?"

"Pfft..." Ying Long spit out the fruit he had just bitten into, then clumsily wiped his mouth and turned to stare wide-eyed at Jie Wenzhan, "Why did you suddenly ask that?"

"Can’t answer?" Jie Wenzhan understood from Ying Long’s reaction that Tianmiao’s identity was indeed complicated, "I’ve never believed she was a Sword Spirit."

"She’s very powerful." Ying Long took another bite of his fruit, chewing with an expressionless face.

"Yes, she is very powerful. She gave my senior brother some advice, and he immediately reached enlightenment, advancing to Nascent Soul." Jie Wenzhan recalled the scene where Tianmiao placed her foot on the City Lord’s head, with a contemptuous smile, and uttered those awe-inspiring words.

Such disdain for all beings, such a proud smile overlooking the world, was unforgettable.

It was deeply engraved in his heart.

Could he one day become that strong?

"The ice block kid’s aptitude is indeed good, but you are not bad either. Don’t belittle yourself..." Ying Long thought that Jie Wenzhan was actually still bothered by Ye Chenfeng advancing to Nascent Soul and couldn’t help but offer comfort.

"I never belittle myself, but neither am I blindly arrogant." Jie Wenzhan suddenly smiled, his smile unrestrained and confident, as if returning to the time he first appeared in front of the Canglang Sect’s Array for assessment, "Senior, thank you for your consolation."

"I wasn’t comforting you at all." Ying Long awkwardly turned his head and continued to chew.

"In the past, I was truly shortsighted, always thinking when I might measure up to my senior, or surpass him." Jie Wenzhan stood up, gazing into the distance, took a deep breath, and laughed, "I hadn’t looked far enough. I forgot that there are many strong individuals in this world. I also forgot that the one to surpass is not others, but oneself. Continually growing stronger, continually surpassing oneself, that is the true path of a formidable person."

Upon hearing these words, Ying Long was filled with comfort and then turned to look at Jie Wenzhan, astonished to find that Jie Wenzhan had fallen into a wondrous rhythm.

This kid, he’s actually about to have a breakthrough!

Is his comprehension truly so good?

Jie Wenzhan closed his eyes, the power within him surge madly.

Above his head, the sky darkened, thunderclouds slowly gathered.

Ying Long was surprised, and then deeply comforted once more.

Knew this curly-haired kid couldn’t be that fragile.

The wind ruffled Jie Wenzhan’s clothes, blew through his long hair, yet his heart was steady as a rock.

He finally found the path belonging to him, the path of a true strongman!