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He Chunhua and the others were visibly moved. “Truly?”
“Truly.” He Lingchuan flexed his fist with pride. “What can I say? I’m just naturally gifted.”
No one could object. When the imperial nectar rained down last night, everyone shared in its blessing. But aside from a handful of the truly lucky, most living beings barely received enough essence to wet their lips. The luckiest among them had only gained a few dozen days’ worth of cultivation. Yet with nothing more than that paltry share, He Lingchuan had managed to lay a solid foundation in one stroke. If that was not innate talent, what was?
He Chunhua stroked his chin and chuckled. “You’re young, your body hasn’t accumulated as much filth, so it’s easier to cleanse it thoroughly. At my age, or Deputy General Wu’s, even with three or four times as much imperial nectar, we wouldn’t be able to cleanse our marrow and wash away impurities.”
Wu Shaoyi sighed heavily. “Such is fate! The last appearance of imperial nectar was sixty years ago. I count myself fortunate enough to have caught it this time, but I’m already over fifty. How could I compare to the He brothers, still in their prime? Youth itself is opportunity. Youth is everything.”
Envy was plain on He Yue’s face. “Brother, how much did your cultivation grow?”
“About three to five years’ worth, at least,”...
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