Yan Yu rubbed his chin with two fingers, thinking that what was expected had indeed come.
Talent is something that can't be kept secret forever. Even within the same cultivation realm, cultivators with superior talent possess more robust and abundant True Yuan, which can be roughly estimated through their performance in battle.
Yan Yu's actual talent barely allows him to cultivate independently, akin to a car that can't start without an engine. He has always relied on Zhao Yuanzhen to tow him along, and over time, it was bound to raise suspicions—fortunately, he's no longer anyone's easy target. Those people didn't dare to probe him directly, so they went roundabout to Mei Yingxue to ask all sorts of questions.
Didn't expect that, did you? Teacher Mei is also my person!
"Here's the deal." Yan Yu said mysteriously, "I'll let you in on a secret—I actually have a unique talent. The more beautiful girls around, the faster my breathing exercises and cultivation pace."
