Suddenly, a voice came from behind the four people.

He is a young man who is only about fourteen years old, with a very arrogant expression on his face.

The tone of his speech was also unusually proud.

It was as if a fourth-level perfect warrior in the divine elixir realm was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

But in fact, his strength is only at the early stage of the fifth level of divine elixir realm.

"Alas, who made our Holy City of Fighting Souls rank at the bottom?

Among the three thousand holy cities, the ranking is over a thousand. It is estimated that no one who is really capable will choose us.

It seems that there is no need to go to the Western Heaven Capital in the future. Wouldn’t it be better to directly train our own people?"

Next to the boy was a girl. They were about the same age and had very similar temperaments.

It's all arrogance and rudeness.

"That's right, look at the Sword Soul Holy City. Among the disciples brought back this time, there are actually those who have reached the sixth level of the Divine Pill Realm.

The critical age is only sixteen.

Tsk, tsk, these guys probably won’t be able to reach their achievements in their lifetime.”

The little boy spoke again, his words full of sarcasm.

"shut up!"

Di Ying suddenly shouted loudly: "The powerful country in the West is no better than the Golden Kingdom, and the cultivation conditions there are not that good.

It is not easy for them to cultivate to this level.

Moreover, since you can pass the assessment, you are qualified to become a disciple of Three Thousand Holy Cities."

"I understand, Master."

The two children, a boy and a girl, stuck out their tongues. Although they said they understood, the expressions on their faces were obviously unconcerned.
Chapter completed!