In any case, the fact that Nan Zhuoran possessed this inheritance was in itself a tremendous endorsement. All the Elders and seniors throughout the Sect held extremely high expectations for him, believing he was a peerless talent capable of recreating the glory of Ancestor Pan Wu.
"Indeed, the First Brother... He's a heaven-sent prodigy."
Ruan Lingxiu couldn't help but murmur in admiration.
Among this generation of disciples, Nan Zhuoran was like an insurmountable peak. His immense power and unfathomable potential placed his peers under almost suffocating pressure.
The two chatted for a while longer about matters of cultivation, and the atmosphere relaxed slightly.
