“Don't compare yourself with Sacredfeather. There really aren't a lot of races in this world that can compare to Sacredfeather's bloodline. Even if you recover your bloodline as a member of the Starry Sword race to the very peak and reach the same level as the first ancestor of the Starry Sword race, you'll still be a little worse off compared to Sacredfeather, let alone right now when your bloodline is still very thin.”
“Shen Jian, you're actually extremely outstanding. Your talent is almost unprecedented even across the entire Saints' World. Few can rival you. You're just slightly worse off by birth.” The Wind Venerable paused. As if he felt what he said was not completely enough, he added, “Actually, you can't even say you're worse off by birth. After all, there are only so many races with such powerful bloodlines across the six worlds.”
Hearing how senior Wind that he believed to be almost invincible praise Sacredfeather's bloodline so much, Shen Jian immediately became rather shocked. He could not help but look at Sacredfeather and ask curiously, “Sacredfeather, just what is your bloodline?”
Sacredfeather said nothing, but senior Wind said, “If I've guessed correctly, Sacredfeather should be a Sacredfeathered Tiger Emperor that only exists in the legends.”
Chapter end
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