Upon hearing Li Fan’s words, He Zhenghao froze for a moment, confusion flashing across his face.

Li Fan gave him no time to recover. He immediately pushed the bewitching power of the Seven-Apertures Exquisite Heart, simulated through Return to Truth, to its very limit.

“I’m a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator at twenty-nine,” Li Fan said calmly, his gaze burning into He Zhenghao. “Fellow Daoist, what do you think of my talent?”

“Exceptionally gifted. Such talent is rare in this world,” He Zhenghao found himself answering.

“I earned six hundred thousand contribution points from investing in Spirit Mist Grass. While others went bankrupt, I profited.” Li Fan continued smoothly. “What do you...