Li Yurou’s mention of Zhou Kai referred to a genius disciple of a certain sect. Possessing exceptional talent, he had reached the Saint Lord realm at a young age, a remarkable achievement for anyone in the Saint Realm.
Talented individuals, regardless of their background, were always favored and often surrounded by admirers.
However, those from prominent sects like Li Yurou's seldom paid attention to mere prodigies.
Zhou Kai’s reserved demeanor, coupled with his remarkable talent, made him appear well-mannered, creating a positive impression.
“Yurou, I don't know how to explain it to you, but he is special, not what you imagine. If you let him into your chamber, I promise you won't regret it. In fact… your grandfather might even commend you.”
Feng Yuer continued to persuade Li Yurou, feeling compelled to guide Xia Feng through the same path she had once navigated.
Li Yurou’s chamber had been the place where Feng Yuer had spent the most time. This was the very reason for Feng Yuer’s persistent efforts.
She believed she must not fail in the first task Xia Feng had entrusted her with, and she absolutely could not disappoint him.
As for whether Xia Feng would blame her, she didn't dwell on it. Her sole focus was on executing the task properly. Yet, upon arriving at the first hurdle, she found herself stalled by Li Yurou.
“Yuer, tell me what makes him different?”
Li Yurou asked Feng Yuer with a playful glint in her eyes.
She knew Feng Yuer well; her strength surpassed her own, and she was considered a genius herself.
In terms of family background, Feng Yuer's grandfather was a peak Saint Venerable, while her own was only in the late Saint Venerable stage, and her family's influence was less extensive than Feng Da Dian's.
Thus, Feng Yuer had always held an advantage over her.
Feng Yuer’s current assertion must have a valid reason, which piqued Li Yurou’s interest.
“This… Yurou, if you trust me, just listen to me this once. There are some things I can't properly articulate, and it’s better for you not to know.” Feng Yuer truly struggled with how to explain it to Li Yurou.
As Feng Yuer appeared to be in a predicament, two young men emerged from the hall, their faces radiating youthful vigor.
Noticing Li Yurou conversing by the entrance, one of the men called out, “Miss Yurou, we saw you hadn't entered for a while, so we came out to check on you.”
The man speaking was Zhou Kai, whom Li Yurou and Feng Yuer had been discussing – the so-called prodigious youth.
Reaching the Saint Lord realm at such a tender age indeed qualified him as a young genius.
Upon seeing Zhou Kai approach, Li Yurou, while pulling Feng Yuer along, introduced her: “This is Miss Feng Yuer, granddaughter of Saint Venerable Feng.”
Feng Da Dian’s reputation was widely known in the surrounding area, so mentioning Saint Venerable Feng immediately identified him.
Hearing this, Zhou Kai and the man beside him stepped forward and bowed to Feng Yuer: “Zhou Kai pays his respects to Miss Feng.”
This young lady was even more esteemed than Li Yurou.
She was also someone Zhou Kai sought to curry favor with. Despite being hailed as a young genius, he was, in reality, in need of connections with powerful individuals to secure more cultivation resources.
Without the backing of influential figures, where would cultivation resources come from?
Without the support of resources, even the greatest genius would be like a skilled cook unable to prepare a meal without ingredients.
Feng Yuer held no particular fondness or dislike for Zhou Kai; she merely gave a slight nod, remaining silent.
She paid no heed to any so-called young geniuses.
Young?
Perhaps in the past, Feng Yuer might have considered Zhou Kai a formidable presence among the younger generation. However, after meeting Xia Feng today, everything else seemed insignificant, not worth a second thought.
“Yuer, didn’t you say your friend was very special? Why can’t I sense his cultivation? Is he even more talented than Zhou Kai?”
Li Yurou had noticed Xia Feng earlier but had not had the opportunity to speak with him due to her conversation with Feng Yuer.
Now, with Zhou Kai’s arrival, it was natural for the young people to engage in comparisons.
Unintentionally, her words struck a chord. Zhou Kai glanced at Xia Feng, standing behind Feng Yuer, with a hint of challenge in his eyes. He deliberately smiled and asked, “Oh? Are there people with even greater talent around here?”
Zhou Kai was indeed the most talented individual in the vicinity.
Li Yurou’s comment ignited a competitive spirit within him.
Feng Yuer’s expression changed; this was not something to be spoken of lightly.
While playful banter was acceptable, playing games with Xia Feng was not.
Seeing the situation, Feng Yuer grew anxious, her voice noticeably louder. “Yurou, don't speak carelessly. He is my friend, and he dislikes comparisons with others. Besides…”
Besides, no one in the entire Saint Realm was qualified to compare themselves with him.
Feng Yuer couldn't reveal Xia Feng's true identity, so this last part remained a silent thought in her heart.
Li Yurou, however, became more intrigued. She sensed that Feng Yuer was being exceptionally considerate of Xia Feng, and since he wasn't her man, he must be someone she deeply respected.
What kind of person could command such respect from someone like Feng Yuer?
While Li Yurou pondered this, Zhou Kai called out to Xia Feng, “Brother, I perceive you possess extraordinary talent. Shall we have a spar?”
Xia Feng slightly shook his head and replied, “Not interested.”