Chapitre 60: Don’t Mind Me. Just Pulling Weeds. 

Because Feng Fan had spent the last week immersed in cultivation, Zheng Huang had surpassed him, leading by more than five thousand points.

Since his points stopped increasing after the initial increase, most assumed it was nothing more than a fluke.

"As I said, that brat was just lucky," Shi Fan sneered, his expression smug. "How could a 3rd-stage ant gather more treasures than our top Qi Gathering disciple?"

Elder Tan Lei of the Blue Wyvern Sect nodded in agreement. "Indeed. There's no way he could surpass a disciple from the mighty Blue Dragon Sect. Even if he were at the peak of the Qi Gathering realm, he wouldn't stand a chance. After all, the gap in cultivation and talent is something only a sect as grand as the Blue Dragon Sect can command."

Elder Peng smirked at Tan Lei's ass-licking. "If the Blue Wyvern Sect put as much effort into cultivation as they do into kissing Blue Dragon's ass, they might become the strongest sect in the Qian Empire."