You Deserve It

However, Honorary Emperor was not someone who would give up so easily.

He looked at Nanli and asked, "A'Li, do you also think I am not suitable for cultivation?"

He only trusted the little girl.

Nanli sighed helplessly and spoke the truth, "It's not about age; it's that Honorary Emperor, your physique just isn't suitable for cultivation."

To put it plainly, he's just an ordinary mortal with no talent, no special qualities, and no cultivation foundation.

This statement struck Honorary Emperor like a thunderclap, hitting him straight on.

He slumped further, murmuring, "I thought... I was the chosen one."

After all, he had fought his way out from among the many princes.

Nanli said, "Honorary Emperor, don't be too sad. The path of cultivation is difficult. Out of a thousand people, only one might have the bones and talent to cultivate. Even in their so-called Immortal World, ninety percent of people are not Spell Cultivators."