"Anyway, it has nothing to do with us, we are considered the old talents," Ju Li sighed, somewhat nostalgically.
He was over a hundred years old, certainly not considered an old talent; in fact, his life had just begun.
For cultivators in the vastness of space, such an age is just a junior. The so-called old talents are not really applicable; they are at least a thousand years old or more.
Qian Huanbing's face darkened slightly as he said irritably, "You are the old talent, not me. I am in the prime of my life, only twenty-seven years old."
"I forgot your age, but how are you so extraordinary? A Star-picking Strong Person at twenty-seven is rare in history; I have never seen anyone become a Star-picker before the age of a hundred."
Ju Li was curious as he eyed Qian Huanbing.
In fact, not just him, but others had the same question.
Qian Huanbing did not answer but simply stated, "I had a heaven-defying fortuitous encounter; it's not due to my own painstaking cultivation."