But whenever they had ti, the three would co here together.
Today was the sa, it being the weekend, Ji Xinghuo had arranged with his family to have dinner together after cultivation, inviting Zhao Manying to bring her brother along for a rare chance to relax.
"How’s your cultivation progressing? Second Brother," Ji Xinghuo asked.
When cultivation was ntioned, a gleam of excitent shone in Zhong Ming’s eyes as he said enthusiastically, "By the end of this month at the latest, I should be able to trigger an evolution and advance to an Advanced Mutant."
Ji Xinghuo wasn’t surprised.
His brother’s talent had always been outstanding. He beca a Mutant at 19, advanced to Interdiate Level at 22, and now, he was about to reach Advanced Level after another four years. At only 26 years of age, he was considered a top-tier genius for his age group.
Moreover, with his support, his brother’s evolution would only get faster, inevitably becoming a Super Mutant before the age of 30.
Becoming a Super Mutant before the age of thirty was an exceedingly clear benchmark.
Those who managed it were the world’s top mutants with innate talents.
Without any surprises, they would all stand on the Heavenly Ladder.
As for how high his brother would rank on the Heavenly Ladder, it would depend on his own efforts and fortuity. Given Ji Xinghuo’s understanding of him, cracking the top 100 shouldn’t pose a problem—otherwise, clubs wouldn’t have taken notice and signed him while he was still at Primary Level.
In the evolution of a Mutant, resources are sotis more important than talent.
Many young Mutants actually possess imnse talent but lack resources and opportunities. Starting much further behind others, they end up being buried in obscurity.
"Being an Advanced Mutant is worth such joy..."
"Is the Ether Research Institute so short on cash now that just anybody can enter?"
Ji Xinghuo was feeling happy for his brother when a few mocking voices ca from the couch in front, causing Zhong Ming’s expression to turn sowhat embarrassed.
Ji Xinghuo’s face darkened.
He looked toward those three people; the ones speaking were two who were Legendary powerhouses to him.
There was one more person with his back to him, but even from the silhouette alone, Ji Xinghuo could recognize him—it was "Thousand Illusion Swordsman" Li Xuan, currently Earth’s youngest Heavenly King.
This widely famous internet celebrity Heavenly King was easily identifiable. No matter where he went, he always had two longswords on his back.
His attire was also full of ancient charm—a long robe with blue and green hues, incorporating modern fluid design, exquisitely crafted, with the robe fluttering elegantly, combined with a high bun hairstyle common in ancient tis, making him seem like a swordsman straight out of a fantasy movie with an extraordinary temperant that was unforgettable upon first glance.
With his status as a Heavenly King and formidable strength, coupled with this ancient-thed persona, Li Xuan had captured the love of countless young n and won.
He had fans all over the world, exploding in popularity.
Although Li Xuan ranked at the bottom of Heavenly Kings, his influence and appeal were higher than any internet celebrity or star, taking the self-dia industry to its peak.
As a result, Li Xuan’s inco reached levels beyond what most people could imagine.
The annual seventy-plus billion Ya Yuan cost for a Third-Level Ether Energy Gathering Room was re pocket change for Li Xuan.
Not only did he co here to train, but he also made friends at the Ether Research Institute, covering their fees and developing deep relationships.
Ji Xinghuo had encountered these three a couple of tis before, but they’d never conversed.
It was nothing more than a nodding acquaintance.
Zhong Ming recognized it was Li Xuan as well and shook his head slightly at Ji Xinghuo, murmuring, "Xinghuo, just let it go."
Of course, Ji Xinghuo wouldn’t just let it go.
He imdiately stood up, and instantly, the gazes of a dozen people in the lounge turned towards him as he walked toward Li Xuan and his group.
Li Xuan still had his back to Ji Xinghuo, as if oblivious to everything.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Ji Xinghuo approached Li Xuan but, instead of addressing the two Legendary figures, spoke calmly, "Keep your lackeys in check."
"What did you say?" One of the Legendary figures furiously stood up, glaring at Ji Xinghuo, the other also showing displeasure.
Ji Xinghuo ignored the two n’s threats, knowing that a fight wouldn’t happen in the Ether Research Institute.
"They are my friends," Li Xuan still sat motionless, his arms crossed, speaking with a detached tone, "Please learn so respect before talking to . Just because you’re number one on the ladder doesn’t make you the number one Heavenly King, so arrogant and out of line."
Ji Xinghuo looked directly into Li Xuan’s eyes and suddenly laughed.
"Everyone’s no fool. You have them speak rudely to rub off my popularity and step on in the process?" he addressed directly.
Though Li Xuan was a Heavenly King, he was first and foremost an internet celebrity who had built his empire on it.
What does an internet celebrity desire the most?
Popularity!
With popularity cos exposure, and exposure ans money—the lifeblood of an internet celebrity. And who currently had the largest popularity globally, everyone knew clearly.
Even half a month after topping the ladder, Ji Xinghuo’s online popularity was still unmatched.
Zhao Manying occasionally showcased their affection, sparking conversations.
Ji Xinghuo’s social dia account had exceeded 20 billion followers, but he never posted official content or made any statents; anyone accessing his account would only see that clown image.
That image had beco an abstract culture, spreading like a virus everywhere on the internet.
Initially, Ji Xinghuo had rely picked a random picture.
Due to the picture’s wild proliferation, the rights-holder made a fortune, earning millions of Ya Yuan every day.
Such imnse popularity made countless people envious.
Nurous dia companies and internet celebrity agencies wanted a share of the pie, but they couldn’t get in touch with Ji Xinghuo. Even when people tried to convey ssages through friends, Ji Xinghuo rebuffed them.
Since others couldn’t even et Ji Xinghuo, they were naturally at a loss.
But Li Xuan could et him.
Ji Xinghuo imdiately guessed Li Xuan’s intentions. Whether it resulted in conflict or friendship with him, as long as it sparked a topic, Li Xuan would siphon off so popularity to benefit himself.
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