Ji Yuan was now laughing when all the 300 mortal cultivators had completed their run; they all had delightful faces and they were feeling highly motivated.
For the very first time in their lives, they all feel like they were the winners and the champions.
"So now, we all get to become the sons and daughters of the heavens?"
Ji Yuan laughed jovially, "That is right."
All the mortal cultivators were extremely delighted and their morale was now unbeatable!
Fairy Anyang sighed softly as she said with great sarcasm to Ji Yuan, "Running one mile in one hour? Even a tortoise can beat it."
Ji Yuan frowned, "A tortoise definitely can't beat that unless it is an immortal tortoise. But the size of that thing is already more than ten miles and it can move one mile with every step."
Fairy Anyang laughed, "Precisely. I am referring to the immortal tortoise."
Ji Yuan: …
He was actually being sarcastic.
