Jiang Ding stared at the hundreds of Heaven Light Dao Troop seals in his Sea of Consciousness, lost in thought.
The Tushan maiden group, their paths were not the same as his.
He could wait for hundreds of years, even enter a Sleeping Hidden Realm to sleep for thousands of years, and still remain, his prospects still as bright as ever, unchanged.
But these maidens no longer had that kind of confidence.
Not to mention a few hundred years, even if they lay in hiding for a hundred years, their paths would probably end, including those maidens with Sky Spiritual Roots.
Because cultivation is a continuous process, missing a hundred years' gap would likely turn the advancement to Nascent Soul into wishful thinking.
Sky Spiritual Roots are useless.
In the ranks of Nascent Soul Cultivators, Sky Spiritual Roots are not considered exceptional talent, only common, without dragging their feet.
"But what does this have to do with me?"
Jiang Ding said to himself.
