Qin Yi stopped in his tracks. He abruptly looked up and saw a figure in purple robes slowly approaching.
The green-robed boy and some of the other youths nearby also looked over. They were all a little surprised when they saw who it was.
The Ancient Spirit Sect's recruitment rules stipulated that disciples must be under thirteen years of age. This man was clearly well over the age limit, so why was he here?
"I can work a hundred times harder than anyone else, and I pray that my efforts will pay off. But in the end, nothing changes. It always ends in failure."
After a moment of silence, Qin Yi replied with a self-deprecating laugh. 'My talent has determined my path!'
"If I had great talent, I would work even harder. I'd know how to make better use of it than anyone."
Qin Yi quickly added.
But that was all just a hypothetical. Everyone present knew that talent wasn't something you could obtain simply by wishing for it.
