Fang Jing didn't know what Ye Xiao was thinking. She still thought it was all because her talent was deemed poor after the check-up.
Ye Xiao, afraid Fang Jing might sense something, immediately chuckled and said, "You're overthinking, but honestly, your talent isn't that great, it's just average. If I were you, I wouldn't bother with cultivation."
"Average?" Fang Jing's face lit up with excitement upon hearing Ye Xiao's words.
For an ordinary person, finding out she wasn't worthless and actually had average talent meant there was a possibility to strive for something, didn't it?
In other words, if she became a Martial Artist, she would surely save on a lot of cosmetics and skincare costs. Money might not be that important, but constantly thinking about skincare is truly a hassle. As a Martial Artist, enjoying the Heaven and Earth Elements, such skincare concerns would naturally diminish.
