Envy

What Madam Sang had said wasn’t wrong at all: He hadn’t yet cultivated for ten thousand years; he had an incredibly high comprehension of the world; and he was from a material world. All of this most likely implied that he was a Material Realm Lord.

"I was just fortunate." Xue Ying laughed, naturally admitting it.

"A Material Realm Lord? He’s truly a Material Realm Lord?" The surrounding Deities that had passed the selections were all startled and looked at Xue Ying enviously. The red-haired male with half a mask was also looking at him with a complex expression, as if he couldn’t be jealous. Even Seventh Mei Yu, who had an extremely high status, looked toward Xue Ying in shock. He uncontrollably blurted out, "I’m truly envious of Brother Dong Bo."

"Hahaha…"