"This is sexy! Healthy sexy!"
The moment Dragonfly Aunt saw Peony, she could not help but start cursing.
"Hehe, what about you? With your mistress not around to keep an eye on you, have you made a move on your master?"
Peony snorted. "My feelings toward the commander are nothing but pure admiration and respect. Thoughts like yours make it hard not to see you as vulgar and depraved... Tsk, so by sexy, you mean muscular? Your thighs have so much muscle, there's not an ounce of beauty to them."
"What do you know!"
A vein bulged on Dragonfly Aunt's forehead.
Wang Jixuan watched them bicker with a smile, then suddenly raised his brows. "I didn't notice earlier. You actually reached S-Class?"
Dragonfly Aunt grinned happily. "Just one of the universal benefits. The Spiritual Practitioners were upgrading us, and my teacher helped me secure a spot. It's a shame they didn't give me a spot for awakening."
"Indeed." Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense freely swept through the surroundings.
—Since he did not know whether the Spiritual Practitioners had any countermeasures, Daoist Wang had not rashly investigated beneath the Ball of Silence.
From what his spiritual sense perceived, the Psionic Capital was now brimming with talent.
Nine months had passed, and the Psionic Capital had gained a huge number of Psionicists.
At this very moment alone, more than a dozen Infusion Experiments were underway at the various Psionic Infusion sites on the third underground level, with thousands of test subjects soaking in pools of Blade Beast Blood.
What had truly allowed the Psionic Capital's strength to soar was the blessing of the Spiritual Practitioners.
The Second Spiritual Practitioner, Wanda, that old man who liked wearing white robes, seemed able to bestow blessings without limit. Large numbers of Psionicists had entered A-Class, while