After leaving the Weapon Forging Hall, Cao Xuan's gaze had not once shifted away from Mu Zi.
"Little Senior Sister, your talent is truly breathtaking!"
This somewhat quiet woman now expressed her praise for Mu Zi without the slightest restraint.
Mu Zi had only just arrived at the Qianhai Sect, yet with a casual display, she had shown a level of weapon forging that surpassed every disciple.
Not only that, the little vermilion bird she had summoned was terrifyingly powerful too!
And that was probably only the tip of the iceberg of Mu Zi's strength. As Cao Xuan watched the "petite" woman beside her, she suddenly felt that Mu Zi had become somewhat unfathomable.
While she was amazed, a bitter feeling also welled up in Cao Xuan's heart.
This little senior sister was not only powerful, but her ability to refine spiritual treasures was also extremely high. Cao Xuan truly had no idea how she cultivated.
In order to improve her strength, Cao Xuan had already devoted all her energy to cultivation. She simply had no time to study such "side paths" as weapon forging and pill refining.
But even so, her strength was still far inferior to Mu Zi's, and this made her feel a wave of dejection.
Before Mu Zi's stunning talent, Cao Xuan felt such an intense sense of defeat for the first time.
She had always considered herself one of the finest in the Qianhai Sect, but at this moment, she had no choice but to admit that the gap between herself and Mu Zi was like a heavenly chasm.
"Junior Apprentice Sister Cao."
Just then, Mu Zi's gentle and clear voice rang beside her ear, like a spring breeze brushing her face, softly sweeping away the gloom in her heart.
Cao Xuan lowered her head