A Life Soul of eight and a half colors.
It was called eight and a half colors because the ninth color was extremely faint.
If one insisted, it could also be considered a nine-colored Heavenly Mandate.
After all, he had never seen what a nine-colored Heavenly Mandate looked like.
So perhaps this was nine-colored after all.
Good heavens.
Chen Wen took several deep breaths before calming himself down.
A cursed person, yet one with an eight-and-a-half-colored Heavenly Mandate.
This was simply too outrageous.
At this moment, he finally understood why Zhuge Qishu possessed such a Cultivation Level at only eighteen.
This was what true exceptional talent looked like.
At the thought of this, Chen Wen could not help sighing again.
"What is it? Did I scare you silly?"
Seeing Chen Wen fall silent as his expression kept changing, Ji Luo Ruhua could not help asking.
Chen Wen drew a deep breath and calmed his thoughts. "Yes. I was nearly scared senseless."
"An eighteen-year-old second-tier Great Emperor Will cultivator... it's too unbelievable."
Luo Ruhua sighed as well. "Yes, it's simply unbelievable."
"If everyone connected to her did not die, I'm afraid many factions would be trying to recruit her."
Chen Wen did not deny any of it.
Because it was the truth.
Anyone who was not an idiot would know that someone like this had limitless prospects.
But what intrigued him even more was how a six-year-old girl had survived.
If no benefactor had helped her, or if Zhuge Qishu had possessed no means of protecting herself...
Then it truly defied all logic.
"Alright, don't overthink it. If she really comes near you, just keep your distance from her."
Luo Ruhua glanced at Chen Wen and said.
Chen Wen nodded. "I will. No one cherishes their life more than I do."