"What realm is that Holy Son whatever in?" Qin He asked curiously.
Those great clans all loved to come up with titles like Holy Son, Divine Maiden, Chief Disciple, and the like. They did have real strength, and the titles sounded impressive enough, but Qin He truly felt nothing about them.
Wu De and Fahai—weren't they both chief disciples and heaven-proud talents?
Great Immortal Green Ox usually beat up the old ones. He had no interest in the young.
"Shh!"
Hui Miqiu hurriedly hushed him, looking around in alarm. "Master, you must watch your words. The Blood Raven Clan's Holy Son's might shakes the Western Regions, and his status is exalted. He is not someone to discuss lightly. If someone from the Blood Raven Clan overhears and misunderstands something, that would be bad."
"So secretive?" Qin He asked in surprise. With a flick of his finger, he cast a Soundproofing Technique. "It's soundproof now. Speak freely—no one can hear us."
Only then did Hui Miqiu relax. "Yes... Master, it is said that the Blood Raven Clan's Holy Son has already broken through to the Divine Bridge Realm. He is a genius the Blood Raven Clan sees only once in a thousand years, and great hopes have been placed upon him. Otherwise, that Black Nest would not dare run rampant through the city."
"Divine Bridge Realm?" Qin He could not help feeling a trace of envy. A great reputation was never without substance. Reaching the Divine Bridge Realm at such a young age truly gave one the capital to be proud.
He had muddled along for so long, endured a heavenly punishment lightning tribulation, and swallowed vast quantities of Beast Crystals, yet he had only reached the great completion of the Gushing Spring Realm. He did not even know where he