Was this what they called a Third-Rate Family?
Yu Nv Wu Gua silently watched the farce unfold. The Divine Art cast by the woman opposite her looked flashy, but its actual quality was shockingly poor!
She was an all-around cultivator. Aside from Prophecy Spell, she had dabbled in nearly every other field of the Mental Department, including Divine Arts, of course. Among all those fields, Divine Arts were one of the few she wasn't particularly interested in. But even when she had first learned that stuff, the results hadn't been as pathetic as this, had they?
There were quite a few elves in the base who had chosen the priest path. The Divine Arts they practiced were the generic goods Boss Xi Ye had bought from the Federation—the kind with terrible quality. But let alone her, even the level-three and level-four priest players in the base could cast them far better than this woman, right?
Besides,
This woman was roughly at the level of someone who had just reached level six, but why did the quality of her Mental Strength feel about the same as that of the level-four players in the base?
And saying they were about the same was only referring to quantity. In terms of quality, they were completely incomparable.
Mental Strength naturally had a quality to it. After all, the capacity of the brain core was limited. As mental professionals, they had to constantly temper their Mental Strength through meditation, condensing its quality. The more material space energy each nanometer of Mental Strength could control, the higher its quality was considered.
At the academy, Mental Strength was divided into five qualities. The first three levels were classified according to the three primary optical colors. Green was the lowest level, blue represented medium quality, and red was