Not being valued? What kind of joke was that?
Ming looked at the little girl who was hiding her true strength behind an act of weakness and slightly curled her lips.
Variants were indeed not well regarded among orthodox Elf families, but Vessel Spirits were the exception. They were high-quality variants whose status was almost on par with phoenixes. If phoenixes were naturally born mages, then Vessel Spirits were naturally born Weapon Masters among Elves!
Their unique talent gave them an extremely high proficiency with weapons, as well as the unique ability to alter a weapon's attributes—something other races did not possess. Especially among high-agility families skilled with weapons, such as Windrunners, the Shadowsong Family, and the Holy Church, Vessel Spirits had a status even higher than phoenixes. Their share of resources might not include the portion reserved for the orthodox direct line, but they would absolutely not be neglected when it came to resources.
Among the Shadowsong Family's eleven elders, she remembered that two of them were Vessel Spirits. Their status was no lower than that of the direct-line elders!
It was even more impossible for the little girl before her to be undervalued. Although the child was not a traditional Shadow Elf of the Shadowsong Family, her talent was so high that it could probably rival the imperial clan. How could such an existence not be valued?
Then there was her obviously exaggerated Vessel Spirit talent.
She knew that her master's Azure Heart was a top-tier famous sword forged by the Shen'ao Clan master, Gulidan. For it to resonate so intensely with such a junior, the girl's bloodline talent was probably extraordinary.
At that thought, Ming drew a slight breath and began adjusting it with utmost seriousness, bringing herself into peak condition.
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