"Peak of the Third Level of Xiantian? My cousin's cultivation has actually reached that level?"
Wu Yuqian was once again astonished.
Then she gave the middle-aged beauty a wry smile. "Master, to be honest, even I didn't know my cousin was this strong until just now! He's never shown me his strength, or even mentioned it."
"I see..."
The middle-aged beauty nodded in understanding. Then her gaze returned to Liu Qi on the fighting platform, and she looked thoughtful.
A moment later, she suddenly asked, "Qianqian, your cousin... has he joined a sect?"
Wu Yuqian paused, then immediately understood what her master meant. She shook her head. "No. At least, my cousin has never mentioned joining a sect."
Hearing this, the middle-aged beauty's eyes lit up. "Then tell me, if our Guiyuan Sect offered your cousin a place, do you think he might be willing to join us?"
Wu Yuqian hesitated slightly. "Well... I'm not sure. But, Master, if you really want to recruit my cousin, I can ask him what he thinks."
The middle-aged beauty smiled. "All right. Ask your cousin for me later. If he's willing to join our Guiyuan Sect, we'll do everything we can to cultivate him."
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Yuqian readily agreed.
On the other side, Liu Qi had reached the edge of the fighting platform. Looking down at Xu Wenlong, whom he had just punched off the platform, he sneered. "Looks like you're not all that impressive!"
"You said you'd beat me into a dead dog. Now let's see—which one of us looks more like a dead dog?"
"You..."
Hearing Liu Qi's taunt, Xu Wenlong flew into a rage. He jerked his head up and glared at Liu Qi, but he had no way to refute him.
Seeing him struck speechless, Liu Qi