"Once, there was a genius, a monster right before my eyes, and I didn't cherish her..."
"Only when I lost her did I regret it beyond all remedy."
"If Heaven gave me another chance, forget two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins—even two million, twenty million Gold Soul Coins wouldn't make me so much as frown!"
Ning Fengzhi was numb. He felt that the greatest mistake of his life had been giving up on that auction.
If time could turn back, he would definitely return to the past and slap himself twice.
A monster like Chiyu was truly worth it!
Not yet sixteen years old, a level forty-eight Soul Ancestor, with two purple and two black soul rings.
Forget seeing one—he had never even heard of such a thing!
It would have been one thing if such a monster belonged to another faction.
But she had once merely been an auction item!
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacked everything except money!
"Fengzhi, don't blame yourself."
Chen Xin patted Ning Fengzhi on the shoulder as he spoke.
It was too late to say anything now.
Self-reproach was meaningless. What mattered was how they could make up for this mistake.
Gu Rong remained silent at the side. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Fengzhi, Jian Ren!"
"Zhongli said in front of everyone that he didn't care whom Chiyu took as her master!"
"As long as we don't use any underhanded methods and openly take her as a disciple..."
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin froze at those words. After giving it some thought, delight appeared on their faces. According to the report, Zhongli had indeed said that.
Since Zhongli did not care who took Chiyu as a disciple, didn't that mean the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still had a chance?
As for the