Bai Mu: I Really Want to Improve! | Qian Renxue: Why Are You Laughing, Brother Bai? | Setting a Trap

"Level forty."

Bai Mu smiled faintly and said.

"What a genius, reaching level fo—hm?! How much did you say?"

Qian Renxue praised him instinctively.

The teacup in her hand suddenly trembled as she stared at Bai Mu in disbelief.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I am currently level forty," Bai Mu said calmly, watching the stunned "Xue Qinghe" with interest.

The shock in her eyes did not seem feigned!

In fact, Qian Renxue's astonishment truly was not an act!

She was genuinely stunned!

"Level forty—twelve years old—level fo—"

Qian Renxue murmured under her breath, repeating it over and over.

She, Qian Renxue, was the continent's greatest genius, with Innate Soul Power at level twenty!

Yet even so, when she was twelve, she had only just surpassed level forty.

This earth-shattering talent had always been the greatest pride in her heart!

In her eyes, only her Twin Martial Souls "elder sister," Spirit Hall's Pope Bibi Dong, could barely compare to her.

But now?

An ordinary boy with no background had nearly caught up to her at the age of twelve?

She had lacked neither background, opportunity, nor talent!

What was more—

"I read Brother Bai's records back then. If I remember correctly, your Innate Soul Power was only level one, and three years ago, when you were nine, you were merely level eleven, right? Three years, twenty-nine levels—if you absorbed a Spirit Ring now, you could probably rise another level—this is simply unbelievable—"

A bitter smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, one that came from the bottom of her heart.

She had disguised herself as Xue Qinghe for many years, and her Soul Power cultivation had been forced to fall behind considerably. Now, in her twenties, she still needed quite some time before breaking through to Spirit Saint.

She fully believed that