Fu Xue seemed not to hear her. Her eyes were fixed on the phone screen, her mind filled with phrases like "skipping two levels in a row" and "killed three Level Sixes."
Of course, there were also the four words "Yuanshi Tianzun."
Fu Xue's feelings at that moment could not be described with simple words—shock, disbelief, surprise, wild delight, excitement. All sorts of emotions churned within her.
She acknowledged Yuanshi Tianzun's talent; otherwise, she would not have chosen to wait and see. In her assessment, if Yuanshi Tianzun could rise from Level Four to Level Five within three months, then he would have a chance to challenge the Master level within the next two years.
Then she would accept him as her son-in-law.
Conversely, if Yuanshi Tianzun's advancement during the Saint stage proved unremarkable, it would mean his talent had reached its limit. Fu Xue would then choose the Miller Family without hesitation.
No matter what, Fu Xue had never expected this. How long had it even been?
She had only returned from Songhai for a week, and Yuanshi Tianzun had already skipped two levels in a row, becoming one of the finest among the Saint stage.
Even Fu Qingyang had not been so earth-shatteringly extraordinary back then.
After the initial surprise came wild ecstasy, like winning the lottery, finding a priceless chicken-cup porcelain piece for a bargain, or signing an eight-hundred-year business contract.
Setting aside what Fu Qingyang had said about the Fu Family's strategic shift, Yuanshi Tianzun's aptitude alone was enough to leave Fu Xue with nothing to hesitate over.
Compared to marrying Guan Ya into the Miller Family and collecting that meager commission, becoming the mother-in-law of someone with boundless prospects was the true path to the pinnacle of life.
She might even use this to become