"It was the God of Love!"
Wang Sheng paused slightly at that, then looked at the Lovesick Heartbreak Red martial soul in Si Miao's hand.
This martial soul really was unexpected... Thinking back on everything from when he had met Si Miao before...
Wang Sheng could not help smiling. Lovesick Heartbreak Red paired with the God of Love—actually, it was not bad!
Xi Xuan, Han Qin, Chu Yun, and Zhi Rong looked at one another.
"A god?"
That single word, to the four of them, was a legend among legends.
And now, the person before them was actually saying Si Miao might become a god. Si Miao had also said this person had obtained some kind of divine position!
This had far exceeded their worldview.
For a moment, each of them was a little dumbfounded.
Especially Xi Xuan, Han Qin, and Chu Yun—the way they looked at Wang Sheng and Si Miao changed.
Of course, it was not reverence or fear.
It was full of pity.
Because in the three of their eyes, Wang Sheng and Si Miao had completely gone mad!
Only at level one hundred could one become a god!
But in this world, they had never even heard of anyone reaching level ninety-nine.
Perhaps there were some!
But level one hundred? In tens of millions of years, when had even one person ever reached it?
Even Zhi Rong, their teacher, who knew Wang Sheng's identity, thought the same.
All right!
Taking a step back, Wang Sheng truly was the greatest genius in tens of millions of years, so there was a tiny possibility... After all, he was already titled at such a young age.
But what about Si Miao? She was only a six-ring Spirit Emperor.
Whether she could reach the height of a Title Douluo in