Just moments after the three left.
Above the old alley.
A faint ring of cloud-patterned ripples suddenly spread through the air.
A luxurious phoenix palanquin, gilded all over and inlaid with purple jade phoenix patterns, slowly materialized.
A thin layer of spiritual mist curled around it, holding the phoenix palanquin aloft in midair.
Inside the palanquin, the bead curtain was half raised, light and shadow interlacing.
Ye Zizhen reclined sideways on a soft couch covered in fox fur. Her rose-red nails pinched a gleaming spirit fruit as her gaze remained fixed in the direction the three had gone.
"Miss, this Young Master Shen possesses remarkable combat talent. His grasp of battle opportunities and use of the sword are truly extraordinary..."
Zhu'er, standing at her side, withdrew her gaze, unable to conceal the astonishment in her voice.
"He was clearly only at Mid-Stage Transformation Force, yet his true strength did not lose to Perfected Transformation Force... Even the gifted peers of our Black Phoenix Blessed Land were likely no better than this, were they?"
"The few in the Blessed Land?"
Ye Zizhen withdrew her gaze, gave a disdainful laugh, and shook her head.
"A flock of greenhouse sparrows raised in comfort within the Blessed Land. They merely wore a cultivation realm on their backs, Blessed Land bugs who had never endured life-and-death slaughter. How were they worthy of comparison with someone who had fought his way up step by step from a humble beginning?"
"In the entire Black Phoenix Blessed Land, only Ye Yao and Ye Huaping could be considered in the same league as him at his age."
Surprise appeared on Zhu'er's face as she said softly.
"This... Miss, the Fourth Young Master and Ninth Young Miss are outstanding talents qualified to attend the Chijiang Gathering and contend with the