At these words, Mu Yingluo's heart gave a sudden jolt. "A gesture? What kind of gesture?"
In her view, Su Shi'er had gone around in such a large circle for no other reason than to obtain from her a method to conceal his cultivation and evade the Sacred Spirit Cult's spirit-testing array.
Yet now that he had achieved his goal, he suddenly said something like this.
Though Su Shi'er's reputation had spread far and wide, rumors within Muyun Prefecture claimed that he possessed the worst kind of Mixed Spiritual Roots. Judging his physical body with a secret technique, even if his Spiritual Root was not truly Mixed Spiritual Roots, it was not much better. It was absolutely far from exceptional.
For an ordinary cultivator with such Spiritual Root aptitude, reaching Foundation Establishment in an entire lifetime would already be considered a stroke of luck.
Even with a fortuitous encounter, reaching the Golden Core Realm would likely be the limit. After all, fortuitous encounters in this world had always been things one could encounter but not seek.
One, two, even three or four such encounters could still be explained.
But even the greatest fortuitous encounter would likely be unable to let a cultivator with such Spiritual Root aptitude achieve the Nascent Soul Realm, let alone possess such astonishing strength.
Could it be... that this man secretly cultivated some demonic art or evil technique?
As the thought flashed through her mind, waves of chill instantly surged up from the depths of Mu Yingluo's heart. Her gaze at Su Shi'er was once more filled with vigilance.
As her words fell, her body unconsciously began to retreat slowly.
"Ah... Miss Mu, do not misunderstand. I merely have some information I wish to ask Miss Mu about," Su Shi'er said hurriedly with a smile.
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