The woman had a pale, moon-white crescent mark imprinted between her brows. Her eyes were cold, and her face was breathtakingly beautiful, yet her entire bearing was as cool and distant as the moon.
The doll-faced female cultivator nodded obediently at her words, though a sly gleam still danced in her eyes. Then she smiled again.
"Sister Yue, didn't you say earlier that this man had extraordinary abilities and must be someone remarkable? That if you had the chance, you could befriend him and exchange insights on cultivation? Now... this is a rare opportunity. Why not hurry over and introduce yourself?"
The woman's breath caught. Gritting her teeth, she quickly glanced at Su Shi'er. Seeing that he seemed not to have heard, she visibly breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
Then she turned and glared at the doll-faced female cultivator before her, scolding softly, "You little brat, all you ever do is spout nonsense."
As she spoke, her beautiful eyes shifted, while her entire being still radiated a cool, aloof air.
Yet she could not help letting her peripheral gaze fall on Su Shi'er once more.
At that moment, curiosity flickered in her cold eyes. She was curious about Su Shi'er, puzzled by his complete lack of reaction, and even more curious about the world outside.
But before she could act, an arrogant voice suddenly rang out.
"Hmph! Junior Sister Yue, you give this man far too much credit."
"Look at how vigorous his blood and vital energy are. Where is there the slightest sign of an unhealed injury?"
"Besides, even if his injuries haven't healed, judging by the cultivation and strength he's displaying now, I wouldn't believe for a moment that he could defeat a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse-even if he were twice as strong!"
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