At those words.
Lin Feiyan's eyes lit up, and her interest immediately stirred.
"Me first, me first!"
She patted her chest, looking proud. "I am Lin... ahem, Gong Shaoqi, of the chessmaster seven pieces cultivation level. My greatest specialty is killing arts!"
Having said that.
She cast a discreet glance at Jiang Yuechu, who sat opposite with her eyes closed, resting.
Clearly, she wanted to tell Jiang Yuechu that she had only been so easily subdued earlier because physical combat was not her specialty...
Yet Jiang Yuechu remained seated quietly, as though she had heard nothing at all.
Lin Feiyan felt helpless and pursed her lips in disappointment.
Seeing that his senior sister had finished, the boy beside her could only steel himself and speak.
"I am... Lin Feiyan."
The boy's face flushed slightly, his voice a little tight. "My cultivation is at chessmaster five pieces. I am not skilled at fighting others head-on, only somewhat versed in formations and talismans."
Oh?
At those words.
Both Chen Yuan and Su Liu looked startled, turning toward the boy with surprise in their eyes.
In the Cloud-Dream Realm, Chessmaster Realm cultivators who specialized in formations and talismans were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
Killing arts were certainly formidable, but when it came to trapping enemies, protecting formations, or even killing foes above one's level.
A cultivator well versed in formations could often turn heaven and earth around in a desperate situation!
Respect immediately grew on Chen Yuan's face. "I would never have guessed that Fellow Daoist Lin was proficient in such profound methods. With your help on this expedition, we truly are a tiger granted wings."
The praise left the boy somewhat flustered. He waved his hands repeatedly and looked to his senior sister for help.
Lin Feiyan, however,