"You think highly of Jiang Xuan?"
On the lakeshore, Luo Jingli watched Jiang Xuan's unhurried figure and suddenly turned to Gong Qingyue beside her with a question.
Not everyone had entered Sword Heaven Pool during this trip to the Evolving Immortal Heaven Gate.
Since this place was practically Luo Jingli's home and she could enter whenever she wished, she had not hurried to participate in this operation.
Likewise, Gong Qingyue had not entered either—she had already chosen a Spell Sword here and entered the pool to temper herself before.
Once everyone had entered the pool, only the two of them remained on the shore. With nothing to do and quite curious about Jiang Xuan, Luo Jingli took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Gong Qingyue.
Hearing this, Gong Qingyue nodded without hesitation. "Of course I do. In my eyes, Senior Brother Jiang Xuan is inferior to no one."
That look of longing and admiration made Luo Jingli's delicate brows furrow slightly. Then, she looked at Guan Shaogang with some pity. "Both you and Xingying think so highly of him, and with Senior Brother Zhong Ming's previous prediction... it seems Guan Shaogang will fall short this time. Ninth place will belong to Jiang Xuan."
"That ranking... is barely worthy of you."
The pause and hesitation in the middle revealed Luo Jingli's true thoughts.
However, she was no fool, and she had never had any grudge against Gong Qingyue. Naturally, she would not deliberately say something unpleasant.
In her established understanding, being able to seize ninth place among this group of heaven's chosen was already the ceiling Jiang Xuan could reach.
For Gong Qingyue, with her exquisite looks and enormously wealthy family, this truly could only be called a barely presentable result. Thus, what Luo Jingli had said earlier was