Seeing the trust in the eyes of Wei Jianxing and his four companions as they looked at Zhang Yuan, Cao Xu hesitated, wanting to say something.
Clearing away the Corpse Tide within a radius of three hundred thousand meters in an instant-such power was indeed tremendous, far beyond her right to criticize. His strength fully matched his position as an academy libationer, and even exceeded it.
But while his strength was real, so was this Daoist's lecherousness. For a moment, she did not know what to say.
"You know him too?"
Wei Liu raised her head, Zhang Yuan's figure reflected in her eyes, and asked.
Cao Xu hesitated for a while. In the end, she refrained from speaking ill of him behind his back and stuck to the facts. "We met once. I never imagined he was this powerful... he truly deserves admiration."
After she finished speaking, the black-and-gold divine radiance enveloping the three-hundred-thousand-meter radius receded. Darkness returned to their surroundings, and they could only see by the light of their torches.
Wei Liu withdrew her gaze, glanced at Cao Xu's somewhat conflicted expression, and said coolly:
"Hmph, what's there to admire? He's only... so-so. Besides, that Daoist has flaws by the bucketload. His Daoist arts are just a little stronger, that's all. There's nothing worth admiring."
Hearing the slight hostility in Wei Liu's words, Cao Xu's eyes brightened. Thinking she had found a kindred spirit, she immediately added:
"Yes, yes, that Daoist really isn't a good man..."
Before she could finish, Wei Liu's brows snapped into a fierce line at her opening words, and she immediately retorted:
"Not a good man? What about him isn't good? If he isn't a good man, then there are no good men in the world! You'd better explain yourself, or I won't let