Yan Yun kept her gaze fixed on Chu Xingchen and transmitted her voice:
"What? Have you been studying the Heavenly Derivation Art too? Talking in circles isn't your habit."
Chu Xingchen raised his brows slightly and continued transmitting his voice:
"Naturally, it's because I can't say. If it were something I could tell everyone, you'd have gone swimming through her divine sense long ago."
"My body is far too precious now. I wouldn't dare risk it."
Yan Yun turned her gaze back to the two people sparring. Since Chu Xingchen was unwilling to talk, there was little point in pressing him.
Since Uncle-Master Bai was willing to let her see her sea of consciousness, that at least meant Uncle-Master Bai was willing to trust Chu Xingchen.
That was enough. Anything more was for her master to worry about.
Just a few casual glances told her that both possessed the makings of exceptional talents.
Their divine abilities were steady and polished, their spiritual energy dense and flawless, and their foundations solid.
Both had been tempered, too, and should have ventured out into the world. Their moves and responses followed sound methods.
At the very least, even back when she was in the Nascent Soul Realm, she would not have dared claim certain victory against either of them in a spar.
Sure enough, great fortunate ones were like surging waves on rivers and seas, bound to meet as the swells drove them onward.
"Who do you think will win?" Chu Xingchen asked casually.
Yan Yun watched for a while before answering, "Li Yingling, probably."
Wang Lin wore a solemn expression, hardly daring to look directly at Yan Yun as she chatted with Chu Xingchen.
Although he had entered the inner sect some time ago, his status was merely higher than an outer