Senior Brother Yan

"Not martial arts?" Chen Chen and Peacock asked in astonishment. "Then... then what was it?"

"This..." Abbess Jingfan was momentarily at a loss for words. "Perhaps qi circulation? Perhaps a stroke of fate? Perhaps a test of one's state of mind? Even I cannot explain it clearly. After all, I participated in the direct selection back then as well, yet I did not succeed. Still, from what Senior Sister Sect Leader meant, martial arts should not be overly important. She also said back then that if my Fantian Cultivation Method could improve further, I might be able to pass the direct selection."

"Oh, Master, then doesn't that mean Senior Sister still has great hope?" Chen Chen said happily.

"Indeed. It is precisely because Peacock has cultivated the Fantian Cultivation Method so well that, although her martial arts are not exceptionally outstanding, the Cult Master still regards her as one of the sect's elites. Didn't she even send Peacock to preside over the rites in Mochou City?"

"Hehe, Senior Sister, if you become Cult Master someday, you must look after this Junior Sister of yours!"

"The eight characters have not even been written with the first stroke yet. What is the point of talking about that?"

Peacock shook her head.

"I'm booking in advance. Your prospects are poor right now, so you are easier to talk to. If you truly pass the direct selection, then it will not be so easy for me to speak up! Better to say it early."

"I know. Who could I neglect and still neglect you? Hurry up and cultivate. Perhaps you will pass the direct selection while I fail!"

"Enough, enough, stop bickering, you two. Do I not have only the two of you as disciples? It is enough if you love each other dearly.