If having a thick skin counted as a weapon, her auntie would probably be invincible by now, Xu Yiyi thought. She carried the Yunxiao Sword on her back and jumped down from the city wall, surrounded by respectful and emotional gazes.
At just six years old, her cultivation boundary was higher than that of some old-timers who had cultivated for hundreds of years. The Golden Core cultivators from the Yunxiao Sect, as well as the other sects and pavilions, all shook their heads in unison. If they possessed such astonishing talent, could they have stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm? Perhaps they could have even glimpsed the world beyond it, their vision no longer limited to this tiny Earth.
The young are truly formidable. This thought rose in everyone's mind simultaneously.
"Yiyi, come over and sit."
