"Master, I'm no goddess," Gumiho whimpered, her eyes trembling. She was sitting on the ground at the bottom of the Spirit Mountain, her knees clasped to her chest and her chin resting upon them. "I'm just trash."
The path to the zenith of the mountain was littered with broken trees, potholes, and scorched earth, the result of the intense duel the duo had just fought.
"You don't need to feel so down," Maximilian tried to coax her, sitting beside her.
She immediately created a distance of two feet, giving him a sharp glare as if all of this were his fault. "I'm as powerful as an Eternal Sage Cultivator, yet I still cannot defeat you. Forget about defeating you, I couldn't even land a single meaningful strike."
Maximilian had fought her while completely suppressing his Soulforce to that of a True Sage Realm cultivator. But that still didn't change the fact that he possessed a Divine Artifact and vast battle experience.
