Bi Sheng had lived for nearly 120 years. Thanks to the resurgence of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, he could use the Taoist Sect's secret martial arts to live for several more years, and he was even aided by Treasure Medicines. The young Su Wanqing simply couldn't compare.
Bi Sheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his leisurely tone tinged with arrogance. "Su Girl, I entered the Qi Cultivation Ninth Realm at the age of forty-five. Your progress..."
He shook his head with profound meaning and let out a soft "tsk," his expression full of smug satisfaction.
"Ultimately, you're still lacking."
At his words, Su Wanqing's delicate brows furrowed in anger. The Sword Box at her waist sprang open three inches with a sharp SHING, revealing a flash of cold light that just as quickly vanished.
She pressed down on the Sword Box, her knuckles turning white. Her mind was in turmoil, and her expression flickered with uncertainty.
'I can attack. Of course, I can attack.'
