The Flying Ship pierced the clouds, soaring across the heavens.
Pei Jingque stood aboard the Flying Ship, hands clasped behind her back. Her eyes swept over the gathered disciples, and a small smile touched her lips.
In recent years, because they had lowered the entry requirements, the number of Inner Sect Disciples in the Dragon Head Lineage had multiplied several times over.
More,
but that didn't mean a drop in quality.
More and more disciples were maturing, and those Breaking Two Acupoints or Breaking Three Acupoints were now commonplace.
Given time, these young disciples would surely become Middle-Stage Innate Qi Refiners, the future pillars of the Dragon Head Lineage.
Seeing these vibrant young people, the gloom in Pei Jingque's heart lifted.
'The future is bright!'
When her gaze landed on one person in particular, the smile on her face grew wider, and she spoke slowly:
"When Junior Sister Zhongli told me, I found it hard to believe. I never imagined..."
