In all honesty, Mo Cheng had never thought Li Meirong could possibly become a talented cultivator on her own merit. He had known her at her most pitiful state, when she had just joined the sect, and his impression of her had remained unchanged. Considering Li Meirong's average spiritual foundation, in addition to her lack of skill or backing, Mo Cheng had assumed she would remain as an outer sect disciple, at least until the moment she'd gain a sense of understanding to come to him, pleading for aid.
However, back when Li Meirong had visited his residence, and had thrown Shu Qianqian across the room, Mo Cheng realized that he had been mistaken.
The tides have turned. Something had changed dramatically.
The young, scarred maid with only an average foundation, who possessed a furnace body, had found a way, without his help, to ascend in power. Her cultivation growth was entirely inhuman.
