Every two or three days, a trace of opportunity mixed with profound mysteries would leak out.
Song Weiwei caught it and tried her best to comprehend it. Then, her realm soared.
Her cultivation base, which was originally at the fourth level of the Divine Ability Realm, had broken through to the seventh level of the Divine Ability Realm after a period of stagnation!
Her cultivation had risen three levels.
In her sect, she was undoubtedly the number one prodigy among her peers.
And it wasn't just her cultivation level.
Song Weiwei looked at Xuan Yi, and the thought of brandishing a sword sprouted in her mind. Occasionally, there would be a trace of profound sword intent that seemed to contain a great amount of sword intent from Xuan Yi's body. At the slightest contact, she would feel that the sword light was as vast as the ocean, and it was difficult to estimate.
