"Master, I understand."
It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel guilty. Yaya had worked hard enough recently. However, no matter how hard she tried, she was still an early-stage Perfected Immortal cultivator.
Such strength was actually heaven-defying for a person like her who had just entered the sect. However, compared to her senior sisters, that was not enough.
It was no wonder that she felt a little inferior. If not for her master's help back then, she probably wouldn't have been able to reach this step. Coupled with his many graces and the million-mile trial path, it could be said that she had improved greatly, but this was far from enough.
One had to know that her senior sisters back then did not have such good resources like her. Not to mention the Primordial Chaos Immortal grade, they did not even have immortal-grade spirit medicines.
They had relied on low-level inferior precious medicine and constant tempering to reach this point.
