Jacob nodded and said with a smile, "That's right. She is indeed a Martial Arts God."
The revelation dumbfounded Virgil, whose jaw dropped. He then stared at Sierra in disbelief.
Evidently, none of them believed that a young woman like Sierra could be a Martial Arts God. Sierra noticed their disbelief, so she emitted a little of her aura. In that instant, Virgil and the others could sense the terrifying pressure.
With that, they had no choice but to believe her. Each one of them regarded her with a look of astonishment in their eyes. "Mr. Sullen, w-what is your cultivation level now?"
Virgil asked Jacob.
"Eighth Level Martial Arts Saint…" the latter replied flatly. The moment the few young men heard that Jacob was an Eighth Level Martial Arts Saint, they became even more shocked. After all, Jacob was merely a Greater Martial Arts Marquis when they parted ways at Equatoria Isle.
