"Yue Xin... I can't be mistaken; she is indeed the girl from Heavenly Mist Palace," Mi Ling thought, her mind spinning in confusion.
While it didn't shock her that Yue Xin had become a disciple of the Chess Paragon—after all, the world is vast, and fortune can find anyone—something felt off.
In Mi Ling's perception, Yue Xin displayed neither fate lines nor the usual aura of destiny. This was utterly unprecedented. Typically, only powerful experts could shroud their fate, but to eliminate it entirely? That was astonishing.
In the past, Mi Ling had scrutinized every member of Heavenly Mist Palace, recalling her initial assessment of Yue Xin. At that time, Yue Xin still bore fate lines; Mi Ling had predicted a bright future for her. Yet, according to Spiritdrift standards, the pinnacle of her potential seemed to be the Spirit Severing Realm.
