"But Su Binglan, and Li Yan, how did they manage to do it? I saw Su Binglan crushing bricks with her bare hands!"
Wen Rou's heart grew increasingly imbalanced. Su Binglan and the others had become peerless masters, capable of taking on ten opponents at once, while she remained as frail as before, prompting her desire to become strong and emerge as a hero of her generation!
What Wen Rou found hardest to adapt to was the fact that Su Binglan and the others would gather together, all discussing True Qi circulation and cultivation progress; Wen Rou could barely get a word in edgewise. If this continued, would she not be left behind?
"We are all goddesses, but can a greenhorn like you compare with us?" Su Binglan laughed.
"I am a goddess too, younger than all of you, you're all getting old!" Wen Rou protested.
