Before Qiushan Jun, Mo Yu had been the world's youngest Star Condensation cultivator. It was only natural that she possessed the qualifications to express her disdain and ridicule for those so-called geniuses of cultivation.
The Divine Empress glanced at her and said, "Do you really believe that Chen Changsheng is messing around?"
Mo Yu's fingers slightly stiffened. Similar to many other powerful figures, she had also secretly gone to the gate of the Orthodox Academy. Of course, those matches were not worthy of her eyes, but she was forced to admit that the innate skill and talent Chen Changsheng displayed through the swords in the hands of those new students were not something she could match up to, whether at his age or at present.
This was a question from the Divine Empress—she could not lie. Lightly biting her lip, she answered, "I was talking about Tang Tang."
