"Wushuang, don't waste your talent for nothing because of your greed."
Elder Mi Feng sighed in his heart.
Facing Jian Wushuang, he had the heart to cherish a talent. Otherwise, he would not have directly spoken out to protect Jian Wushuang at the entrance of the God Refining Sect and brought him back to the God Refining Sect. He had directly omitted countless cumbersome steps in the middle.
The current God Refining Sect seemed powerful and had dominated a region, but in reality, it was already lacking in successors.
In his opinion, Jian Wushuang was the person who could carry the God Refining Sect in the future.
While he was thinking, Jian Wushuang had already crossed the middle of the mountain and continued to walk toward the top.
Furthermore, he was extremely close to the peak of the mountain!
A coffin made of ice appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
