Boomboom
Lu Zhengs eyes went wide. The heart that had only just begun to feel a little better was once again dealt a merciless blow!
There really is a ninth-grade spiritual root, only... only... it isnt me...
As the former ninth-grade spiritual root, how could he possibly bear such a huge fall?
His blood and qi churned violently within him. Unable to hold back any longer, he spat out a great mouthful of bloody mist on the spot, collapsed limply to the ground, and kept convulsing.
Xu Yining was just as badly shaken.
Her fists clenched tight, she could not accept it and said, There really is a ninth-grade spiritual root in Guzhou City? Could it not be that something went wrong with the testing tower?
Deputy Pavilion Master Chen said, Though I do why the testing towers bronze ruler measured a mediocre talent of mid-level third grade as having the result of a ninth-grade spiritual root...
But Guzhou City does indeed have a true ninth-grade spiritual root.
The daughter of the Qingyun Sect Master saw that person not long ago, and even admitted she was inferior.