Xiao Muyu looked at Xia Qingyuan, who was sitting on the lake, and there was a faint sense of envy in her heart. The Great Path was born of the lotus and nourishing the life spirit. This woman's talent seemed unremarkable and lacked outstanding cultivation. But with such an opportunity, she was destined to go through a remarkable transformation.
In hindsight, she could see that although she had paid a lot of attention to this lotus before, her assessment of it was still off. This lotus had already contained spiritual wisdom and was thus able to understand Ye Futian's persuasion. It may have been nurtured by the spirits of the gods or the master of the relic.
Such an opportunity was taken by another when it was so close at hand.
All this was because of that white-haired young man, Ye Futian, from Tianhe Realm.
This b*stard... How dare he claim that he had won by reason?
This was clearly a robbery.