章 1621: Never Formally Acknowledge a Master Again

Qiao Mu lifted her petite hand, and a meandering water spirit stream weaved between her fingers.

Yun Cong was startled. "Sacred water."

The water stream in Qiao Mu's hand abruptly congealed into a ball of water and bobbed up and down above her petite palm.

Witnessing this, Yun Cong nodded. "Even before breaking through to the spiritual realm, you're able to…"

Before he could finish speaking, the water spirit in Qiao Mu's hand abruptly transformed into snow and ice.

She waved her fair hand, and the snowflake flew out, striking the crimson mountain wall.

After several strikes, a uniform line of tiny holes had punctured the sturdy mountain wall with incomparable precision.

Yun Cong's gaze changed. He collected himself before praising Qiao Mu, "Not bad. You are already able to condense water into ice and melt ice into snow. Your basic manipulation of spiritual energy is rather perfected.