Ji Changsheng remained silent for a moment, and waved to the back.
After a while, a woman who was unfamiliar to everyone appeared next to Ji Changsheng.
But the elders of Cinnabar-Azurite Pavilion's eyes brightened in unison.
"Is this the Heart of the Zither, the Soul of the Sword?"
"She has the same level of talent as Qinglian."
"Indeed, it is the Heart of the Zither, the Soul of the Sword. If she joins Cinnabar-Azurite Pavilion, she will definitely achieve the Golden Core within ten years."
Ji Changsheng: "..."
For a moment, he was unclear whether this elder from the Cinnabar-Azurite Pavilion was praising Zhuo Fanghua for having high talent or low talent.
After all, it had taken him less than ten days to form his Golden Core.
Cough, cough.
This woman, of course, was Zhuo Fanghua.
Thank you, darling.
Although Lady Hehuan felt she couldn't cover for Ji Changsheng and let him go find Fairy Linglong for protection, she was still assisting Ji Changsheng.