Over the past month, they had constantly been seeking someone who could break through the barriers.
Anyone who came to see Taixu Zi was questioned without exception.
They would not give up as long as there was any glimmer of hope to meet Taixu Zi.
Hearing her inquire about his strength, Feng Yueya did not hide it and honestly answered her, "I am currently a Seventh Rank Sword Master."
"What? Just a Seventh Rank Sword Master?!" The young man from before let out an incredulous exclamation of surprise.
There was no doubt that his voice was filled with disdain.
And he looked down on Feng Yueya even more than before.
Seeing that he was about eighteen or nineteen years old, Feng Yueya decided not to take issue with him.
Young people always have a bit of arrogance, she understood.
Thinking of herself, a woman nearing forty in her two lives combined, she disdained to argue with such a brat.
