Li Feng's eyes snapped open, his sharp gaze fixed on Yun Qianyue.
Shi Meng stopped looking around and turned to look as well.
At his words, Yun Qianyue tilted her head slightly. The purple veil fluttered, revealing eyes that were as clear as ever, yet seemed even more profound than before.
She didn't deny it, merely nodding lightly. Her voice was as cool as ever but carried a captivating serenity.
"Yes. By a stroke of luck, I broke through to the Late Stage of Eighth Grade last night."
Although he had expected it, hearing the confirmation with his own ears still caused a flicker of unconcealable shock in Li Feng's eyes.
Shi Meng was even more direct, blurting out, "You're already… at the Late Stage of Eighth Grade?!"
Among the new disciples of the Seven Sects, those who had reached the Middle Stage of Eighth Grade were few and far between.
