Even if it's the Perfect Eighth Order, bringing them into the clan, giving them some share of Heavenly Fate, might enable them to rise like a dragon, far surpassing those in the clan who only have the blood but are just waiting to die.
Her thoughts shifted slightly, a sense of motivation stirring within her.
Xue Qing was already part of the Martial Pavilion, favored by powerful figures; now she had to consider how to bring Zheng Chu under her wing.
The two were not together now, obviously something had gone wrong between them, perhaps this was her chance.
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In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Many small worlds above the Heavenly Abyss City were fully activated, turning into independent battlefields separated by countless layers of space barriers.
