Yu Yao turned his head and saw her incredulous expression, chuckled, and said, "If Miss Ning were an ordinary person, why would Senior Brother Quan have fallen for her?" It dawned on Mei Wanting, realizing that since Ning Xiaoxian was also a cultivator, the transmissions under the arena were most likely her doing. She owed her such a huge favor, yet she had treated her as an ordinary mortal who came to help in Guangcheng Palace and even brought her here.
Her face turned red, and after a long while, she rolled her eyes and grabbed Yu Yao, insisting that he tell her everything about Ning Xiaoxian.
At this moment, Ning Xiaoxian had already arrived at the scripture tower in front of Guangcheng Palace. A year ago, Miss Mei was a noble figure that she, a talentless person with No Spiritual Root, must look up to. Now, whether it was cultivation or experience, she had not only caught up but left her behind. The rise and fall in the mortal world really had no fixed pattern.
