Bai Qing only looked at her without speaking. She waited for a while, and seeing that he showed no intention of objection, she then stroked Qi Zai's crown feathers preparing to take her leave.
At that moment, Bai Qing suddenly said, "Ning Xiaoxian, are you willing to join the Chaoyun Sect under me?"
His voice was not loud, but his words struck her like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky, buzzing in her ears. Even Nangong Zhen, who was sitting beside him, was taken aback.
She looked at Bai Qing, seeing his serious expression, entirely unlike someone joking—he did not seem like a man with a sense of humor. "Sect Leader Bai, I am someone without a Spirit Root." She could not learn the Divine Skills of the Human Clan.
As soon as she spoke, Nangong Zhen's eyebrows furrowed. If this young lady lacked a Spirit Root, she would be incapable of cultivation, but he and Bai Qing both knew she possessed Divine Skills. It seemed she must have found some accommodating method.
