Lu Yaoyao's entire aura seemed lively, faintly giving off an oppressive feeling.
Yan Xiaohu's eyes were full of disbelief, and he blurted out, "Did you break through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage?"
Lu Yaoyao happily nodded and responded, "Yes, I just broke through not long ago. Senior Brother Yan, where is Senior Brother Zhou?"
"Don't call me senior brother anymore. From now on, I'll call you senior sister. It's too demoralizing!"
Yan Xiaohu looked bitter. When he himself was in the late Golden Core Realm, Lu Yaoyao had just been accepted as a disciple by Master, not even having stepped into the threshold of cultivation.
But now, she had surpassed him just like that.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yaoyao quickly waved her hands and said seriously, "Senior Brother Yan, don't joke. You will always be the senior brother I respect the most. By the way, where is Senior Brother Zhou?"
Yan Xiaohu scratched his head. Why did this question sound so familiar?
