"By the way, what's up with the Swift Phoenix, why is it lying on the ground, not getting up?" Tan Xianglan, oblivious to what happened after she fainted, asked curiously, "Oh, did you defeat it, and now it's kneeling and begging for mercy?"
"It is indeed kneeling and begging for mercy, but it wasn't defeated by me, it was defeated by you."
"By me?"
Tan Xianglan was taken aback, then widened her eyes, "What did you just say, the Swift Phoenix was defeated by me?"
"Haha, yes, do you know about your own physique?" Chen Tianlong didn't answer directly. If she herself didn't know, then he might as well not say anything, lest it confuse her even more.
"Physique? What physique, I don't know. Ah? Could it be that my physique can't cultivate?" Tan Xianglan suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"...." Chen Tianlong was speechless for a moment, this girl's mind is really all over the place, hard to fathom: "It's nothing."
