'But this would disperse this inexplicable phenomenon.'
Although she had never encountered such a phenomenon, it looked for all the world like it was caused by Jiang Man condensing his Golden Core.
"Has there ever been such a massive phenomenon for Core Formation before?" Yan Yiqiu asked, perplexed.
"Of course not. This is caused by the amplification of the Sect's power," a sudden voice said.
Yan Yiqiu turned to see Ji Hao approaching, walking on air.
A book floated before him, and in his hand, he held an indescribable golden brush.
'That bearing…'
'How could he be just a Golden Core cultivator?'
"Mr. Ji, this is…" Yan Yiqiu began to ask.
"It's of no concern. I'm merely making a wager. Failure will have no real consequences," Ji Hao said with a slight smile.
He stood in mid-air, gazing toward the Sixth Courtyard.
Ready to record something at a moment's notice.
Yan Yiqiu was confused, but she didn't dwell on it.
Instead, she kept her eyes fixed on the Sixth Courtyard.
