Lin Ming smiled at Nayi's question. He guessed that the so-called God of the Witch's Eye was the Eye Mopan.
He said, "What happened in the Divine Country is a long story, but I did see the God of the Witch's Eye. There are great opportunities there. If you work hard, you might have a chance to be chosen to enter. If that happens, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds." Lin Ming didn't mention that he had passed the seventh level; that would have been far too astounding.
"Me... I could go too?" Hearing Lin Ming's words, Nayi's heart began to race. She craved strength more than anything. Not only did she want to avenge her parents, but she also wanted to rebuild the Na Tribe, and if possible, even avenge her master.
But her master's enemy was an expert at least at the Mid-Stage Postnatal Realm. The gap between her and that level was immense; she might never reach it in her entire lifetime!
