The White Emperor was very confident.
So many years had passed. As a mother, did she still not understand her own daughter?
Yue Wuxia was obedient and gentle, with a temperament like an orchid. She possessed Spirit Qi. Moreover, she was an Emperor Son, her body coursing with Emperor Blood, and she had an astonishing talent for cultivation.
Not only that, she was beautiful and ethereal, a true sprite of the human world, untouched by worldly troubles.
No matter from what angle one looked at her, Yue Wuxia was perfect, far surpassing ordinary beings.
She had always felt proud of this fact. If it weren't for the fact that she herself was an Emperor Realm powerhouse, making Yue Wuxia's path to Tao Verification hopeless, Yue Wuxia might have already stepped into an invincible state.
She lifted the corners of her mouth, teasing, "I didn't expect you to have entered Reincarnation."
