For the past few days, Wu Tian had been spending all his time with Qin Yuhan and the little one.
The little one often waved a large jar in front of Qin Yuhan and Qin Zhengyang, leaving them dumbfounded. When they tried to lift the jar, they felt its immense weight, yet in the little one's hands, it seemed as light as a feather. This made Qin Zhengyang exclaim, "Could this be what the rumors speak of—a woman born for the Martial Path?"
"No, I'm still a girl," the little one promptly retorted with a stern expression.
"Yes, yes, yes." In the end, Qin Zhengyang was the one to admit defeat.
What Wu Tian hadn't expected was that Qin Yuhan also harbored a tenacious spirit. She was deeply troubled by having a so-called 'dud' constitution, unsuitable for cultivation. This, coupled with her discomfort over a recent incident involving the collaboration with Europe's top-tier Rothschild Family, led her to ask the little one about cultivation.
