"You flatter me, those are all the results of Mo Hua's own efforts," Qin Ming said. From what he could sense, he believed this person was not simple. In this era of shining stars, he might be able to compete for the title of "Holy Moon," or even approach "Fierce Sun."
Lu Chengyuan said, "You are too modest. I once heard that even Fairy Yan Zhuohua consulted you, wanting to study the Chaos Force."
Qin Ming immediately thought of that lady from Sky City—brow painted in faint ink, clothes tinted in azure mist—a classic beauty, as if she had stepped out from brush and ink paintings.
He said, "Just a simple exchange, it's not considered seeking advice."
He had heard from Su Mohua that Yan Zhuohua was capable of contending for the "Fierce Sun."
Lu Chengyuan asked, "There are rumors that Fairy Yan Zhuohua wishes to temper Pure Yang with Chaotic Heavenly Light, but if she wants to learn Chaos Force, she needs to acknowledge Brother Qin as her master, is that true?"
