"She really has the recognition of the sword!"
You Su was sincerely happy for the young girl.
Ji Lingruo froze in place, seemingly lost in thought, unable to believe she had truly achieved it.
Her best achievement was forcing a ghost mite an entire major realm stronger than her to use a deadly poison it normally wouldn't, but in the end, it was You Su who saved her.
So she wasn't very confident in herself, even though her senior brother and master praised her, which she appreciated, she only considered herself a somewhat talented female sword cultivator.
But it wasn't until the moment the immortal sword acknowledged her that she realized she was indeed a one-in-a-million genius.
She casually swung the sword, and a towering ancient pine not far away shook slightly before its lush green canopy slowly fell in the cold wind, revealing the smooth, prominent annual rings.
Seeing this sight, her eyes warmed, and tears fell uncontrollably.
"Wuwuwu..."
