"I bear... the heavenly destiny?"
Chen Nuanyu asked in confusion, raising her head to look at that immensely imposing elder of the Western Sect.
A Venerate.
The elder was a hundred zhang tall and had carved a mountain into a great seat, sitting upon it with strands of white beard hanging down, reaching the ground,
As the wind blew, the white beard fluttered like a waterfall.
"That's right, the heavenly destiny."
The elder of the Western Sect nodded serenely, admiring the tiny girl:
"Your courage is quite commendable. When many stunning juniors come to pay respects to me, they tremble with fear, humble and timid."
"You are among the few who can remain neither servile nor overbearing. Indeed worthy of bearing the heavenly destiny."
Chen Nuanyu remained silent for a moment.
It wasn't that she was neither servile nor arrogant; having seen the Great Celestial Venerate, meeting a Divine Spirit Venerate did not leave much of an impression.
After hesitating for a moment,
