"Lord Xiao, your speed... I'm afraid even an expert at the Peak of the Great Divine Power Realm might not be able to match it."
After flying for an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiao landed in a valley.
Yue Lingxi, however, had a look of pure adoration on her face.
The more time she spent with Yang Xiao, the more she learned about him.
And the more she felt that this man was an enigma.
If Yue Lingxi had been worried before—worried that Yang Xiao's weak strength and low cultivation would displease her master—
then now, those worries were gone.
Yang Xiao's strength.
It was immense.
She felt that if Yang Xiao had been born in the Holy Palace like her, he might not be on par with those Demon-Level geniuses now,
but he would be comparable to an ordinary Saint Son.
'The aptitude of a Saint Son is more than enough to be a match for a Saintess like me,' Yue Lingxi thought to herself.
She couldn't help but smile.
Seeing her lovestruck expression, Yang Xiao felt a bit helpless.
