Yin Shuang frowned upon seeing this old lady, knowing immediately that she was not someone to mess with, the type who would argue even when caught faking an accident.
"Ninth Grade!"
"The second Ninth-Grade! Is it really a second disciple with Ninth-Grade Talent? Is it possible there's such an undiscovered disciple in the State Capital?"
"How long has it been since I've seen such a fierce disciple!?"
Yuchi couldn't see anyone else now.
His teeth ached with envy. Forget the damn two million silver; if he could just persuade this girl to join the sect today, losing those two million would still be worth it.
You know, while the Celestial Craft Workshop can create miracles, like with Little Sister Luohua, five million was the cost to turn an ordinary person into a Seventh-Grade Talent cultivator. Do you know what five million means?
Round it up, that's a hundred million!
