To grasp roses, one must bear their thorns.
Faced with the solid Ten Flowers Divine Gate, Lu Qingshan did not lament, but instead resolved to further enhance his strength to break through the barrier.
If the six words from the Vast Wilderness couldn't help him break through the Ten Flowers Divine Gate, then he would make other plans.
Lu Qingshan was mentally prepared.
"Is that so..." Xia Daoyun whispered softly.
She seriously said, "As your teacher, I never cultivated beyond Nine Flowers, only knowing that the Nine Flowers Divine Gate shatters at a touch.
Who would have thought there was a supreme realm above Nine Flowers, let alone that the Ten Flowers Divine Gate was different? It seems I assumed too much."
Even in terms of Versailles, Master remains Master.
Lu Qingshan thought silently to himself.
"However, as my disciple, one mere Ten Flowers Divine Gate shouldn't be able to stop you," Xia Daoyun spoke confidently, her expression radiant.
