It's still a snowy day, the snowflakes falling like cotton, bringing a chill as they land on the face.
Li Qianxia took a deep breath of the rich spirits, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
"Did you win the tournament?" Li Huoya flew over to where she was staying.
Li Changzhou transmitted the task memory to her, leaving her to silently recall it.
"Sister Yao," Li Qianxia said to the Turquoise Pool, "do you have the confidence to elevate the [Heavenly Will·Mechanical Sovereign] to the Third Stage? Otherwise, you can't become a Saint."
The Turquoise Pool glanced at Yang Qinglan before answering, "Is it more difficult than Qing Lan?"
No one said anything more.
The Turquoise Pool placed the Heavenly Will Ball at her forehead, the rings forming the Heavenly Will Ball disintegrating like a group of transparent swimming dragons entering her Mud Palace.
