Jian Wushuang's Pride

There were 13 Palace Masters and plenty of Vice Palace Masters in the Dao Palace. They would occasionally gather together. Right now, four Palace Masters had gathered in a pavilion to drink. Among them was Feng's Master, Palace Master Destruction.

"Destruction, how's your new personal disciple, Feng?" A Palace Master asked casually.

"Not bad. Although his talent is only average among my personal disciples, he's perseverant and has a stable foundation. As long as he's taught step by step in the future, he'll be able to make good progress. He's even got a good chance of reaching the Eternal Realm," Palace Master Destruction said and laughed.

"Congratulations! You've accepted another good disciple."

"Among the six men Palace Master Xuan Yi brought back from the Firmament Territory Feast, Feng seems to be the best. The others are just ordinary and that Jian Wushuang... He's too disappointing," a black-clothed lady said, shaking her head slightly.