279 Pressure

Bailu Yi’s heart pounded madly as her beautiful eyes stared unblinkingly at Qin Wentian.

"Fourth-rank?" Her rosy lips moved, a quaver could be heard in her voice.

Within the Moon Continent, the youngest of all fourth-ranked Inscriptionists were at least aged fifty and above, with the majority of them all old eccentrics above a hundred years old. Almost all those monstrous geniuses were talented in both fields, but would rather spend the bulk of their time advancing their cultivation. Almost none of them would be willing to invest the effort in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions at all.

Qin Wentian, was definitely a different species compared to them.

"Not yet." Qin Wentian smiled, his words causing Bailu Yi to gently let out a breath that she wasn’t conscious of holding, as her twin peaks jiggled slightly from reflex. Obviously, she wasn’t aware how much killing power her unconscious movements contained from the perspectives of males.