Psychic

Her name was Yu Zimo. Black clothes covered her body, fluttering about in the wind. Her skin was sparkling, and her eyelashes were long. Her pupils were quick-witted and deep, as if she came straight out of a picture. She was extremely beautiful, and carried a type of rarely seen spiritual nature.

The Rain Clan’s people all stared blanky. They all knew too well how talented the hero Yu Zimo was. She had a special type of psychic power, and would sometimes strangely understand the cause of indescribably things.

No one knew exactly what type of divine power this was. Everyone within the clan all admired her greatly. If not for the existence of Shi Yi, then she would inevitably become even more dazzling.

The little guy did not actually know about these things, and he didn’t really care either. He was calm and at ease, sitting upright on the Nine-Headed Lion’s back. He cool-headedly looked at these people, preparing to fight a large battle.