After the match, Shen Qingming felt as if her body had been hollowed out, walking like a zombie.
"That Qian Yue is so annoying. If she's going to admit defeat, just do it, why add so much drama... making it seem as if I won the match but lost my life. Ah, ah, if I'd known, I would have closed my eyes and blocked my ears at the start and just blown her away!"
As she spoke, Shen Qingming frustratedly hammered her head.
Wang Jiu, hearing this, had to comfort her: "You'll get used to it."
"Can you really get used to something like this!?"
Wang Jiu patiently explained: "Your ancestor Shen Kaishan very happily accepted the reality of his lack of intelligence and, on this basis, abandoned the excellent True Essence Refining Method passed down for thousands of years in the family to focus on body refining, eventually growing into one of the Immortal Venerables."
"So are you encouraging me to be peacefully idiotic!"
Wang Jiu said: "I'm merely providing one possibility."
