Xu Shu watched the departure with a rather envious gaze, reminding him of the few third-rank beings he had encountered, who all seemed to possess similar charging abilities.
Archbishop Yu Mingluan, Alien Species Earl Lance, and the seemingly indifferent Wuxin before him, though their professions differed, all seemed versatile, capable of both swift movement and combat.
Transcendents at the first and second rank were highly limited in their abilities, while only upon reaching the third rank could they truly integrate their skills, minimizing weaknesses, and thus truly rise above the common.
Regardless of whether Wuxin was righteous or evil, the mere presence of a third-rank being was enough to inspire envy, demanding respect for their power.
And look, she even recited poetry... Why did it seem like everyone or monster related to Tailed Ksitigarbha fancied themselves a poet, each aspiring to be revered?
Xu Shu sighed heavily.
