“Three bane-rings! She has the bloodline of three incarnations! Who would have thought that we could find an heir with three-bane rings in this far-flung desolate land?!”

Unknown to Li Tianming and Wei Jing, there were two figures hiding in the woods, a short distance from the Rainforest Pavilion. One of them was an elderly woman, her back hunching and her voice hoarse with age. Beside her was a young girl, and while her features were hidden in shadow, the contours of her body were enough to make her a breathtaking beauty.

“Gran, are you sure there’s three rings?” the girl whispered.

“I had a clear view! She definitely has the bloodline of three incarnations, a true miracle! Including you, the entire Li Saint Clan has only less than ten youngsters with three bane-rings, and yet... yet! Who would have thought that we could find such a genius?! According to our ancestry records, this is one of the furthest branches of our bloodlines and yet, we could find a descendant with three bane-rings!” The old lady couldn’t hide the excitement in her voice.

“Gran, are we taking this elder sister back to the Grand-Orient Sect with us? Our Saint Li Clan desperately...