She was aware that the Divine Valley Continent was ancient, and she had heard that once cultivators reached the Saint-tier, their appearances would change very slowly, and after breaking through to the Grandmaster level, they would no longer age.
It was almost as if they were akin to the immortals in the legends of Earth!
It was said that many powerful old monsters, even after living for thousands of years, still retained a youthful appearance, having married countless wives along the way.
Of course, some cultivators prioritized strength above all else, with many choosing to remain bachelors even after living for centuries or millennia. Women were the same, though the number of powerful female cultivators on this continent was far fewer.
Gu Qingli's unguarded look of astonishment greatly amused Dongfang Kunlun, who now assumed an air of profound mystery.
"Little girl, are you frightened already? There are countless hidden talents on this continent, and many of them are not as they appear."
Gu Qingli immediately tilted her head and asked, "Master, do you rank among these powerful beings?"
"Ah, well, little girl, though the Divine Valley Continent indeed has a ranking list of the top ten strongest cultivators, there are always those beyond the rankings—some powerful old monsters who do not concern themselves with such titles."
Dongfang Kunlun noticed that Gu Qingli was listening intently, and his fondness for her only deepened.
"However, I am fortunate to be from Kunlun City, one of the Four Great Aristocratic Families, and I do rank among the strong. I am a Spirit Illusionist, ranked sixth."
Gu Qingli's eyes lit up. This was a true powerhouse of a master who had seemingly fallen from the heavens!
"Wow! So Master is this powerful! I must have hit the jackpot! What are you going to teach me, Master? I'm not a Spirit Illusionist, nor a Martial Sword Master, just a useless one. Aren't you afraid of losing face by taking me on as a disciple?"
Gu Qingli was genuinely curious about her master's intentions.
"If you are not a Spirit Illusionist, then I cannot help you," Dongfang Kunlun replied with a knowing smile. "However, it is not difficult to make you a Martial Sword Master. Though your technique is unconventional, your strength is impressive. If you train as a Martial Sword Master, your future achievements will undoubtedly surpass even mine."
Dongfang Kunlun couldn't help but recall how she had defeated four opponents in the blink of an eye at the tender age of five. Her talent and potential were nothing short of monstrous.
For reasons unknown to him, he had felt an immediate connection to this little girl from the very first glance. Perhaps it was fate.
"A Martial Sword Master, huh?"
Gu Qingli frowned slightly, contemplating whether cultivating the Martial Sword Master path would conflict with her Phoenix Fire Technique.
"Now, let me first examine your internal condition."
Dongfang Kunlun reached out and grasped Gu Qingli's wrist.
Gu Qingli made no resistance, blinking her big, trusting eyes at him. She had no doubt that if Dongfang Kunlun wished her harm, he would not have gone to such trouble.
Closing his eyes, Dongfang Kunlun focused his mind and delved into her small body, perceiving everything within it clearly. Upon reaching her Dantian, he let out a soft exclamation.
Gu Qingli raised an eyebrow, unable to hold back her curiosity as she asked, "Master, is something wrong?"
Could it be that she really couldn't cultivate the techniques of this world?
"Little girl, you already have an inner core in your Dantian! You are naturally a Martial Sword Master! And look, it's a round inner core, the size of a soybean, meaning you are already a warrior. At just five years old, a warrior—little girl, are you even human?"
Dongfang Kunlun was utterly astounded. This girl, called useless? A five-year-old warrior—how monstrous! And yet, she was still called a good-for-nothing? Was there even any justice left in the world?