Let the Auction Begin

“She’s half a step into the Human Limit Realm,” Huǒ Shuchang rubbed his chin. “That’s not bad for someone so young. She can’t be older than twenty-three or twenty-four. Those fans must be her weapons. She must be a core disciple of the Water-Moon Pavilion.”

“How can you tell?” asked Wu Jian.

“Her hair.” Huǒ Shuchang’s answer was simple. “You see how it gradiates to purple? It’s a sign that she uses a unique cultivation method. Cultivation methods like that are quite rare, and unless someone has a very fortunate encounter, the only way to get one like that is by becoming the core disciple of a powerful sect. Of course, while the Wind-Moon Pavilion is strong here, they would only be considered a mid-ranked sect in nations like the Xia Dynasty or the Ten Kingdoms Alliance. You can also determine that by her hair. It hasn’t changed fully, meaning the method she has isn’t the best it can be.”