Bai Hua laughed and said:
"Though I can't match up to a freak like you, looking across the Wizard World, I am still a rising star. By the way, how far are you from reaching your maximum?"
Levi replied:
"I'm getting close, but I still need about another hundred years. I'm not in a hurry. I plan to imprint 27 Witch Marks, and I'm still far from that goal."
Bai Hua, hearing this, couldn't help but pinch Levi.
"You're such a lunatic! Are you seriously planning to imprint 27?"
She had imprinted 12 herself, and that already felt incredibly arduous. She had no desire to wait any longer.
27… She felt that achieving that would take until the end of time.
Levi, with a faint air of pride, said:
"That's right, before ascending to the ninth-circle, I want to imprint 81!"
Bai Hua laughed and said:
"I've already come to terms with it—there's no point comparing myself to a monster."
Levi then asked:
"Have you found your promotion potion yet?"
