A moment later, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, and a hint of anger involuntarily appeared on his face.
"Senior, what's wrong?" Li Zhilan asked curiously.
"Nothing. I just didn't expect there would really be people on this tiny Quiet Moon Island who don't know whether they live or die." A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
Originally, he had wanted to call Yue'er along with him. Even if that girl was relaxing, she couldn't just run off alone until she vanished without a trace.
Who knew he would see a scene that left him not knowing whether to laugh or cry?
Yue'er had actually been surrounded by a few silkpants young masters.
In truth, it was his own oversight. Thinking about it carefully, there was nothing strange about it at all. In the past, the little girl had been a Yinhun ghostly being. Now, although her nature was the same, after successfully forming her Nascent Soul, she possessed her own body.
Although the Asura King's seal had not been undone, the present Yue'er was still a beauty capable of toppling states and cities.
There was no need to speak of her beauty. Among all the female immortal cultivators Lin Xuan had met, the only one who could compare with her was Fairy in the Clouds, Qin Yan.
Even Sister Ruyan might have slightly better skin, but in terms of looks, she was still a shade inferior.
To avoid drawing attention, the little girl had likewise restrained her aura, and she had done it even more outrageously than him, disguising herself as a minor immortal cultivator at Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
A beauty capable of toppling states and cities, yet there just happened to be no flower-protecting escort beside her. The result was easy to imagine—the