Although most people had already gone down the mountain, Quanzhen Sect's loser Taoists had not left, because the most important part of the Ancient Tomb Sect's disciple recruitment had yet to be completed. They would not leave just like that.
Several newly recruited disciples stood obediently in the clearing when they saw several little fairy maidens line up in two rows, crying, "Welcome, Tomb Mistress!" White silk ribbons flew from their hands like celestial maidens scattering flowers, weaving into flights of cloth stairs in midair. A breathtaking woman in white flew out from behind the doors.
Beautiful!
Cold!
The moment the stunning woman in white emerged, these two words flashed through everyone's minds.
What kind of beauty was this? Her brows were like a painting, her face like fine jade, and her snow-white skin seemed to glow.
Her waist-length black hair danced in the wind, loosely tied with a white silk ribbon. She had a delicate nose, crimson lips slightly parted, and teeth as white as ivory.
Her slender waist could be encircled in one hand, her jade-like fingers were long and fine, her beautiful legs were perfectly proportioned, and her tiny feet were barely larger than a handspan, enough to drive countless foot fetishists mad.
What a fairy maiden descended from the Ninth Heaven.
If there was one flaw in this fairy maiden's appearance, it was probably her somewhat flat chest. By the looks of it, they were little more than pigeon breasts.
But before that peerless face, this tiny flaw could practically be ignored. Surely no one would care about such a thing.
Unfortunately, beautiful as she was, the chill around her was far too heavy. Her entire face was as expressionless as a corpse's, as if she had been born with only one expression.
This indifference was