Before the Coffin Housing District lay a vast open stretch. Everyone had gathered there, turning back to look, only to see a blue-robed woman standing indifferently with a stack of Black Nether Scriptures in her hands.
The woman's long hair fell to her waist. Her features were alluring, her figure blazing, and she looked to be around thirty-five or thirty-six, with considerable mature charm.
A woman of this age might no longer possess a maiden's invincible youth, but she had gained a few more traces of mature allure, tempered and settled by the passage of years.
It was said that many mighty cultivators in the cultivation world, whose cultivation could shake the heavens but whose morals had rotted away, especially favored this type.
Arousing desire, stealing souls.
Yet although the blue-robed woman looked as sweet and appealing as a ripe immortal peach, her face was icy. As she gazed at the new disciples before her, arrogance and disdain lurked in her beautiful eyes, with not the slightest trace of the approachable warmth a senior sister should have.
"Greetings, Senior Sister!"
"Greetings..."
Some of the new disciples bent forward and clasped their hands, offering their respects first.
"My name is Su Mei. I am responsible for your Ancient Scripture examination this time. Anyone who fails to resonate with the Wilds-Taming Savage Scripture within three hours will be executed without mercy!"
Su Mei's gaze was icy. Ignoring everyone's greetings, she raised her jade arm and twisted her supple waist like a water snake. Then she flung the black scripture in her hand, which radiated a terrifying aura and ancient true intent, into the air, stating things bluntly.
Her mood was vexed. There was no benefit in receiving new disciples, only the troublesome, tedious task of wasting time and effort for which everyone