After flying for a while longer, the scenery of Penglai Immortal Island gradually came into clearer view.
The sect-protecting grand formation had not been activated, and several streams of multicolored light appeared ahead.
Very soon, the two sides met.
As the streams of light faded, several beautiful young women appeared before them. Some were slender as swallows, others lush as Yang Guifei, each with her own distinct beauty. Yet without exception, they were all Foundation Establishment cultivators. The highest-ranked among them was the purple-robed woman at their head, whose Cultivation Level had already reached the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
"Greetings, Martial Uncle."
Her gaze swept over Leng Ruyue's face as she bowed respectfully.
The other women all revealed looks of shock in their eyes and hurriedly bowed in respect.
"That will do."
Leng Ruyue lifted a hand. Without wasting a single word, she ignored them. There were over ten thousand Joyous Union Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators; how could she possibly know each one? Given her status, there was no need for her to concern herself with such matters.
"Fellow Daoist, let us continue."
"Martial Uncle, please wait."
The purple-robed young woman revealed an uneasy expression.
"What is it?" Leng Ruyue asked, her tone clearly displeased.
"Please forgive me, Martial Uncle. According to sect rules, men are forbidden from entering the bounds of Penglai Immortal Island."
"Mm, there is indeed such a rule. But my friend may naturally be granted an exception. Are you trying to stop me?"
Leng Ruyue spoke with an indifferent expression.
"I would not dare!"
"Then why are you still blocking the way? Move aside!"
Not only the purple-robed young woman, but the other female cultivators on patrol as well changed expressions. They did not dare utter another word of nonsense.
Martial Uncle Leng was a Late