"Has anyone told Junior Sister Qingyang that our sect has gained this rare beast?"
"Haha, Junior Sister Qingyang is still seeking the Dao at Sword Pavilion, but once she hears about this, she'll be unable to sit still."
"Of course. Junior Sister Qili likes these adorable beasts best. If she sees it, she may not be able to tear herself away."
"Indeed. Just thinking of Junior Sister Qingyang's smile over her shoulder makes a hundred charms bloom. But speaking of which, do you know? I heard Senior Sister Lan has returned."
"Senior Sister Lan has returned? Now that's a rare event. Since she left the Immortal Sect and founded Tianxuan all those years ago, who knows how many years have passed? Between the old and new generations' extraordinary flowers of the Immortal Sect, I wonder which one is more extraordinary."
"I think Senior Sister Lan might have the edge. That expression of hers, cold as frost and looking down on Cloud Peak, is unforgettable."
"Junior Sister Qili is no slouch either. Compared with Senior Sister Lan, the frosty beauty, I think Junior Sister Qili is easier to approach, like the little girl next door."
A crowd of disciples was watching the panda, and I heard them repeatedly launch into a heated discussion of Lan Ran and a woman called either Qingyang or Qili. I had been young once too. From time to time, I had also exchanged a few pointless words with some bad friends. At my current level, such things naturally felt commonplace, but hearing them make comparisons still stirred up a little interest in me.
There were countless beauties beneath heaven, though; I couldn't be interested in every one of them. I still had to take this panda back, so I quickly squeezed into the crowd with Sun