The Grandmaster was stunned for a moment after hearing Mo Hai Chenxiang's heartfelt words, but his gaze soon grew solemn and his resolve firmed. Whether she was a beauty beneath a skull or a piece of warm jade and fragrant nephrite, the Grandmaster should have known that better than anyone.
As the Grand Array sank, we soon saw the Grand Array below. Unlike any of the Grand Arrays we had visited before, the ley-line lava here formed an entirely different scene. Perhaps the ley lines had undergone some kind of mutation. A thick layer of crystal had formed above the magma, translucent and sparkling brilliantly beneath the Grand Array's radiance.
"Master!" He Chenxiang suddenly cried out, because she saw Old Madam Qin sitting cross-legged beside a young woman in the prime of her life.
The woman was as gorgeous as peach blossoms and as delicate as spring flowers. Dressed in purple-blue robes of gauze, she resembled a blooming moon orchid in this purgatory. Even compared with He Chenxiang, her beauty surpassed her in bearing by a notch. It was easy to imagine that, in this ancient Immortal Realm, her appearance had absolutely crowned her above every other flower.
What was most remarkable was that I could not find a single word related to viciousness with which to criticize her shortcomings. Whether it was the curve of her lips when she smiled or those smiling eyes, everything subtly told others that she was pleasant and amiable, utterly free of scheming.
Thus, even I could not help marveling when I saw Mo Hai Chenxiang like this. Her beauty seemed to have seeped into her very bones.
When the Grandmaster saw that she had retained such an appearance, he could not help freezing as well. After all, he was no longer a young