Miao Jing Wanted to Take a Disciple

Martial Arts Arena, spectator stands, a sea of people.

A large number of sect disciples had come to watch the matches.

"Why don't I see any junior sisters with especially stunning looks?"

"That one looks pretty good. She's beautiful—I like her."

"Can you stop being so vulgar? Did you come here just to look at junior sisters?"

"What else? If not for junior sisters, what was there to see in a sparring match between new disciples?"

"You can look at junior brothers too!"

In an instant, no one remained around the male cultivator who wanted to look at junior brothers. They had all fled in fright.

"Look, it's Senior Sister!"

Someone cried out, and the cultivators in the stands all turned to look in the same direction.

A woman carrying a Wine Gourd staggered onto the spectator stands. Apart from her breathtaking beauty, the most eye-catching thing about her was the Feather Emperor Immortal Sect's number-one chest muscles.

Miao Xia walked to the elders' viewing platform and flopped straight down.

"Why would Senior Sister come watch such a pointless battle? Could she be here to look at handsome junior brothers?"

"You think Senior Sister is like you?"

"My guess is that Senior Sister simply drank too much and wandered into the wrong place."

Seeing Senior Sister Miao Xia in such a dejected state, many cultivators wore complicated expressions.

Senior Sister had not been like this in the past. She had once been the most perfect woman in the eyes of everyone in the Feather Emperor Immortal Sect: beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities, the best figure, and peerless talent.

At eight years old, she had stepped onto the Invincible Path and swept aside all opponents of her generation. Then, three years ago, she encountered a formidable rival. After her