Many people lowered their heads, no longer daring to look at the woman in snow-white robes.
Beauty drew the eye. But beauty so overwhelming that it muddled the mind and even made women's blood boil was frightening.
Besides, everyone present had guessed the identity of this breathtaking woman.
That girl of the Bai Family... the one no one dared mention...
The Sixth-Grade Ancestral Dragon Bai Family of Gan Province was a name that carried immense weight.
Even within the Bai Family, this woman, beautiful as though she stood somewhere between dream and reality, held no ordinary status.
Whether or not they knew the story behind her, no one present—not even the sect masters and elders—dared harbor the slightest disrespect.
They nodded respectfully to Bai Zixi, but dared not say another word for fear of overstepping.
Bai Zixi returned their nod. Then, poised as a clear moon, she followed True Person Rong to her seat with graceful steps.
As she moved, she was like a night-blooming flower opening to dazzle the hall; seated, she was like frost forming over ice and snow, too beautiful for words.
Every sect leader in the hall suppressed their shock, steadied their breath, and focused their mind, not daring to glance her way.
Only a few female elders and disciples could not restrain themselves. They stole looks at the figure in white, their hearts still surging.
The hall remained silent for a long while, though thoughts churned beneath the stillness.
Only after the atmosphere settled did everyone remember the boy and turn to the matter at hand.
Patriarch Lu looked at the Right Sect Master and asked, "How badly is the boy hurt? It's been nearly a month, and he still hasn't woken?"
The Right Sect Master of Earth Sect said, "The flesh all over his