Li Hange and Ouyang Xianxing rose to their feet and said, "Yes!"
They quickly left. Before long, the main doors opened again, and the two women entered with four female cultivators, all completely concealed beneath oversized black robes.
The robes had hoods, whose brims were pulled down to the four women's chins. Not a trace of skin or even a strand of hair showed. Aside from their gait, which gave away their gender, nothing could be seen.
After entering, Li Hange said, "Holy Son, we've brought the female cultivators from the righteous path."
Pei Ling nodded. "Thanks for your efforts, Senior Sisters. Please go and rest."
Li Hange and Ouyang Xianxing then withdrew.
"Thud."
As soon as they left, the main doors closed.
At a thought from Pei Ling, the formation isolating the room from the outside world activated instantly. The entire main hall became its own sealed space.
He looked at the four female cultivators, then raised a hand and casually swept it through the air. The black robes and hoods covering them were sliced into pieces and drifted to the ground, revealing their true appearances.
The cultivator on the far left wore a moon-white half-sleeved jacket embroidered with trailing orchids, a tea-white chest wrap, and an indigo skirt with four panels and three pleats[Note 1]. Her hair was arranged in a lily bun, laden with pearls and jade ornaments. Her presence was clear and bright, and the sweet, innocent air about her made her all the more alluring.
Beside her stood a cultivator in a plain white brocade dress. Her black hair was swept up high, with a gold hairpin set at an angle. Her long neck was like a swan's, her shoulders slender and waist narrow. She was gentle, graceful, and beautiful, while the dense, pure sword