You wouldn't want to see Dongfang Qingyue and the others die because of this, would you?

Shortly after Wude finished negotiating with the Nine Heavens Fairy, the Misty Fairy arrived from the Misty Realm.

The fairies of the Misty Sect were all transcendent, ethereal and unapproachable, like fairies high in the nine heavens, beyond anyone's reach.

Yet this Misty Fairy dressed with extraordinary boldness. She wore a pink strapless gown, brazenly exposing her lustrous, pale-pink shoulders and her long, snow-white neck, graceful as a swan's.

Barefoot, she approached the Yuanyang Realm with a charming smile. A faint floral fragrance spread wherever she passed, and the lovely curves peeking out above her neckline bounced with her steps.

Her face was equally stunning, and her heavy makeup lent her an alluringly seductive air. Her moist red lips made one ache to taste them.

"My lady, was there something you needed me for?" the Misty Fairy asked, smiling at the White-skirted Woman.

A complicated expression flickered across the White-skirted Woman's face as she explained the entire situation to the Misty Fairy.

After hearing her out, the Misty Fairy's moist red lips formed an O. She looked at Hua Yunfei with mild surprise. "You're that powerful? Even an Immortal Emperor isn't confident of rescuing them from you in one piece?"

Hua Yunfei smiled faintly. "Only moderately powerful. I'm still a little short of my master."

"Pfft..." To his surprise, the Misty Fairy doubled over laughing at his words. The lovely curves of her chest shook wildly, drawing the eye.

Once she finished laughing, she said, "You really aren't modest. I like that personality."

She walked toward Hua Yunfei and stopped a meter away. After glancing at Dongfang Qingyue and the others in his grasp, she disregarded them and said, "Do you really think you're inferior to your master, King Yuan, at the same cultivation level?"

Hua Yunfei met her eyes.