Some of the male disciples merely admired and idolized him, but quite a few female disciples gazed at Xia Ping with naked, feverish passion, like tigresses wanting to swallow him whole.
"Is this Senior Brother Xia? He's so handsome."
"Handsome is just one of his most insignificant virtues. What matters most is that he's talented."
"At first, I never understood why women liked talented men, but now I do. Among truly talented men, how many are poor?"
"Senior Brother Xia is different. He's not merely talented—he's wealthy enough to rival a nation. They say he has a great chance of becoming a saint."
"A saint? My heavens, if I married Senior Brother Xia, wouldn't that make me the wife of a saint?"
"Once you become a saint's wife, when one person attains the Dao, even the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."
"Exactly. Even if I can't become a saint myself in the future, staying by a saint's side would make living a hundred thousand years effortless. And as for the other benefits, there's no need to mention them."
"Ah, I really want to throw myself at Senior Brother Xia and sleep in his broad embrace."
"Right. If I could have a baby with Senior Brother Xia, with my talent and his talent combined, just how gifted would that child be? Maybe a second saint would be born."
"Hehe, the women who want to throw themselves at Senior Brother Xia could fill an entire star system. You wouldn't even get a number."
"A pavilion by the water gets the moonlight first. We're all Universe Sect disciples, so we're far closer to Senior Brother Xia than those wild bees and fluttering butterflies outside. By the way, where could we run into Senior Brother Xia by chance?"
"They say Senior Brother Xia