Purple Star's Greatest Beauty, Yi Qingwu
More and more elders who had received the news arrived. Both curious and astonished, they chatted among themselves as they gathered to watch this grand event.
Suddenly, crystalline petals rained down from the sky, carrying an extraordinary fragrance.
A pure-white carriage, like an ancient divine moon, crossed the sky. Surrounded by a sea of flowers and wreathed in hazy immortal aura, it slowly descended under the escort of several beautiful maidservants.
The disciples who had learned of the news beforehand raised their heads in intoxicated admiration.
Senior Sister Yi Qingwu—this flawless, extraordinary woman, like the Goddess of the Luo River, possessed peerless grace, jade-like skin, and immortal bones. Whenever she appeared, she inevitably caused a sensation.
Like a divine moon suspended high above, she was admired by Purple Star's younger generation.
The Vast Cold Palace was a sect composed primarily of female disciples, and naturally had no shortage of breathtakingly beautiful female cultivators, each vying in splendor like blooming flowers. Yet none could surpass this Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden.
"How far has that person gotten?"
From within the divine moon carriage came an enchanting voice with a magnetic quality.
"Reporting to Miss, one hundred and five stages. Only the final three Gates of Life and Death remain uncleared."
Before the carriage, a tall, slender, beautiful maidservant stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance for a moment, her voice carrying traces of shock.
The newcomer had entered the immortal palace alone at dawn. By dusk, he had already broken through one hundred and five checkpoints. At this unstoppable pace, he would succeed before nightfall.
Only one's own people knew their own circumstances.
Yin Tiande had succeeded in clearing the trial in seventeen days. Even the sect's saintess, Yi Qingwu, had only reached the one