"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Over the past half hour, I've found that my attainments in the Sword Dao have improved quite a bit, and my understanding of the laws has deepened by several degrees. This half hour is worth a hundred years of bitter cultivation."
"A hundred years? Are you joking? This half hour is worth a thousand years of my cultivation. A realm that hadn't budged for a hundred thousand years has actually loosened a little."
"Hahaha, the Hidden Sword Pavilion truly lives up to its reputation. Such foundations are unfathomably deep."
The crowd of powerful cultivators below burst into laughter.
"..."
Just as everyone was caught up in their excitement, a woman in a red dress approached from the side.
She wore a radiant feathered robe that shimmered with flowing light, and there was a hint of lively grace in every step she took.
Her features were pure and exquisite, like those of an immortal. Her eyes shimmered like autumn water, her skin was fairer than snow, and her rainbow robes fluttered gently around her, making her seem like a peerless fairy who had stepped out of a painting.
The instant she appeared, the powerful cultivators below fell silent, their eyes fixed upon the fairy above.
It was as though she had truly stepped out of a painting.
"Greetings, fellow Daoists and seniors. This junior is Ning Wu. I pay my respects to all seniors and fellow Daoists."
Ning Wu gave a graceful bow, and the cultivators below erupted into excitement.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Ning Wu. My apologies for my impropriety."
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Ning Wu."
"Fairy Ning Wu, after a hundred years apart, you've become even more beautiful."
"Fairy Ning Wu, is your Hidden Sword Pavilion still recruiting? I want to join."
A group of cultivators shouted