Seeing how fiercely Chu Qiushui, the founding sect master of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect, protected her own, Chen Changming felt quite stirred.
As he gazed at the lively, beautiful eyes above Chu Qiushui's veil, he fell into a brief daze.
He had seen this founding sect master's peerless beauty in the Inheritance Hall.
She was breathtakingly beautiful!
Her beauty was so exquisite it defied description; no matter how many flattering words were piled upon one another, they could not capture her transcendent, otherworldly loveliness.
Any man would have been drawn to her.
Chu Qiushui saw through the meaning in Chen Changming's gaze at once, yet she showed no anger, nor did she feel that she had been profaned.
"You should have seen my statue in the Human Realm's Inheritance Hall, shouldn't you?" she said calmly.
"Yes, Patriarch."
Chen Changming hastily lowered his head.
"Actually, I am no longer who I once was."
Chu Qiushui smiled, and the veil over her face slipped soundlessly down.
A face shocking to behold entered Chen Changming's sight.
"This..."
Even with Chen Changming's resolute mind, he could not help but shudder when he saw Chu Qiushui's startling face.
That face which had once been capable of toppling cities and kingdoms now bore five or six scars of varying sizes.
The scars cut across her lips and nose, making her look rather ghastly, as though evil ghosts had grown from her face.
"Being too beautiful is not necessarily a good thing."
Seeing Chen Changming's shock, Chu Qiushui did not mind. She said indifferently, "Not only can it throw others' Dao hearts into chaos, it can also bring me endless trouble. So after entering the Spirit Realm, I ruined this face."
"Patriarch, you..."
Chen Changming's feelings were complicated, and for a moment, he could not find