After pondering for a long while, Liu Yu sensed activity within his Storage Ring.
His expression shifted. He instantly read the message inside, then sent a reply.
Tap, tap~
Just a dozen breaths later, unhurried footsteps sounded outside the cave abode, and Nascent Soul-level spirit pressure approached from afar.
Soon, a female cultivator with an enchantingly beautiful face and a noble, inviolable bearing came into view.
It was none other than Mo Mei!
Her alluring figure was wrapped in a tight, dark-green gown.
The undulating peaks of her chest and her slender waist, too delicate for a single hand to clasp, stood out all the more beneath the fitted gown.
Those long, lovely legs in particular invited thoughts of endless delightful uses, setting the imagination roaming.
Under Liu Yu's sweeping gaze, every one of her fine attributes lay fully exposed!
Mo Mei had been among those who gained the most from the battle eighteen years ago.
With Nangong Tian dead and the Black Ice Palace collapsing overnight, the Pill Cauldron Sect had reaped countless benefits.
Position reshaped one's bearing; nourishment reshaped one's body.
With the forces under her command expanding rapidly, Mo Mei's bearing had changed considerably in the mere dozen or so years since they last met.
Together with her dark-green gown, she had quite the air of a "queen," her presence feeling more commanding.
Naturally, her cultivation had also advanced considerably. She now appeared to have reached the sixth Nascent Soul layer, only a step away from the middle-stage peak.
Tap, tap.
As Mo Mei walked, she could distinctly feel the scorching gaze ahead sweeping up and down every part of her body.
Had it been an ordinary cultivator, she would have unleashed a burst of magic power and reduced him to ashes long ago.
But with this