The cultivators thought it over, agreed that made sense, and changed the subject again.
Lan Shuangshuang had been staring into the venue for quite some time. "You kept saying Su Jiu was beautiful. Which one is she?"
Only then did the people who had come with Lan Shuangshuang suddenly remember that they were supposed to be accompanying her.
They needed no introduction to Gu Ningyun, Lie Wushuang, or Rongyin. Even if they did not recognize them, the people nearby readily filled them in.
Only Su Jiu went unmentioned.
Among the people in the center, aside from those three dazzlingly beautiful female cultivators, there seemed to be no other women who could compare to them...
Having come to admire a beauty, they could not help feeling disappointed. "Lian Xiaochuan, you weren't pulling our legs, were you? Aside from those three, who here looks better than Shuangshuang...?"
As he spoke, a slender figure slowly emerged from behind a red curtain.
She was not tall, but her back was exceptionally straight. Though her face was as cool as clear frost, that only made her seem all the more otherworldly and peerless. Beneath the corner of her eye, her distinctive petal mark gleamed in the sunlight.
Anyone who had heard even a little of Su Jiu's name could make a fair guess upon seeing her face and teardrop mole, even if they had never met her.
Lan Shuangshuang, for instance.
Of course, some had never heard of her at all, such as the disciple who had been chattering incessantly.
But now, after getting a clear look at Su Jiu's face, he too froze on the spot.
Only after a long while did he catch his breath. By then, he had completely forgotten what he had said earlier and could only ask the others, "Th-that...