Lan Xian was very tall, with long, snow-white legs that peeked out beneath her skirt and stunning curves.
She paced outside the pitch-black palace, her hair aqua-blue and her skin crystalline and lustrous, like a sprite fallen into the mortal world.
"Why hasn't that fellow come out yet? Has he run into danger?"
Lan Xian murmured softly. Her long lashes fluttered as she blinked her sapphire-like eyes, which sparkled with radiant light and brimmed with spirit.
The Ancient Hall was silent and immense. A terrifying field surged around it, preventing her from approaching and leaving her only able to gaze at it from afar.
"Damn it, did he leave me here and run off on his own? If he really did, I'll..."
"You'll what...?"
Lin Fan's voice rang out. The hall doors swung open, and he stepped outside, ethereal as an immortal, his bearing graceful as jade.
Ever since his immortal qi had formed three Dao Flowers and he had advanced to the Heavenly God level, his body and spiritual perception had become extraordinarily sensitive, allowing him to detect any movement nearby.
He was tall and slender, transcending the mortal world, an aura of the immortal Dao accompanying him like a True Immortal descending to earth, untouched by dust.
Now, even standing beside a fairy like Lan Xian, he seemed every bit as extraordinary, untainted by the smoke and fire of mortal life.
"I have to admit, when this junior brother I picked up gets serious, he has something of a True Immortal's bearing. He's no worse than the Little Heavenly King," Lan Xian muttered.
"What, Xian'er, are you already dying to marry me?" Lin Fan smiled, stepped beyond the field's reach, and appeared right in front of her.
Lan Xian immediately glared at him. "Pah! This fairy would never