Beauty Only Matches the Strong

They went to Ueno Onshi Park to admire the cherry blossoms in the morning, strolled around Ginza and Akihabara in the afternoon, and went up the Sky Tree to overlook Tokyo in the evening.

Ren Suo honestly enjoyed the trip. He did not neglect his phone when he stayed up late, did not neglect the scenery when he was having fun, and did not neglect his girlfriends when he was in love.

In fact, there was no way he could pull out his phone in this state. Wherever their group went, they became the center of everyone's attention.

Honestly, handsome boys only slightly less attractive than Ren Suo and pretty girls only marginally less beautiful than Dong Chengling and the others could be found everywhere in Shibuya. Everyone had two eyes, one nose, and one mouth. No matter how beautiful someone was, there was a limit—unless they had fox ears and a fox tail, or were piloting a Unicorn Gundam, they could not possibly make every stranger they encountered fall in love at first sight.

Yet their group was not merely a collection of handsome men and beautiful women.

It was not the invisible aura of people who had saved the world, nor the refined temperament of someone well-read. It was simply the powerful aura of cultivators, naturally drawing the attention of every living creature nearby.

This attraction was not the flattering kind of "physiological attraction." It was closer to a biological "alert response"—like suddenly spotting a brightly colored spider on your bedroom ceiling. You would definitely stare at it without daring to blink, terrified that it might leap down and kiss you.

Yes, that was the first reaction ordinary people had to Ren Suo's group.

According to investigations conducted on the Internal Network, this seemed to be a "physiological