There was a figure, an extraordinarily beautiful woman, who had shed her juvenile features. Like an epiphyllum in bloom, a bright moon casting a cold and misty glow, she exuded a compelling and awe-inspiring beauty.
In the eyes of most cultivators of the upper echelons, beauty is easily attainable and not worth ntioning.
In the world, there are innurable things more valuable than beauty.
Cultivation, Taoist skills, fa and wealth, power, status... all are more srizing than re looks.
But that's because people have never truly seen beauty.
A genuine beauty, possessing a purity that transcends reason, enough to crush the defenses of one's heart, devour one's soul, and capture the spirit.
Just one glance, and one's mind would completely succumb.
Even making one feel an overwhelming sense of inferiority.
Inside the grand hall, nurous sect leaders and elders with profound cultivation exchanged glances, their eyes revealing shock.
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