An ancient Taoist temple, an enormous square cauldron, a white-clothed woman sitting cross-legged with emerald eyes.
Her features were perfectly harmonious, her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose in seamless symmetry, as if she were a flawless creation. Though her eyes were closed, a faint brilliance emanated from her cheeks, exuding a sense of compassion and salvation for the mundane world.
Such a dignified and solemn scene naturally invoked a desire for reverence and worship.
Oddly, however, upon seeing her, many in the group immediately began to breathe heavily, their Adam's apples bobbing.
That wasn't the worst; some were even more affected, their eyes turning red, fixating on the white-clothed woman while their hands reached into their pockets and fiercely grasped at the front of the temple plaza!
It wasn't that they were perverse; rather, the woman exuded an irresistible allure, seeming innocent and pure, yet naturally emitting a mesmerizing, seductive charm.
