She lightly touched the crown of the purple water lily with the tips of her toes, moving gracefully like a lotus, carrying with her a fragrant breeze.
Under the moonlight, as her skirt swayed, her plump, shapely legs wrapped in black silk shimmered faintly, appearing and disappearing in turns.
These beautiful female cultivators all noticed it, their eyes filled with admiration.
They couldn't help but wonder what was so magical about these black stockings.
It even added a touch of allure and mystery to their dignified and solemn teacher, making them want to touch it, to explore the secrets hidden under the black gauze.
"Master! What is this new outfit you're wearing?"
Zixun hurriedly called out to the Third Elder.
All these fairies who loved beauty were naturally defenseless against beautiful clothes and accessories.
Although the Third Elder was clearly showing off on purpose, she still pretended to be nonchalant.
"New outfit?"
