An Immortal Crane let out a long, clear cry that echoed into the distance, slowly coming to a stop before the gates of the Xuanyuan Dao Sect's Divine Mountain.
Lin Qianyan removed the white-veiled conical hat from her head, revealing the true, exquisite face of a fairy.
She walked upon the air, her steps light. Before her slender toes could even descend, a translucent, jade-colored staircase materialized beneath her feet. The stairs supported her graceful body, which was as light as a feather, as if the very world was paving a path for her.
Like a fairy from the nine heavens descending to the Mortal World, she was so beautiful that no one dared to look at her directly.
"So beautiful... Is that the current Saintess of the Jade Pool Sacred Land?"
A Dao Sect disciple, completely dumbfounded, couldn't help but whisper to his companion. His voice was filled with a mix of awe and reverence, as if he feared disturbing the fairy's descent.
