"The Holy Master has arrived!"
"Haha, our Holy Master has profound cultivation and immense power. You despicable lot are done for!"
"Do you really think that just because you can break our ’Ten Thousand Sword Extermination Array’, you can cause trouble here?"
Pei Shuyi, Li Xinghe, Tan Batong, and others all sneered coldly.
"Oh..."
Bujie nodded in realization, "So, the Holy Master of the Yaochi Holy Land has arrived!"
Ning Jianfeng said, "Good that the person in charge has come. If they don’t show up soon, I can’t guarantee that I won’t go full force on these women!"
Yang Luo also glanced over.
Although he had just exchanged a single move with this Holy Master from Yaochi Holy Land, he could be sure that this Holy Master was definitely a Taiyi Xuanxian.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes.
The woman from afar walked closer step by step from the horizon.
With each step she took, an Eight-Colored Glazed Lotus bloomed under her feet.
These Eight-Colored Glazed Lotuses seemed to create a bridge in the sky, emanating a dazzling and captivating immortal light.
Moreover, several unknown birds circled around this woman, soaring with spread wings.
The entire scene was stunningly beautiful, leaving one dazzled and enchanted.
In just a few breaths.
The woman arrived above them.
At the instant they saw this woman.
Bujie, Ning Jianfeng, Qin Zhanhuang, Lin Wenxuan, Ji Longyue, Baili Wushuang, and others were all dumbfounded, staring in awe.
Yang Luo’s eyes also revealed a hint of amazement.
Even Ye Luange, Song Zhixin, Tantai Puti, Xia Ziyan, and Lu Xueqi displayed a hint of awe in their eyes.
This woman stood in the air, ethereal like a true immortal, otherworldly, suffused with immortal energy, wrapped in misty immortal light.
She wore a long white robe, with a tall and graceful figure, her black hair flowing, her eyes as gentle as water, resembling a Heavenly Immortal descending to the mortal world.
Through this journey, Yang Luo had seen many Immortal Fairies and Saintesses, but this was the first time he had seen such a peerless beauty possessing both grace and allure.
Of course, this woman appeared to be around thirty, but who knew her true age.
After all, when true immortals cultivate to a certain realm, they can maintain youthful appearances.
Moreover, Yang Luo sensed that this woman’s cultivation was at the Taiyi Xuanxian Middle Stage, which was indeed extraordinary.
"Greetings to the Holy Master!"
All the female disciples present bowed deeply, full of respect.
Luo Xingchu whispered, "This woman is the current Holy Master of the Yaochi Holy Land, ’Yaochi Saint Master’ Gu Qinglan.
She is, for the past few centuries, the most talented disciple in Yaochi Holy Land, receiving focused nurturing from the elders of the Holy Land."
"Oh..."
Yang Luo nodded.
Bujie chuckled, "Can’t deny, this young lady is truly beautiful, a genuine Immortal Fairy indeed!"
Ning Jianfeng rolled his eyes and said, "Young lady? She might be much older than you, maybe even old enough to be your grandmother!"
"I swear!"
Bujie twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Seems like that’s the case, hah, given that these immortals can maintain youthful appearances, their true age is hard to discern!"
Zhu Yuan, Yun Longxiang, and Xu Ying were all watching Gu Qinglan cautiously.
Seeing Bujie and the others chatting.
Pei Shuyi coldly commanded, "You miscreants, see the Holy Master and not paying respect?"
Gu Qinglan slightly furrowed her brows.
The words from Bujie and others, as well as the way they looked at her, made her quite displeased.
Her eyes flashed with cold light, almost ready to slap these guys to death right away.
Yang Luo cupped his hands and said, "Junior Yang Luo, pays respects to Saint Master Gu!"
"Greetings to Saint Master Gu!"
Yun Longxiang and others also cupped their hands.
No matter what, this unbelievably beautiful woman was still the Holy Master of the Yaochi Holy Land, so naturally, they had to maintain a semblance of respect.
Gu Qinglan glanced around, her eyes flowed, and she looked at Pei Shuyi.
Her red lips lightly parted, asking faintly, "Guardian Pei, what exactly is going on?"
The woman’s voice was ethereal, like the tinkle of spring water, stirring one’s spirit.