Qingyun Sect, a hundred miles away.
A bright blue sword light pierced through the sky.
As the sword light dissipated, it revealed a stunning figure around twenty-five or six years old, with sword-like eyebrows, a clear cold countenance as if painted, and a beauty unparalleled.
She had a tall figure, graceful curves, and wore a simple yet elegant white sword attire.
Intricate silver threads outlined a subtle cloud and water pattern on her robe, revealing an extraordinary charm amidst simplicity and plainness.
A slender blue ribbon adorned with light blue gemstones graced her waist, accentuating her slender figure elegantly and powerfully.
Beneath her feet were white jade boots showcasing her straight and long legs.
"Qing Yi."
At this moment, a voice as warm and gentle as jade sounded.
Lu Changsheng appeared in a mystic robe with a subtle flow of yin-yang mysterious light, smiling at Chu Qingyi in front of him.
