The crisp and playful voice was as melodious as an oriole in a valley, drowning out all the angry voices of the cultivators in the teahouse.
Everyone was stunned. Those who came to Jianxian City were not weaklings; they all knew that someone who could easily suppress everyone's voices like this must have incredibly remarkable cultivation.
In an instant, countless gazes turned towards the source of the sound.
At a tea table, there was a sweet girl in a five-colored skirt, barefoot, holding a large pancake and eating it with relish.
Beside her sat a tall and sturdy man, and on the other side was a tall, cold, and stunning woman.
This woman was extremely beautiful; her long hair half snow-white and half crimson red, accompanied by an elegant and aloof demeanor, made one's heart almost stop.
Even more striking was that the exceedingly beautiful woman's belly was slightly bulging, evidently pregnant.
Many people recognized this woman and exclaimed:
"Saintess Xia!!"
