Ji Qingyi sat cross-legged atop the Cyan Lotus, her entire being transcending the mundane, untouched by earthly concerns.
In this world, beautiful women are countless.
But women with a special aura are indeed rare.
Ji Qingyi's pure and ethereal, fairy-like aura had even caused Jun Xiaoyao to marvel.
This woman is not of this world; such rarity is scarcely heard of.
In the Immortal Realm, countless young talents have been captivated by Ji Qingyi.
Not to mention in this Lower Realm.
Within Li Daoxuan's eyes was a hidden fervor, yet he remained noncommittal to her words.
"Wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze will bring life again. I don't think my actions are wrong. Of course, if Qingyi Fairy feels something is amiss, I can change." Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, appearing very elegant.
He considered himself quite a handsome man, carrying a great destiny.
Among the Ten Heaven-Defying Sons of the Lower Realm, he was among the strongest.
