Lu Qian raised his eyes to look, and at this moment the sun was setting in the west, casting a golden glow over the land. A few figures stood under a barren hill.
A slightly aged voice chuckled: "Fairy Ye, you lost this bet to me, don't renege."
Master Cangfeng, accompanied by Lu Qian and Yan Beixing, landed in front of the group with a flash of escape light.
At this moment, the clear female voice said nonchalantly: "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Zhang, Ye Xiao always honors her bets."
Guided by the voice, Lu Qian looked over and his eyes lit up involuntarily.
In the golden-red twilight, a tall and beautiful woman stood proudly.
She was unlike any female cultivator Lu Qian had seen until now, and for a moment, Lu Qian thought he was seeing a modern mature woman.
She wore a long golden velvet dress with a tight waist, making her long legs appear slender and her curves enchanting. Her pretty face boasted a high-bridged nose, full red lips, brows like new moons, and deep-set eyes.
