Han Chun'er stepped out of the attic, wearing an ancient-style white dress, her posture extraordinarily graceful.
She walked directly on air, approaching the high platform step by step. With each footfall, a lotus bloomed beneath her feet as if she were a fairy. Her black hair floated like clouds, a truly dazzling and enchanting sight.
"She hasn't even reached the Golden Core Realm, yet she's already mastered the Daoist magic of flight? This is an incredibly rare talent. You could call her an SSS-level genius."
"So beautiful, so tempting. I've never seen such a beauty before. This year's Chang'e is the highest quality one since the founding of the Immortal Palace."
"To think our China has such a talented young woman! At just nineteen years old, she has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Liquid State and has already begun to comprehend Daoist magic..."
