Xiang Wuji looked at the woman in front of him.
The woman also looked at Xiang Wuji.
Her eyes were as clean as mountain spring water, so clear to the extreme.
There were no impurities, as if she had never been tainted by the mundane world.
A ripple even appeared in Xiang Wuji's heart, this ripple tempting his emotions, urging him to destroy the impossibly pure clarity before him.
However, Xiang Wuji had once incarnated into the mundane world, although his Dao Heart was not as flawless as that of Innate Saints, it was still firm in itself, impervious to external evils.
"Honored Guest Elder of the Changzhou Great Wei Immortal Dynasty, Xiang Wuji, greets Daoist friend."
Xiang Wuji was courteous.
The woman, like a pure white snow lotus atop the mountains, looked at him timidly, like a newborn fawn.
Yet Xiang Wuji could feel a strong threat from her.
