"Lu Fairy is a worldly person, too?"
Shang Miaoyan put on a surprised expression. She set down her teacup and covered her mouth with her hand.
It was as if she couldn't believe that this outstanding Female Cultivator before her, one who perfectly embodied the noble characteristics of a Fairy—reserved, poised, elegant, and pure—could possibly be a vulgar woman.
"Don't be surprised, Holy Daughter. The Female Cultivators of your Yin Yang Sacred Land have always delved deep into the ways of the mortal world. You must hold the pretentious and reserved female cultivators of the Righteous Dao in the greatest contempt.
"After all, you know very well that as long as a person has not achieved sainthood, they are bound to have desires. Greed, lust, folly—they'll be tainted by one of them."
"I think so, too. Why should a woman confine herself with so many rules and restrictions?
