"Minister Yang, most of the female cultivators abducted by those noble sons have been rescued and reclaimed by their families. But there are still many women from the Central Continent in Sima Peng's Flying Pavilion. I'm not sure how to handle them."
The female cultivator behind him removed her veiled hat, her eyes welling with tears as she looked at Yang Jing.
"Minister Yang, you saved my sisters and me from a living hell. I have no way to repay your kindness and can only offer to serve by your side."
Yang Jing had seen his fair share of beauties. From the distant Song Luoxi, a True Disciple of the Taixu Sword Sect, to Zuoqiu Feng and Yang Jingxu who were close by, all were peerless beauties. They simply possessed different kinds of elegance, each with their own unique charm.
But the woman before him was even more beautiful than any of them. It would be no exaggeration to call her a Celestial Immortal in human form.
