"Hm?" At that moment, the woman, engulfed in sorrowful tears and heartbroken, heard someone suddenly greeting her.
Through her tear-blurred eyes, she looked in the direction of the voice and saw Huang Xiaolong.
A youthful lad, seemingly ordinary with nothing particularly striking about him, not very powerful, stood clean and neat on a flying sword, waving at her.
This woman, named Duanmu Wei, was very famous in the world of cultivators overseas. It wasn't that her cultivation was incredibly formidable—only at the early stage of Tribulation Passing after all. Although she was under thirty years old, deemed a prodigious figure of her generation, her fame did not lie in her talent, but rather—in her beauty and aura!
Yes, Duanmu Wei was regarded as the most stunning beauty in the overseas world, a nation-toppling beauty, the goddess in the hearts of countless young cultivators! The object of their pursuit!
She captivated all beings!
