The woman who entered had a pair of extremely bright, clear eyes, from which one could seemingly glimpse a world brimming with vitality, fervor, and intensity!
Her eyebrows were like swords, her nose as if it were a suspended peak, her lips tender as if about to drip water. At the slightly parted corners of her mouth, a hint of the tip of her tongue was faintly visible.
This woman wore no makeup and casually pinned up her hair with a hairpin. Her clothing was also very peculiar; the lower half was like trousers, like a skirt, with pant legs spreading out like a skirt hem, while the upper body featured a tight top, with sleeves just passing the elbows. Compared to the common attire of female cultivators of the times, these clothes were quite rebellious.
