Shen Lian Here

The jade tree kept growing until it reached a height of ninety feet. Qing Xiao sat underneath the jade tree.

The silver flowers of the jade tree were not comparable to the beauty of Qing Xiao. They were enhancing by contrast.

She sat cross-legged underneath the jade tree and rested her hands on the knees. Her face had no expression, and it was not muddled by any dust. Her clothes were no longer green but were, instead, greenish purple.

Shen Lian could not tell whether the person here was Qing Xiao or Ziling.

He never considered himself someone who was fond of women, but at that moment he was infatuated with the grandmaster's beauty.

Beyond her, there were just ten thousand feet of the secular mortal world. In contrast, it enhanced the grandmaster's nobleness.

She was not affected by Shen Lian's infatuation. She said, "Shen Lian, for the following three days, please don't let anyone walk up the altar."