Chapter 393: Sacred Land and Sacred Maiden
As the Tianjian Sect’s Spirit Boat arrived at Xuantian Sect, two more streaks of light zipped through the sky. These were other sects’ Spirit Boats, arriving almost one after another!
One after the other.
Both were reasonably sized Spirit Boats—albeit smaller than Tianjian’s behemoth. But only slightly.
The beautifully carved boat gently swayed in the wind. Detailed lines and carvings showcased the craftsmanship’s finesse. Glinting jewels and golden hairpins could be glimpsed on the deck.
There must be many fairies onboard!
And indeed there were! The dainty and exquisite craft touched down smoothly on solid ground, and out stepped an array of fairies in ethereal robes. Almost ninety percent were female cultivators! Only a small minority were male!
And all adorned in pristine white holy attire, giving them an air of celestial presence. They looked like holy angels from beyond the heavens.
In the center, a blonde girl stood out.
A faint halo seemed to surround her.
She had a graceful yet gentle demeanor, with an aura that could drown anyone in its warmth.
Her beauty was divine and approachable yet captivating. A perfect blend of stern holiness and delicate charm.
Too bad her eyes were covered by a spotless eye mask—no peeking allowed! But even so, people imagined those eyes as deep and clear as autumn waters, dazzlingly beautiful.
At this moment, the blonde girl was softly conversing with a younger girl in similar garb. She turned her head slightly to listen.
A gentle breeze swept past, lifting a strand of hair and brushing softly against her smooth skin. It was mildly annoying.
She delicately raised her long, elegant fingers to coax the errant strand behind her ear.
The younger girl beside her pulled gently on her hand, seemingly pouting. She mumbled something.
The blonde girl’s lips curled into a tender smile at her words, covering her mouth lightly.
Then, she happened to glance toward the Jade Plaza.
“Is that… the Sacred Maiden of South Continent?!” someone screamed in disbelief, his voice trembling with shock.
“Even the Sacred Maiden came!”
“Wow! She’s so stunning! Goddess is looking at me!”
“No way! She’s looking at me!”
Shouts and arguments erupted among the crowd. It was getting lively.
Although numerous cultivators from the five continents came to witness the spectacle at Xuantian Sect, the disciples were also secretly observing the international visitors.
In the South Continent, the influence of its Sacred Land’s leader loomed large, touching every corner.
Every man, woman, and child fervently believed in the Sacred Land. For them, it wasn’t just spiritual comfort but represented supreme power.
There was even a local rumor about people only recognizing the Sacred Land, not the Immortal Alliance.
The Sacred Land was their most sacred place.
And the Sacred Maiden—she was the epitome of reverence and love.
Whenever the Sacred Maiden toured the South Continent, crowds gathered, lining up miles long to catch a glimpse of her. Her popularity was awe-inspiring!
But here in the East Continent, though fewer worshipped the Sacred Land, her allure transcended borders. She had d*e-hard followers—many more female than male, which fit the theme of this bishojo game world perfectly.
They revered her simply because she was stupendously beautiful, and her sacred songs captivated hearts. They worshiped her like a god.
When the Sacred Maiden appeared in the East, the cultivators went wild.
“Sacred Maiden! Sacred Maiden!”
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The group of cultivators surrounded the Sacred Land’s Spirit Boat, their arms raised high in excitement, shouting for their idol.
In their lifetimes, they had never seen such gorgeous immortals.
The disciples quickly moved to form a protective corridor—polite yet firm—to shield the Sacred Maiden from overenthusiastic fans who might cause chaos.
It was like a big fan meet-and-greet.
Instead of irritation, the Sacred Maiden greeted with a gentle wave, her voice pure and sweet, striking each person’s heartstrings.
“This humble one would greatly appreciate your kind passage…”
Her melodic voice brought tranquility, and some even started crying or fainting from overexcitement.
This emotional outpouring pushed the atmosphere to its climax.
Abstract!
Extremely abstract!
Fans were heating up the scene, and even some competitors felt motivated.
With the Sacred Maiden coming to watch the competition, how could they miss a chance to shine?
Even Yun Zhonghe’s group was drawn in, watching with curiosity.
Mu Jixue crossed her arms, curious and inquistive, asking aloud, “That Sacred Maiden… can’t see anything, can she?”
“She can. Apparently, she has a rare disease affecting her eyes. That adds to her fragile charm while maintaining a strong and kind nature. During the selection, her popularity soared high above others.”
Song Ziwei chimed in, a hint of admiration in her tone.
“Pity beauty isn’t always well-received…”
Xiao Yang sighed.
But Mu Jixue shrugged it off. “So what? I’ve seen prettier.”
“That’s impossible! No one can compare to the Sacred Maiden!” Xiao Yue exclaimed, starry-eyed in adoration.
She clearly had a huge crush on the Sacred Maiden.
You’re just inexperienced.
Mu Jixue smirked, glancing towards Yun Zhonghe.
No one prettier than her could be around.
Yun Zhonghe:
An icy shiver ran down his spine.
