"Jiang Churan."
Chen Fan's eyes glittered. Jiang Churan looked completely different from a decade before.
She was just an average woman when Chen Fan first met her in Chu Zhou City, but then she became elegant and frozen cold, as if she were enveloped in plumes of Deity Qi.
Such unique qualities made her stand out among the female Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators. No wonder the Divine Prince of the Taichu Sect had laid eyes on her, then chosen her to be his Divine Princess long before, asking the Master of Taichu Temple to take her in as a disciple.
Chen Fan lowered his head and whispered, "Maybe Jiang Churan is also one of the 'Deity Fetuses' on Earth somehow."