Fell From The Sky...

That rascal…

Li Changshou, who was focused on refining the array foundation, placed a portion of his attention on watching the trembling backs of the disciple who was in charge of patrolling.

That person was extremely unlucky. He had witnessed the "hideous" makeup of the three young fairies in the sect, who were of two different generations.

Fortunately, everyone was very restrained and did not cause any bloodshed. They had merely frightened that disciple.

Jiu Jiu, who was extremely fierce, carried her Spiked Mace and stepped on a wooden stool. One glance from her was enough to make the patrolling disciple shiver.

Youqin Xuanya, who had washed her face clean, had an austere expression. Her gaze was cold, making the patrolling disciple feel uneasy…

Fortunately, the smiling Ling'e stepped forward in time.