Suddenly, each and every Nascent Soul elder of the Hehuan Sect became extremely excited.
They were dressed in light, enticing clothes, their attractiveness severe and charming.
Thanks to the effects of their cultivation technique, each one was exceptionally beautiful. Although they couldn't compare to Ji Bingyu and the others, they each had their own unique charm, capable of making countless male cultivators fall for them.
"Sisters, I fancy this man."
"You have more than three thousand admirers, surely you don't need another one."
"I've been single for many years and my chambers are lonely. I need a man to fill my emptiness."
"Give this man to me."
A woman dressed in blue, a Nascent Soul cultivator, immediately spoke.
"Nonsense, you don't even think before you tell lies."
"You've been single for so many years, yet so many True Disciples of respected orthodox sects have been your close companions."