Chapter 273 Mortals are like Grass, Demons like Beasts, Cultivators as Humans

In this open-air palace, no one responded for a long time. Song Yin furrowed his brow, his voice involuntarily growing louder:

"Are you the king of the Southern Plains Kingdom!"

The figure within the gauze curtain remained motionless.

Song Yin stepped forward two paces, reaching out to grasp the curtain.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a faint sigh echoed from within the gauze, soft and pleasant to the ear, like the ethereal orchids of a secluded valley, carrying with it a whiff of mystery.

Under this gentle sigh, the circular curtain surrounding the large bed slowly lifted to reveal an exceptionally graceful body.

Indeed, it was a woman, her features so delicate they seemed painted on, with skin of ice and bones of jade, her hair flowing like a waterfall. Her exquisite figure was barely covered by a thin gauze, her beauty intermittently visible and yet there was a sense of sanctity that made one dare not scrutinize further.