With Xiaolan
Myria looked at their expression and realized that she had gone overboard with her revealing some matters. She pursed her lips and delightfully waved her hand.
"Alright, I feel like if I start recounting my past, you might all start worshiping me. So I'll leave this at that and move on to the important question."
"Are even one of you going to betray me after hearing all this? I'm inquiring because I don't leave any betrayers alive."
The four beauties of the Mystic Ice Sect frantically shook their heads as if they were little kids as they heard her nonchalant tone. Myria's capabilities were already known, so when she claimed that she was an individual who was something more powerful than an immortal, they couldn't help but want to believe in her words.
Even if she was not, she still presented herself to be known as an immortal in their minds.
"Good!" Myria satisfactorily nodded.