"Fellow Daoist, please stay."
The soft female voice sounded like a whisper right beside their ears. The two Tiangang Sect disciples instinctively paused in their tracks and turned around to see, sure enough, a captivating female cultivator strolling toward them.
Ji Qingzhu stepped with a starry gait, her figure flickering in the void as a faint smile hung on the corner of her lips. Just a moment ago, an inexplicable wave of mischief had suddenly risen in her heart, and, feeling a sudden flash of inspiration, she blurted out those words—a result that even she found hard not to chuckle at.
Chapter 214