Han Chun'er stepped out of the attic, wearing an ancient-style white dress, her posture extraordinarily graceful.

She walked directly on air, approaching the high platform step by step. With each footfall, a lotus bloomed beneath her feet as if she were a fairy. Her black hair floated like clouds, a truly dazzling and enchanting sight.

"She hasn't even reached the Golden Core Realm, yet she's already mastered the Daoist magic of flight? This is an incredibly rare talent. You could call her an SSS-level genius."

"So beautiful, so tempting. I've never seen such a beauty before. This year's Chang'e is the highest quality one since the founding of the Immortal Palace."

"To think our China has such a talented young woman! At just nineteen years old, she has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Liquid State and has already begun to comprehend Daoist magic..."

The crowd of cultivators was stunned, their gazes fixed as they began to discuss fervently. Even Zhou Tianyu and Zhang Hangkui, who had been drinking, set down their wine cups and immediately turned their attention to her. A look of admiration appeared on their faces as well.

It was a known fact that not even all Golden Core Realm Cultivators had mastered such powerful Daoist magic as Telekinesis, nor could they all fly without the aid of a Flying Sword. Therefore, a cultivator who could comprehend Daoist magic while still in the Liquid State was exceedingly rare. Those who did so without an orthodox lineage were undoubtedly SSS-level geniuses. Reaching the Golden Core Realm was a certainty for them, and they even had a high probability of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.

Thus, this beauty named Han Chun'er could truly be called an SSS-level genius.

Han Chun'er was still wearing a veil, hiding her face from view. But when she descended gracefully and stood elegantly on the high platform, all the cultivators gasped, their faces showing expressions of complete infatuation.

This was because Han Chun'er's figure was simply too perfect. At 1.75 meters tall, she possessed the most beautiful S-shaped curve imaginable. Her ample breasts threatened to burst from her dress, her buttocks were high and shapely, her waist was slender, and her legs were long. She had a true devilish figure, one that could make countless men get nosebleeds and drool.

"Take off the veil! Quick!" a cultivator shouted impatiently, his face burning with fanaticism. Immediately, more and more cultivators began shouting in excitement.

Han Chun'er blushed shyly but still removed the veil with a graceful motion.

In an instant, a face as beautiful as a flower was revealed. Her eyes were large and bright, sparkling with utter clarity. She had a delicate, melon-seed-shaped face with skin so flawless it seemed it would break at a touch. Her nose was high and elegant, and when she smiled sweetly, two rows of pearly white teeth were revealed. Paired with her small, sexy red lips, she looked exceptionally beautiful and alluring.

At that moment, many found themselves lost in a daze. If only I could kiss her passionately, what a wonderful feeling that would be! What pure happiness!

Ma Rufei and the other two fools were already slack-jawed, drooling as they muttered nonsense.

"She's gorgeous, Eldest Brother! A beauty like that is top-tier! We have to win the bid for her!"

"Let's make her our junior sister! I'd be so happy just seeing her every day."

"I want to sleep with her... but I know that's not in the cards for me."

Zhang Bin, however, remained silent. A sharp light shot from his eyes as he carefully scrutinized Han Chun'er, comparing her to the black-clad, masked woman who had tried to assassinate him. Of course, Tutu was also analyzing the situation.

"Master, Han Chun'er's body type is almost identical to that of the black-clad, masked woman," Tutu said in Zhang Bin's mind. "However, Han Chun'er is two inches taller. Their temperaments also seem different. The masked woman exuded a bloody, murderous aura, while Han Chun'er gives off a warm, spring-like feeling."

"Are you implying that Han Chun'er isn't the masked woman who tried to assassinate me?" Zhang Bin frowned. His intuition told him that Han Chun'er was no simple woman, and there was a very high chance she was the assassin.

"On the contrary, the probability that she *is* the masked woman is as high as seventy percent," Tutu replied. "There are too many similarities: their age, their talent, and their cultivation level are all about the same. As for her height, it's been almost a year. It's entirely possible she's grown two inches. And temperament can be faked."

Excellent, truly excellent. You've finally shown your true colors, Zhang Bin sneered inwardly, continuing to stare intently at Han Chun'er.

"Everyone, my name is Han Chun'er," she began. "I wish to join a major sect, and my master must be a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. I must reach the Nascent Soul Stage within ten years. I have an enemy who is both very talented and very powerful. To kill him, I must reach the Nascent Soul Realm."

As Han Chun'er spoke, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes, and her face became etched with bone-deep hatred.

"She's absolutely perfect," many of the Golden Core Realm Cultivators exclaimed in admiration.

What was the ultimate motivation for cultivation? Many would say it was for longevity or Ascension to the Immortal Realm, but those goals were too distant and illusory. The best motivation, therefore, was a deep-seated vendetta. That kind of drive guaranteed tireless persistence and constant effort, allowing one's cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds. Judging by Han Chun'er's expression and tone, she wasn't lying about having a talented and powerful enemy.

With her natural talent combined with the best possible motivation, this woman was certain to grow strong rapidly. As long as she received the teachings of a major sect, obtained elixirs for her breakthroughs, and understood the mysteries of righteous merit, she could quickly break through to the Golden Core Realm. After ten years of arduous cultivation, even reaching the Nascent Soul Realm was possible.

What sect wouldn't want to recruit such a genius disciple?

Only Zhang Bin felt differently. A chill ran down his spine, precisely because of the words Han Chun'er had just spoken. He felt an immense threat. At the same time, he was filled with doubt. How could he possibly have a feud with this girl? He was just a farmer who had started his cultivation journey a year ago and hadn't done anything cruel or unjust. How could he have such a talented and terrifying enemy?

Could I have been mistaken? Is this girl not the same masked woman who tried to kill me?

Since Han Chun'er's demands were so high—requiring a sect with a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator—only two people present were qualified to bid: Zhou Tianyu and Zhang Hangkui. Even Zhang Bin was not eligible. He wasn't a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, and in fact, the Taiqing Sect didn't have any.

"Hahaha..." Zhou Tianyu and Zhang Hangkui burst into laughter and stood up at the same time.

Zhou Tianyu chuckled strangely. "Han Chun'er, is it? Just say the word. Do you want to enter the Shushan Sect or join the Kunlun Sect? Brother Zhang and I would both be willing to take you as our disciple."

"Whichever sect can help me reach the Nascent Soul Stage faster, I will join that one," Han Chun'er said, a radiant smile blooming on her lovely face, making her look exceptionally beautiful and alluring. "I can't wait to kill my enemy."

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