In the center of the plaza, the Yaochi Saintess stood high above, adorned in white attire, her flowing hem dancing like an ethereal fairy descending to the mortal realm.
Her eyes were profound, as though capable of seeing through one's heart. On her stunningly beautiful face, a faint smile lingered, exuding an air both noble and approachable.
"You all performed outstandingly in this trial."
The Yaochi Saintess's voice was as melodious as heavenly music. "Especially Gu Sheng, who has brought endless honor to our Yaochi Holy Land."
Saying this, her gaze turned to Gu Sheng, her eyes shimmering with admiration and affirmation.
Among the crowd, Gu Sheng stood glowing with golden light, resembling a War God. He raised his head to meet the Yaochi Saintess's gaze, a surge of inexplicable emotion welling within his heart.
"Gu Sheng, come forward." The Yaochi Saintess gestured gently, her voice soft and gentle.
