"She looks like a goddess descended to the mortal realm," another added, his eyes wide.
"She must be a high-level cultivator from a powerful sect. Someone like her wouldn't visit our little Stone Mountain Sect otherwise," a third guessed, nodding as though trying to convince himself.
"Even if she's here to challenge us, I wouldn't mind losing to her. I'd be honored just to speak to her!"
A group of female disciples stood nearby, their reactions a mix of admiration and envy.
"How does someone look so perfect? It's unfair!" one of them muttered, crossing her arms.
"Her spiritual aura is so refined. She's not just beautiful; she's powerful, too. You can feel it even from here," another whispered, biting her lip.
"Do you think she's here to see Elder Michael? Or maybe Daoist Midnight Lotus?"
"No," a male disciple interrupted, shaking his head. "I believe she specifically came here for Elder Riley."
The mention of Riley's name sent a new wave of murmurs through the courtyard.
