Zhao Jiuge’s eyes were burning with passion. Ye Aotian also saw the same figure, and even Xu Zhu’s gaze contained a hint of passion.

Compared to everyone else, Jiang Fuding was more subtle. Ling Bo Re’s attractiveness was unquestionable. Her mature and cool temperament was really popular. Even the surrounding disciples all looked at her with burning gazes. Those gazes all represented adoration.

Ye Aotian already didn’t like Zhao Jiuge, and he frowned deeply. He had always longed for Ling Bo Re, but she completely ignored him. When he noticed Zhao Jiuge’s gaze, he felt jealousy surge in his heart, but with all the elders here, he knew not to mess around. However, his rage built up inside him and he disliked Zhao Jiuge even more.

Ling Bo Re was still wearing a plain dress, and she seemed to be in a daze, thinking about something. She noticed the strange gazes locked on to her and naturally knew what they meant.

She no longer felt strange about the way men gazed at her. Not to mention, she had no interest in men—only cultivation...