As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ye glanced at Chen Xi with disdain before turning to leave.

“Truly strange. Why would this little girl An Ke be so good to a male disciple? Could it be that this little girl has fallen in love…?” However, right when Yun Ye hadn’t stepped foot out of Azurecloud Pavilion, a lazy voice suddenly resounded out from outside the pavilion. It was a voice that was clear and melodious like the sound of a pearl falling on a jade tray, yet it just happened that this voice revealed a lazy feeling as if it was the sleep talk of someone who’d just awoken from sleep.

Accompanying this voice was a young woman that had disheveled hair, wore a large crescent moon colored Daoist Robe, and whose entire body seemed to be limp, and she walked in while rubbing her sleepy eyes.

This woman had beautiful jet black, soft, and smooth hair, yet it just happened to be disheveled like a clump of straw, and her clothes were extremely large, causing it to not conform to her slender and graceful figure. Moreover, she walked extremely carelessly and shook sideways with every step, causing her to have a slovenly and unkempt appearance that could simply compare with Madman Liu.

But unlike Madman Liu, even though this young woman seemed completely unkempt, she...