Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The sedan chair slowly passed through the crowd, with the old man acting as a vanguard. Anyone who was even a step too slow would be pushed aside by his invisible energy and stagger backward.

Qingguo and Qingcheng, squeezed in the crowd, watched this scene with a hint of curiosity flashing in their small eyes.

"Sister, is the Xuan Yin Sect very powerful?"

Qingcheng tugged at Qingguo's sleeve and spoke.

"Judging by this entourage, he seems to be a very important person."

The beauty narrowed her eyes, looked the sedan chair up and down, and snorted disdainfully:

"Hmph! So what if it's all show and no substance? In my opinion, it's probably just a pretty face with no substance!"

"Still so delicate, you need someone to carry you around."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those around her to hear.

The old man raised an eyebrow, abruptly turned his head, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes:

"Where did this filthy creature come from, daring to speak ill of my Xuan Yin Sect here?"

His gaze fell on the faces of Qingguo and Qingcheng, and his initial anger instantly froze, then transformed into an indescribable strangeness.

As if seeing something unbelievable, she subconsciously took a half step back, her eyes even showing a hint of... disgust?

This subtle gesture, when seen by both the beauty of the nation and the beauty of the city, was interpreted in a different way.

"Look, girl!" Qingguo proudly raised her chin. "Even this old man is stunned by our beauty!"

Qingcheng nodded repeatedly, puffed out her chest, and tried her best to look more "charming":

"It must be the charm of us sisters that makes even an old man like me drool!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators glanced at the stunningly beautiful woman and then at the old man's strange expression.

Unable to contain themselves any longer, they all lowered their heads, their shoulders trembling uncontrollably, trying their best to suppress their laughter.

The old man was taken aback by this self-satisfied conversation, his face turning pale and then red.

In all his life, this was the first time he had ever seen such a... "confident" and androgynous person.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, let out a cold snort, and a powerful energy surged towards Qingguo and Qingcheng.

"Where did this ugly monster come from, daring to appear before the young master? Get lost! Don't offend my young master's eyes!"

The woman, who had always looked down on these people, was furious upon hearing this.

They hated nothing more than being called ugly. Qingguo immediately stepped forward, pointed at the old man, and shouted angrily:

"What are you saying, you old codger?! My sister and I are both beautiful and refined, how dare you say we're ugly? I think you're blind!"

Qingcheng was trembling with anger, her cheeks flushed red. She stood with her hands on her hips and said in a shrill voice:

"Exactly! You arrogant fool, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? How much bad karma did you have in your past life to look like that?"

"Wow...hahahaha," the stunning beauty burst into laughter after saying that.

"court death!"

The old man was furious, never expecting that these two "unique"-looking women would dare to insult him in public.

Just as he was about to make a move, a lazy male voice suddenly came from inside the sedan chair, tinged with amusement: "Old man, that's enough."

Upon hearing this, the old man, though unwilling, still restrained his aura and bowed, replying, "Yes, young master."

The sedan chair stopped, and the curtain was gently lifted by a hand with distinct knuckles, revealing a handsome face with a touch of effeminacy.

The man was about twenty years old, with a pale complexion that was almost sickly. He had a half-smile on his lips and a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

It was Yin Wushang, the young master of the Xuan Yin Sect.

His gaze swept over the stunningly beautiful women, initially with a hint of indifference.

Upon seeing their faces clearly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a laugh:

"Interesting, interesting."

He glanced at the two beauties, his tone flippant:

"These two young ladies are quite...unique. I see you have extraordinary talent."

"He's quite a promising candidate for cultivating my teachings. I wonder if he'd be willing to return to the Xuan Yin Sect with me and enjoy a life of wealth and luxury?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding cultivators.

The Xuan Yin Sect's cultivation methods are famous for dual cultivation, so the young master's meaning couldn't be clearer!

But looking at her stunningly beautiful face, everyone felt a sense of absurdity. This young master's taste was too unique!

The eyes of both Qingguo and Qingcheng lit up.

"Wealth and glory?" The beauty rubbed her hands together. "How much could it be?"

Qingcheng looked the young master up and down, then feigned modesty and said:

"Although the young master is quite handsome, he's probably not good enough to marry us sisters!"

Yin Wushang's smile froze; he clearly hadn't expected such a response.

He paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Interesting! This is the first time I've ever been disliked! Good, very good!"

His face suddenly darkened, and a deep disgust flashed in his eyes: "Since you are unwilling to comply, then this young master will not force you."

"But this desolate mountain city is not a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can run wild."

"If you know what's good for you, get the hell out of my sight!"

The two beauties exchanged a glance and put away their joking expressions.

"Sister, I think this pale-faced pretty boy is really asking for a beating!" Qingcheng flexed her wrists.

"My sister's right!" Qingguo clenched her fist. "It's a good opportunity to stretch our muscles and show him what we sisters are capable of!"

"presumptuous!"

Ku Rongzi roared angrily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Two arrogant and ugly freaks, how dare they disrespect their young master?"

"Today I will show you that the majesty of the Xuan Yin Sect is not to be violated!"

"You old codger, how dare you call us ugly monsters? Sister, let's get him!" Qingguo shouted.

The onlookers were completely dumbfounded; no one had expected these two unusually beautiful sisters to...

Her audacity was as immense as the two large steamed buns stuffed into her breasts.

The two stunningly beautiful women quickly formed hand seals and shouted:

"Kaleidoscope Palm"

The palm print transformed into countless petal shapes and attacked Ku Rongzi.

A ruthless glint flashed in Ku Rongzi's eyes. He formed hand seals, and the Yin energy within his body surged wildly.

It transformed into a giant Xuan Yin serpent, its blood-red maw wide open, and lunged at the Myriad Flower Palm attack from Qingguo and Qingcheng.

"boom--"

After a deafening roar, the Xuan Yin Serpent was shattered by the flower petals, and the black mist vanished without a trace.

Ku Rongzi groaned and staggered back several steps, his face full of astonishment.

"This...how is this possible?" Kurongzi stared incredulously at the stunningly beautiful woman. "These two ugly monsters actually withstood eighty percent of my power in one move!"

Both Qingguo and Qingcheng were shaken and forced back a hundred meters, with a slight trickle of blood from the corners of their mouths, but their eyes remained sharp as knives.

Qingcheng said to Qingguo, "Sister, we are no match for this old geezer! This old geezer seems to be at the Nirvana Realm."

"Sister, we were careless this time," Qingguo replied.

The onlookers were stunned. No one expected that these two strangely-looking sisters could withstand a single move from Ku Rongzi, a mid-stage Nirvana Realm cultivator.

This level of strength already surpasses that of 99% of those present.