As the enormous flying ship descended, a long escalator also deployed from it.
Compared to the Thousand Peaks Mountain, those who emerged from Red Dust Mountain were rather peculiar.
The escalator ascended, and both young and elder cultivators alike descended in pairs, hand in hand.
Among them, there were twenty young cultivators, forming ten immortal couples.
"This Red Dust Mountain is indeed interesting..."
Ye Yun was astounded by the spectacle, a first for him, and truly taken aback by Red Dust Mountain's grandeur.
Everyone who descended was in pairs; this scene was designed to obliterate single dogs!
Later, amidst the crowd, Ye Yun also spotted Gu Shuai, emerging with his immortal partner at the rear of the procession.
Apart from them, standing at the very end of the group was a peerlessly beautiful female cultivator clad in a white dress.
"With such looks and cultivation, she must be Elder Xu Binglan, the master Gu Shuai spoke of..."
Ye Yun glanced at her, his mind largely made up.
Indeed, Gu Shuai hadn't exaggerated earlier; his master truly deserved the title of peerlessly beautiful.
She wore a silver-white gown, its gauzy skirt trailing on the ground.
The curves of her slender form were exquisite, complemented by a face that exuded a cold, noble elegance. Her aura was akin to that of an ice mountain fairy.
"She is indeed a beauty..."
Such an aloof demeanor, keeping everyone at bay, caused Ye Yun to stare, lost in thought.
For some inexplicable reason, she possessed a captivating allure that made even his proud composure waver.
It wasn't until he felt a pinch on his lower back that he gasped.
"What are you..."
Ye Yun turned his head and saw Lin Xueyan and the others, along with a group of Chaofeng Mountain elders, all glaring fiercely at him.
Bai Xiaoxiao snorted lightly.
"Master, so you like this type? Your eyes were glued to her just now!"
Lin Xueyan agreed.
"Yes, yes, just like a pervert!"
"If I said it wasn't intentional, would you believe me?"
"What do you think?"
Everyone cast him doubtful glances.
Yet, in truth, Ye Yun felt genuinely wronged.
Xu Binglan's beautiful form seemed to possess some peculiar charm, compelling one's gaze to linger involuntarily.
"Elder Xu, it has been a long time. How have you been recently!"
Before he could explain, Qian Hong from the side stepped forward and greeted her warmly.
However, Xu Binglan merely offered a perfunctory nod.
"Thank you for your concern, Elder Qian. I have been well recently..."
Her voice was cool and melodious, capable of stirring the heartstrings; it could be called heavenly music.
Qian Hong stepped forward and chuckled heartily.
"That's good to hear. It has been a while, and you've only grown more beautiful."
"Mmm, thank you for the compliment..."
"It's quite a coincidence this time; you're also participating in the exchange."
"Yes, it is quite a coincidence..."
"..."
"..."
It was evident that Xu Binglan seemed disinclined to converse, yet Qian Hong was either oblivious or feigning ignorance.
Her current demeanor was a stark contrast to her earlier boastful persona.
Witnessing this, Ye Yun's expression gradually turned playful.
"This fellow, could he be a legendary simp?"
The scene before him looked exactly like a simp pursuing his goddess.
To this, an elder beside him whispered.
"Elder Ye, Qian Hong has been pursuing Xu Binglan, hoping to become dual cultivation partners."
"So that's how it is..."
Ye Yun watched the two continue their awkward small talk in the distance and couldn't help but shake his head.
After a long while, he sighed and said.
"Simps are not to be encouraged..."
It was a pity. With a wife like Xing Wu, he had no chance to experience such feelings himself, a true regret.
However, Ye Yun also understood; Xu Binglan's charm was indeed too strange.
Here, Xu Binglan was being held up by Qian Hong. Whether it was intentional or not, the conversation was dry and dull, yet it didn't cease.
Only after several minutes of awkward chatter did Qian Hong deem it inappropriate.
With palpable reluctance, he watched her head in Ye Yun's direction.
As she approached, Gu Shuai, standing beside her, enthusiastically greeted Ye Yun.
"Senior Ye! I told you we'd meet again soon!"
Seeing Gu Shuai again, Ye Yun smiled and nodded.
"I truly didn't expect you to be participating in the exchange."
"No, not really. I'm just here to observe and pay my respects!"
"You... have that much free time?"
"Ah, no matter how busy I am, paying respects to you is more important!"
Compared to Qian Hong's cautious sycophancy towards Xu Binglan, this young master's flattery towards Ye Yun was remarkably unrestrained, showing no concern for his pride.
As a result, many disciples of Red Dust Mountain wore expressions of astonishment.
"His Serene Highness, the Holy Son, has such a side to him..."
Ye Yun's lips twitched, unsure how to respond to him.
Just then, Xu Binglan, standing by, spoke in her icy, gentle voice.
"Is he the Elder Ye you spoke of?"
Hearing her question, Gu Shuai immediately leaned forward with a smile.
"Yes, yes! This is Senior Ye Yun, the honorary elder of Chaofeng Mountain!"
He stood beside his master, bowing slightly, pointing at Ye Yun and gesturing as he spoke.
"Look, Master, isn't he as dashing as I described?"
"Look at this handsome face, these eyes, this explosive physique, these legs full of power! Truly unparalleled!"
"And his talent is immense! At such a young age, he has already reached the Quasi-Heavenly Immortal realm!"
Clearly, he was unaware that Ye Yun had long since reached the Quasi-True Saint realm.
However, the peculiar atmosphere surrounding them was more noteworthy than this.
Xu Binglan raised her clear eyes to look at Ye Yun, observing him silently for a few moments before musing and gently saying.
"Hmm... indeed, he is quite remarkable."
Observing the actions of this master and disciple.
Ye Yun was somewhat bewildered and couldn't help but ask.
"Say, Gu Shuai, what is this..."
Upon hearing this, Gu Shuai zipped over to his side with a smile.
"Oh right, Senior Ye, this is the master I mentioned earlier."
"Uh... I could tell."
"No, no, no! You haven't seen anything yet!"
Gu Shuai shook his head repeatedly, appearing like a champion salesperson at this moment.
He threw an arm around Ye Yun's waist, and with his other hand, unreservedly pointed ahead.
There stood his master, a peerless beauty like a painting.
"Elder Ye, look, isn't Master as I described, a peerless ice beauty?"
"Uh, she is indeed very beautiful, but I'm very curious about one thing..."
"Curious about what? Elder Ye, look here!"
Gu Shuai pointed at his master, his gaze slowly sweeping down from her head, exclaiming in admiration.
"Look at this snow-white hair like silken threads! These crystal-like beautiful eyes! This face as lovely as peach blossoms! This ice-mountain-like expression!"
"Look at the curves of her chest! Aren't they perfect?!"
"And these delicate little hands! These long, jade-like legs, if paired with white stockings, wouldn't they (a licking sound should follow here)"
"Then these dainty, petite feet! Don't you just want to be trampled by them!"
"From head to toe, with this aura, isn't she exactly like an ice beauty stepped out of a painting?!"
With that, he finally finished speaking, and the air became frozen.