Chapter 905: Leng Ning's Senior Sister

"arrive!"

Leng Ning raised her hand and pointed to the wide square.

The airship slowly descended.

As they landed, many cultivators had already arrived from all directions.

They are all from an extremely cold island.

The architecture on the Arctic Island is quite unique.

Some of them are wooden buildings.

Some are ice sculptures.

Those people looked at them with suspicion.

Never before have I seen any flying artifacts come to the Frozen Island.

Could they be guests of the island owner?

The fact that they were able to enter without any disturbance must mean they were granted permission.

As the airship slowly landed, people all around looked in this direction.

The moment Leng Ning appeared, someone nearby immediately shouted, "Senior Sister Leng is back!"

The island of ice and cold was already very popular.

She's so beautiful, she has countless admirers.

However, most of them were self-aware enough to know that Leng Ning was not something they could covet.

Therefore, they all chose to secretly admire each other, and no one revealed their feelings.

Then, Jiang Yantian also disembarked from the flying boat and stood beside Leng Ning.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were as indifferent as an ancient well, yet he possessed an unparalleled aura that kept strangers at bay.

"hiss......"

The female disciples in the square instantly erupted in chaos!

Their cheeks flushed instantly, their eyes lit up, and their hands unconsciously clenched their clothes.

His breathing became rapid.

"My God! Who is he?!"

"So...so beautiful!"

"Even standing there, he looks like a painting..."

Whispers spread like a tide as the female disciples whispered among themselves, their eyes glued to Jiang Yantian.

I wish I could burn two holes in him.

Some even bolder ones would secretly take out a small bronze mirror they carried with them and tidy their sideburns in front of the mirror.

Trying to attract that indifferent gaze.

Just then, another figure stepped off the airship.

Luo Biling has a cool and aloof appearance and an otherworldly temperament, like a snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain, standing alone in the world.

She simply stood there, exuding an aura of aloofness and detachment.

It stirred up the surrounding wind and snow.

The male cultivators' eyes widened instantly!

Their gazes were still fixed on Jiang Yantian with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.

At this moment, however, they were drawn together as if by a magnet, turning towards Lobiling in unison.

Their eyes were filled with amazement and fervor, and some even unconsciously opened their mouths wide.

My mouth was practically watering.

"Then...who is that fairy?"

"My goodness, I thought Senior Sister Leng was the most beautiful woman in the world... I never expected this..."

"She looked at me! Did she really look at me?"

Several young male monks were so excited that they trembled all over.

I couldn't wait to rush up and strike up a conversation.

However, Luo Biling slightly raised her beautiful eyes, her cold gaze like the sharpest ice blade, lightly sweeping over those burning gazes.

"Shh!"

All the male cultivators fell silent instantly, as if doused with ice water!

That gaze was so cold, so sharp, devoid of any warmth, filled only with indifference and alienation.

It was as if I were watching a swarm of noisy ants.

The air seemed to freeze wherever her gaze swept over.

A chill ran through them, and they hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at it again.

Otherwise, it seems like someone might get killed.

When Liu Ye and Shi Jin'er came down, there were many men watching them.

Although they weren't as stunning as Leng Ning and Luo Biling, they were still incredibly beautiful fairies.

They were all beauties.

Leng Ning noticed many eyes were on Jiang Yantian, and she felt a little jealous.

Look, look, what's so interesting?

"Ning'er, the people here are quite hospitable. I think those few are almost on fire," Jiang Yantian said with a smile.

Leng Ning pouted, "It's all because of you..."

"Come on, I'll take you to where I live..."

Just as Leng Ning was about to lead the way, several female disciples immediately stepped forward.

"Senior Sister Leng!" Several female disciples crowded around Leng Ning, shaking her arm excitedly.

"Who is that brother in the black robe with silver hair? Is he a distinguished guest you invited?"

"Yeah, yeah! What's his name? Is the student council president staying here?"

Leng Ning took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart.

He subtly removed the hand of his junior sister beside him.

"He is my senior sister's husband..."

"?"

"Huh? Which senior sister? Is she Senior Sister Mei's husband?" the people asked gossipy.

"I think so. Didn't Senior Sister Mei often say that he had a Daoist partner? Someone like the Fifth Prince of the Black Sea Dragon Palace, but we've never met him!"

"That's not right. Senior Sister Leng and Senior Sister Mei have never gotten along. Why would Senior Sister Leng be with Senior Sister Mei's partner?"

Leng Ning is truly speechless.

Didn't she realize he was her husband?

There's nothing wrong with her assuming the role of a senior sister!

Why did I immediately think of that ugly woman?

“He is my husband!” Leng Ning gritted her teeth and looked at them.

Upon hearing this, they looked even more surprised.

Senior Sister Leng's husband, Senior Sister Leng actually found a Daoist partner.

It's incredible.

Leng Ning had no interest in explaining anything to them.

“Let’s go!” Leng Ning came to Jiang Yantian’s side and took his arm.

Now they had no choice but to believe it.

Senior Sister Leng actually has a Daoist partner.

That's too bizarre.

The millennia-old ice has actually been melted.

The disciples of the Frost Island then seemed to awaken from their daze.

Watching them leave, the female disciples next door continued to whisper among themselves.

Jiang Yantian and his group had just stepped onto the Ice Palace corridor and were heading forward.

A sharp whooshing sound came from above the square.

"call out!"

A white figure shot out from the ice peak on the west side of the Arctic Island.

It landed steadily in the center of the square.

The newcomer was dressed in a snow-white dress and had a beautiful face.

However, there was a hint of deliberate arrogance in his expression.

It was none other than Senior Sister Mei, Mei Ling, whom the female disciples of the Frigid Island had mentioned.

She had come to check on the commotion in the square.

As soon as he landed, he was surrounded by several sharp-eyed female disciples.

Everyone had an excited look on their faces, as if they were gossiping.

"Senior Sister Mei! Senior Sister Mei! You've finally arrived!"

"Senior Sister Leng just brought back a few people. The men are unbelievably handsome, and the women are breathtakingly beautiful!"

"Most importantly! That man in black robes was getting very close to Senior Sister Leng, even linking arms with her. Senior Sister Leng said he was her Daoist partner!"

"Taoist companion?"

Mei Ling's prim and proper senior sister demeanor instantly froze.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

The color drained from his face in an instant.

She suddenly grabbed a female disciple's arm, her voice shrill: "What did you say? Leng Ning has a Daoist partner?"

The female disciple, wincing from the grip, nodded timidly, "Yes...yes, that man clearly had an extraordinary background and an exceptional air about him!"

"Standing next to Senior Sister Leng... they're a match made in heaven!"

"A match made in heaven?" Mei Ling's lips curled into a cold sneer.

But a burning anger of jealousy surged in his eyes.

She and Leng Ning were both disciples personally taught by the island lord. Logically speaking, she entered the sect earlier and should have been the center of attention.

But Leng Ning's talent, appearance, and temperament all surpassed hers!

His cultivation speed is faster than hers, and his mastery of ice-type divine abilities is more refined.

Even the island lord's favoritism clearly leans towards Leng Ning!