Chapter 2120: Rare Beauty

And so Little White, following the appearance of a wealthy young lady she had once seen in a bustling market, and then making modifications, became the beauty that now crowned the entire Myriad Heavens.

At the very least, among all the sentient beings of the Six Paths that Wu Feng had ever seen, he had never seen such a beautiful woman. Even Chang'e of the Moon Palace, compared to Little White, would immediately show a difference in rank.

How beautiful must that be?

Wu Feng could not help but recall a poem he had learned before crossing over: "In the north there is a beauty, independent and apart from the world; one smile topples a city, another smile topples a nation."

You see the world filled with myriad colors, and there are many beauties, but once you are accustomed to seeing beauties, you will feel that most beauties are all about the same.

Wu Feng also suddenly recalled a memory. Before crossing over, he was still working at a small company. Once, while taking a taxi, he shared a ride, and a girl got in, looking about eighteen years of age.

That kind of beauty, if you haven't seen it, you could say "the powder and paint of the six palaces have no color." Once you saw her, your heart was moved; she was simply stunning!

Little White's current appearance and figure could simply be said to be like that; it could simply be called a myth of creation.

When Wu Feng pondered these things, he furrowed his brows, extremely serious. He had an extremely high pursuit of beauty.

To put it simply, everyone has a love for beauty; to put it profoundly, Wu Feng was particularly concerned with appreciating this kind of beauty.

While Wu Feng was deep in thought, Little White, alone, appeared particularly lonely. She felt that Master did not have that kind of romantic love for her that people speak of in the world.

She was full of expectations for love, especially since she had long ago planted the roots of affection for Wu Feng deep in her heart, yet she had never confessed directly.

She felt that Wu Feng must despise her for being a demon who had attained the Dao. In the Six Paths, the Human Path was clearly higher than the Asura Path; the Six Paths had clear distinctions of high and low, noble and base. In Little White's view, her own status must not be worthy of Master.

She lowered her head, her long eyelashes blinking twice, her eyes filled with incomparable desolation. She had a sigh hidden in the depths of her heart, as if she wanted to let it out, yet in the end, she was afraid Wu Feng would discover it, so she did not show it.

How could Wu Feng know of Little White's many little thoughts? He only focused on the image in the Mirror of Guanshi, frowned, and said, "That scholar wielding twin swords has such remarkable skills. Can Erlang Shen handle him?"

Yet at this moment, high above in the sky, Erlang Shen had already led the vast heavenly soldiers to confront the evil spirits of the Wuxiang Realm.

Erlang Shen planted his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade onto the clouds, raised his head, and shouted aloud to the evil spirits opposite, "True Lord Erlang has come specifically to wipe out the evil spirits! Die quickly!"

"Hahaha!" The Red Lotus Enchantress looked at Erlang Shen and let out a wild laugh, saying, "Is this Erlang Shen? The Heavenly Court's final trump card?"

"What did you say just now? You want us to die quickly?"

Red Boy, holding his Fire-Tipped Spear upside down, his body wrapped in strands of scorching flames, looked at Erlang Shen and said, "You certainly have a big mouth. I wonder if your skills are just as big."

The Jade Gentleman looked Erlang Shen over carefully, then his lips curled into a smile as he said, "Heh, finally someone who can fight has arrived. Let me see what skills you actually have."

Yet looking at this moment, Li Jing was covered in wounds, his soft armor in tatters, and his helmet had fallen off. He was surrounded by a pile of evil spirits within the formation, his hands waving his precious sword powerlessly, while the surrounding evil spirits were still crazily surging upward.