Draw Goddess from Douluo

Her words made everyone feel relieved. Kakashi lowered his head in relief, secretly glad that he had escaped. Liu Yang and Qi Ling also felt unprecedented relief and joy. They understood that they were able to escape death this time thanks to Kakashi's persistence and hard work.

The woman sat on a high seat in the hall, her luxurious attire reflecting her cold and mysterious temperament. Her originally stern face suddenly seemed to be melted by the spring breeze, and a charming smile bloomed. This smile was like a blooming mandala, beautiful but a bit dangerous.

"I was just testing your loyalty to Wushen. I hope you don't take it to heart." Her voice was gentle and pleasant, yet it carried unquestionable majesty.

Kakashi stood under the lord, a little caught off guard by this sudden change. He bowed his head deeply and responded respectfully: "Master, you are worrying too much. How dare I doubt your intentions?" His voice revealed his absolute loyalty and awe for the master.

The woman stood up slowly, her movements were light and graceful, as if she was stepping on clouds with every step. Her long skirt fluttered down with her movements, covering her white, jade-like, slender calves. She walked down the high steps, and every step seemed to contain a certain rhythm, which made people involuntarily fascinated. Her figure was like a rose blooming in hell, beautiful and full of temptation, which made people's hearts flutter.

Liu Yang stood aside, feeling the powerful aura emanating from the woman. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and an inexplicable tension surged in his heart. He lowered his head, not daring to meet the woman's gaze, fearing that he would be attracted by her deep eyes and fall into an abyss of no return.

The woman walked up to Liu Yang and gently lifted his chin with her green jade fingers. Liu Yang was forced to raise his head and met the woman's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His heart trembled, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force, and he couldn't help but sink into the depth of those eyes.

"Little guy, what's your name?" The woman looked at Liu Yang with a smile. Her voice was gentle and kind, yet majestic.

Liu Yang was about to answer, but Qi Ling at the side beat him to the punch. Qi Ling calmly walked up to the woman, bowed slightly and said, "Honorable Sect Master, his name is Liu Yang, and he is the most talented disciple of Qingyun Sect in recent years."

Liu Yang looked back at Qi Ling in astonishment, his face filled with shock and horror. He couldn't believe his ears. Qi Ling would actually introduce herself to him at this time. Wasn't there always a subtle competitive relationship between them? Why did she choose to help him at this time?

"You..." Liu Yang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The woman looked at the scene in front of her with a hint of amusement in her eyes. She turned to Qi Ling with a meaningful smile on her face: "Haha, what a sharp-tongued little girl. Who are you?"

Facing the woman's question, Qi Ling raised her head fearlessly and said, "Master, I am Qi Ling, a disciple of Qingyun Sect together with Liu Yang. It is my honor to have the privilege to accompany you here this time." Her voice was clear and firm, revealing an unyielding aura.

The woman looked at Qi Ling, her eyes sparkling. She seemed to have developed a strong interest in this sharp-tongued, courageous little girl. She smiled and nodded, "Very good, Qi Ling. I'll remember you." After that, she turned to Liu Yang again, "As for you, Liu Yang. I hope you won't let me down."

Liu Yang was deeply shocked by the woman's words. He understood that this was the sect master's expectation and trust in him. He took a deep breath and nodded firmly: "Yes! Sect Master! I will live up to your expectations!" His eyes flashed with determination, as if he was ready to face all challenges.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed to have become tense because of this brief conversation. Everyone held their breath, waiting for any changes that might happen next. The woman still maintained that mysterious smile, as if everything was under her control.

Qi Ling's heart suddenly tightened. She felt that burning gaze dissecting her heart like a sharp blade. However, she did not retreat, but bravely faced it, took a deep breath, and said in a clear and firm voice: "Master, my name is Qi Ling, and I am also a disciple of Qingyun Sect."