Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

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Wanyan Qianhua, dressed in red, leaned on the second floor of a tavern in a town. Her misty and seductive gaze was fixed on the people bustling below as she lightly swayed the wine cup in her hand. She drank a sip of wine now and then.

She leaned lazily, her body exuding a natural charm. An enchanting aura radiated from her with every movement, captivating the onlookers in the tavern, who couldn't help but stare.

"Who is that woman? She's incredibly beautiful," a cultivator exclaimed, unable to conceal his awe. His gaze was fixed on the woman in red. After admiring the beautiful womanly figure, he felt an irresistible itch in his heart, as if it were tickled by feathers.

"I've never seen her before. She must not be a local." Another cultivator replied. The woman in red appeared unaware of the intense gazes directed at her. She drank her wine perched by the window like a cat, exuding an irresistible charm.

"We rarely encounter such a stunning beauty. I'll go invite her to join us." The man couldn't resist standing up and walking towards the woman.

"Miss, drinking alone is not fun. How about joining us?" the man said, leaning over slightly as he approached her. He felt his mind sway as he caught a faint whiff of the woman's delicate fragrance. 

"Leave." 

Wanyan Qianhua's red lips parted slightly as she spoke coldly, but she didn't even bother looking back. She raised the wine glass to her lips, took a sip, and returned her gaze to the busy street.

Being told off by a woman made the man feel ashamed and his expression changed, especially after everyone looked in his direction. He stepped forward boldly. "Miss…"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Wanyan Qianhua's hand. However, at that moment, Wanyan Qianhua, who had been gazing at the view outside, suddenly turned her head. Her seductive eyes radiated a chill as she unleashed a mighty pressure. Even though she did not physically touch the man, he stumbled back several steps, groaned, and spat out blood.

"Spurt!"

He was unable to maintain his balance and fell to the ground, pale and aghast as he stared at the beautiful woman who was looking at him with indifference. The shock of what had just happened to him washed over his mind like a tidal wave.

The onlookers were also shaken up by what they saw. They all turned to look at the beautiful woman in red, shock written on their faces. Using only her pressure to shake off the cultivator, the woman even made him vomit blood!

At this instant, their initial impression of her had changed. Their eyes had changed from admiration to a mix of awe, contemplation, and curiosity. This woman could not be just an ordinary person. Who on earth is she? 

The crowd examined her silently and noticed her red robe, beautiful face, and outstanding temperament. The first name that came to their mind was Feng Jiu!

This idea, however, was quickly dismissed. This woman couldn't be Feng Jiu. They had never met her, but they had heard that she was a stunningly beautiful woman, possessing an icy beauty. The woman in front of their eyes was very beautiful, beautiful, but not in that icy, cold way. She was alluring, dazzling yet not vulgar. Since she was not Feng Jiu, who could she be, dressed in that same red robe?

Everyone looked at her and made a guess…