Chapter 347: Chapter 347 Why is the Immortal Master So Dripping with Power?

Even though she wore simple white robes that were clearly meant to be modest, almost saintly in design, they could not fully conceal the natural contours of her body.

Instead, the purity of her attire only enhanced the contrast, making her presence feel even more striking in a delicate, restrained way. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

It was a beauty that did not shout for attention, yet still demanded it. Her face was nothing short of breathtaking.

Every feature seemed meticulously refined, as though crafted by the heavens with meticulous care.

One glance was enough to leave a lasting impression so profound that it could easily be compared to legends of beauties capable of stirring nations, where kings would forget reason and empires would move for a single smile.

But what made her truly unforgettable was not only her appearance. It was the aura she carried.

A faint, sacred presence surrounded her like an invisible veil.

It was serene, pure, and almost untouchable, as if she did not belong to the same world as everyone else in the hall.

That holiness clashed strangely with her natural allure, creating a contradiction that was difficult to reconcile.

She seemed both distant and captivating at the same time.

Unreachable and impossible to touch. As she took her first few steps into the hall, the silence deepened even further.

The sound of her footsteps was soft, but in the stillness, each step felt amplified.

Tap...

tap...

tap...

steady and serene, as though she was not walking into a crowded celebration but simply arriving at a place she was already expected.

Many people unconsciously lowered their heads as she passed, not because they were told to, but because looking directly at her felt strangely overwhelming.

It was not fear in the usual sense, but a subconscious pressure born from that holy aura she carried. The men in particular reacted the most strongly.

Some instinctively avoided her gaze, feeling a strange sense of guilt rise within them for even looking.

Others forced themselves to glance away after only a brief moment, as though continuing to stare would be disrespectful.

A few could not help but look again, only to immediately feel conflicted, caught between admiration and a vague sense of shame.

Even the women present found themselves pausing, their earlier confidence slightly shaken by her sudden appearance.

She was the kind of existence that transformed the atmosphere simply by being there. And yet, despite all of this reaction, she remained unbothered by it.

Her expression did not change. Her gaze remained steady and calm, sweeping lightly across the hall as if she were simply observing the environment rather than being the center of everyone’s attention.

Step by step, she continued forward.

The entire hall remained frozen in silence, waiting, watching, as this mysterious woman made her entrance into the Ning Clan celebration, bringing with her an atmosphere that felt completely different from the festive mood that had existed just moments before.

She looked around the hall, and the moment her gaze settled on Lin Feng, she began walking toward his table without hesitation.

Her steps were steady and unhurried, yet every single movement carried an invisible weight.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed to subtly tighten with each step she took, as if even the air itself was becoming more cautious in her presence. The once lively celebration had now fully quieted.

A moment later, countless whispers began to rise from the crowd.

"Isn’t that Elder Qin Ran of the Grand Purity Temple?"

"It really is her... I’ve seen her before during the The Myriad Heavens Grand Meet many years ago. There’s no mistaking that aura and that temperament."

"If she’s here... then it must be related to the Grand Purity Temple’s disciple, Fang Yuan. He disappeared after that incident with Lin Feng in the Ye Clan, didn’t he?"

"That’s exactly it... this can’t be a coincidence." The words spread rapidly, like ripples across still water. In an instant, the mood of the entire Ning Clan hall shifted from festive to tense.

The Ning Clan elders, who had been calmly enjoying the banquet just moments ago, now stiffened visibly.

Their expressions changed one by one as realization set in, and uneasy glances were exchanged across the table. This was not a simple guest. This was someone from the Grand Purity Temple.

And more importantly... she was clearly here with intent. The implications were immediately understood by all of them.

If this situation escalated into a conflict, the Ning Clan would be caught directly in the middle.

No matter who won or lost between such forces, the aftermath would be something their clan could not afford to bear. On one side stood the Grand Purity Temple, a powerful and deeply rooted orthodox sect.

On the other... Young Master Lin Feng, whose origins were already shrouded in mystery and speculation, possibly tied to an ancient lineage. Neither side was something the Ning Clan could afford to offend.

The elders’ faces darkened as they quickly began communicating through hidden glances and low voices.

"This is bad..."

"If something happens here, our clan will be the one left to clean up the mess..."

"We cannot afford to interfere, but we also cannot afford to be seen as hostile to either side..." Cold sweat appeared on a few foreheads as the realization sank in.

One elder swallowed hard and muttered under his breath, almost like a desperate prayer, "If they are going to fight... let them do it somewhere else. Anywhere but here..."

Another nodded quickly. "Yes... yes, outside would be better. Far outside..."

Their earlier composure had completely vanished. Even those who had once held authority now looked visibly unsettled, their confidence replaced with caution and fear of the consequences that could follow.

Meanwhile, Qin Ran continued forward.

Step by step, she moved through the hall, her white robes flowing gently behind her making her entrance even more unbelievable.

Her expression remained calm, but there was a sharpness hidden beneath that calmness and an unmistakable focus directed entirely at Lin Feng.