The Fierce Immortal Among the Stars

One day, the Daoist Venerable practiced his sword dance aboard a ferry boat. When he finished, he asked his disciples for their thoughts.

The senior brother said, "As graceful as a startled swan."

The senior sister said, "A sword that shakes the Nine Provinces."

The female lead said, "A nice waist."

A moon-white robe with sapphire trim, a violet skirt beneath, and a fitted waist that showed off that tiny waist... Slurp, drool...

The Daoist Venerable asked again, "What else?"

The female lead said, "Straight legs."

Oh my, it's all legs below that waist, and he's handsome, too. How can a veteran like me, who's painted herself green, cope?!

Daoist Venerable: "Excellent. You're the one."

Female lead: Confused face.

Note: This is part of a series. The male and female leads are fixed, and there is no romance, just the relationship between master and disciple. Also, neither the female lead nor the male lead is normal. One stayed cooped up for sixty years with no one to talk to, so she's mentally unwell, especially talkative, gets carried away around people, and loves showing off her presence. It's a side effect of loneliness. The other was trapped in a Soul-Summoning Banner for five hundred years, so he's mentally unwell, too, and prone to violence. That's a side effect of tearing ghosts apart inside the banner. If you don't like it, you can click the upper-right corner to leave.