What appeared before everyone's eyes was a girl around sixteen or seventeen years old. She wasn't tall, only about 1.5 meters, with black hair, and wearing a large black overcoat. The clothing was a bit too large, slightly covering her figure, though it didn't affect much.

She moved against the light, with the edges of her silhouette slightly blurred, like dawn emerging quietly through the fog. As she gradually stepped forward, the light slipped over her figure, making everything around seem to sway and blur.

Until she stood at the forefront of the entire banquet with Jin, the people finally got a glimpse of her face—a momentary flash that seemed unforgettable for a lifetime...

Her features appeared as the crafted masterpiece of the Creator, though such a description feels too generic. More accurately, this face seemed refined by some invisible awe-inspiring force with precision. Her brows smoothly arched, carving out two curves—not soft, but like bowstrings filled with tension, ready yet unfired. The line of her nose was straight and steep, carrying an indisputable decisiveness.

Looking directly upward or downward, one would see her slightly pursed lips and her eyes, which were light purple—likely wearing colored contacts, not revealing their true color. Nevertheless, the vertical pupils, reminiscent of dragon eyes, were unforgettable. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Most importantly, the girl instinctively carried a kind of "presence." A resolute and unwavering aura. She stood there, quiet like a sleeping cat, yet was the storm's center, with invisible tension always surrounding her.

But then again, this was never an aggressive oppressiveness, rather an absolute concentration and determination that no force could sway in the slightest. Though the girl's gaze swept over the crowd, her eyes seemed to always land beyond what lay ahead, directed toward a distant shore known only to her.

Everyone present could distinctly feel that the girl's existence itself was miraculous—the invisible "presence" more astonishing and enchanting than any mundane beauty.

"Gulp..."

The officer curious whether Yun You had a blemished face involuntarily swallowed.

Even Jiang Wuji and Chen Zaikun, who had prepared themselves ahead of time, were equally stunned into their seats.

They had already inquired earlier, knowing Yun You's real appearance might be unbelievably beautiful.

But now seeing her with their own eyes, they still haven't regained their composure.

Vitinya swallowed a large mouthful of strong liquor, its bitter taste burning down his throat, yet unable to shake the ocean of disturbance within—waves layered upon waves.

In his mind, only one thought lingered—how could someone be so stunningly beautiful! This thought resounded like thunder, shaking his entire being.

Jiang Wuji stealthily raised his eyelids and met Yun You's gaze again, but her slightly smiling eyes were so deep, causing him to feel weightless and fall; his breath suddenly stilled, blood seemed to reverse, even his fingertips felt slightly numb.

What a joke, he was the closest to Tier Six among them, Apprentice Death God, the eldest student of Jin. Over the years, he had walked through wind and weather, seen all kinds of things, and encountered various beauties, haven't he?

Honestly, someone like Yun You, he really hadn't seen before...

Tian En also found it incredible.

Perhaps it's a woman's intuition. Actually, from the first time she saw Yun You, she vaguely felt that Yun You must be a hidden beauty, just often liked using mud and masks to cover herself.

Later, after Yun You stood up to save her and everyone in the camp, she became even more convinced of this point.

As the saying goes, one's appearance reflects their character—a kind-hearted young girl couldn't possibly look bad.

But now, when Yun You finally took off the mask, she realized she underestimated the girl's looks, which were enough to stir half the world. If this girl gave up her position now and became an idol, the fans and popularity she would receive would probably surpass all the idols and singers of this era combined.

Mokaka mechanically held a fruit, sucking on it intermittently, seemingly calm, but actually dazed for quite a while.

In fact, Yun You's figure and appearance style weren't the type she liked.

Compared to "girls," she preferred the big sister type like Tian En.

But at this moment, she felt her aesthetic changed in an instant, at least changed when she saw Yun You.

Her subconscious seemed to tell her that Yun You's appearance must be something she liked.

This was beyond the normal "beauty" scope, rather a soul-level resonance, to put it plainly—Yun You's face was one that no human could possibly dislike, naturally attracting everyone to fall for her.

Perhaps this was also an ability of the "Calamity Demon" bloodline.

However, at this moment, people finally understood why Yun You often wore a mask to cover her appearance in the past.

Sometimes, being too beautiful is an original sin.

Especially for the helpless, underprivileged commoners, even more so.

If Yun You had never thought to cover her looks from the start, then at most by age 14, the district she was in would have turned into a battlefield of endless slaughter.