Within the Spirit Jade Palace, besides the Palace Lord himself, all the rest of the disciples were female. There were bumbling young girls who knew nothing about the world outside, there were also gentle and graceful ladies with beautiful warm smiles. There was also no lack of highly alluring women who tugged at heartstrings of men and white haired wizened grannies with amiable gazes in their eyes.
Throughout the entire Spirit Jade Palace, and deep inside Mount Fu Yao itself, few people ever went inside the palace, with the lone male within always just the Palace Lord himself all this time.
However, in the hearts of all his disciples, the way they saw their Palace Lord had long transcended all boundaries and distinction between genders. He had become the firmest form of faith their hearts relied on, their only belief in worship.
