Watching Qing Muling's figure disappear into the depths of the chaotic void, Qinying Immortal Venerable sighed helplessly. Her beautiful eyes revealed deep regret and an indescribable sense of loss.

"Sister, is this person really that important to us?" Yun Qingzhi asked thoughtfully. Although she was quite interested in Qing Muling, if he couldn't be retained, it didn't seem like a great loss.

As one of the future heirs of the Luo Jia Divine Dynasty, this princess had seen countless prodigies and geniuses in her life, and her standards were exceptionally high.

Although Qing Muling appeared to be more outstanding than the elites she had encountered, the Luo Jia Divine Dynasty had always forbidden male cultivators from entering. It seemed unlikely they would make an exception for him.