Capítulo 54: Reina Ignis
Who is the most beautiful person in the world?
It was the type of annoying question your clingy lover might ask you to fish out a compliment they wanted to hear.
It's a shame for those who ask this question on this continent because the most common response to this question wasn't the saccharine answer of "It's you, cupcake".
No, instead there was a definitive answer, a public consensus:
The perfect blend of talent, charisma, power, and beauty.
She was born into the Ignis Clan which dominates all things relating to fire.
The Ignis clan is a prestigious clan that rules over the Crimson Ascending Starfall Palace in Central.
The Crimson Ascending Starfall Palace is a sect whose history extended as far back as the 'Era of the Gods' along with all the other truly influential sects in Central.
The power players in Central were all sects that had been around since the Era of the Gods and these sects which ruled over the continent had one thing in common:
They had survived 'The Great Purge' and had managed to preserve their manuals gifted to them by the Gods.
Using these manuals, the Crimson Ascending Starfall Palace consolidated its position in power by producing impressive warriors who focused on the destructive nature of fire and by amassing large amounts of wealth through alchemists who focused on the gentler nature of fire.
She was acclaimed as the Ignis clan princess when she was born but was then exiled from the Crimson Ascending Starfall Palace at a young age due to an unfortunate accident.
She had failed what was supposed to be an easy training mission that led to the death of numerous promising youths who were direct descendants of the other influential clans within the sect.
As a punishment, she was exiled from the Crimson Ascending Starfall Palace for a century and ordered to return when she had matured.
She was supposed to rejoin the sect after her Tempering Journey and the Sect Elders had come to an agreement that she had sufficiently grown, but instead, she completely abandoned the Ignis name and joined the Venerable Yin Fairy Palace.
From there, she became the youngest ever recorded female to break through to become a Martial.
She blazed through the Mortal Tempering realms to become an unparalleled Martial Underlord at the age of 40, an entire 23 years earlier than the genius Janus Ashford who became a Martial at the age of 63.
And even now when the century-long exile had long since been fulfilled, she remained estranged from the Ignis clan and the Crimson Ascending Starfall Palace.
A legendary figure whose name was known by all.
The maverick of the cultivation world.
Reina Ignis.
She, who had risen through the ranks of the sect to become the Sect Master of one of the most powerful sects on the continent, was lazily lying on the sofa while her friend, Elder Blanche, looked at her lackadaisical behaviour in disdain.
Sect Master Reina had flowing red hair that was both long and messy. It draped over her sinful body like a curtain of fire, and just like a flame, its glossy surface reflected and gleamed in a shade lighter than blood.
Her posture as she lay was reminiscent of the pose in the film titanic with the iconic phrase 'draw me like one of your French girls', except Sect Master Reina's beauty far outshone the actress from Earth.
She had golden eyes that were narrow and cool compared to the larger almond shape that Elder Blanche had. The tails of her eyes extended outwards to give her a sharper look that was overflowing with confidence and charisma.
They were quite literally breathtakingly beautiful as the crowd forgot to breathe when they looked into her eyes, and although it was impossible for her to be making eye contact with everyone, it felt as if they were all being individually watched.
And they wanted to be seen.
There was a weird feeling of satisfaction in knowing that such a beautiful woman had even looked at you, that she had acknowledged your existence, and at that moment, you had occupied her mind, you had existed in her world.
The luxurious black robes she wore were decorated with red flowers along the sleeves and hems just like the robes that Elder Blanche wore.
The silky cloth didn't cling to her body, nor was it too small for her, but her voluptuous proportions made it seem as if she was purposefully exposing her adult charms.
Even though she was modestly clothed to cover all her skin, it did nothing to hinder her sex appeal and if anything, only added to it as the black robes desperately tried to hold all her curves in.
Her face was perfectly symmetrical with uncanny balance. If someone had designed the 'perfect' face for a woman, then Sect Master Reina had taken that perfection and added in her own personal charms to elevate it to an ethereal, divine level.
She had the image of a Goddess incarnate, and in her godly image, she continued to chew as the crowd watched her. There was a small plate full of grapes in front of her and it seemed that the screen had gone transparent while she was in the middle of eating.
Her plump lips moved up and down as she took her time chewing the fruit.
Once she finished tasting the fruit, she swallowed it and licked around her lips to remove any remaining sweet juice that lingered there.
And as if to imitate her, there was a loud sound of collective gulping as the crowd swallowed their saliva while watching her tongue move. It swiped across her bottom lip, and upon reaching the end, moved upwards to clean her top lip too, all the while leaving a faint moist trail that made her lips glisten invitingly.
If Elder Blanche had the appeal of an icy, unapproachable woman, then Sect Master Reina gave off a predatory aura of a seductress.
With the bold smile that never left her face and her impossibly enticing body, she was the type of woman who approached and hunted rather than sitting and waiting.
Everyone was mesmerized by her and her every action.
Even all the meaningless and everyday things that everyone did, such as blinking, were all incomparably more interesting when it was her doing it.
The way her red eyelashes fluttered when she blinked brought attention to her dazzling eyes, and just because of her innate beauty, it made the simple act of blinking intrinsically more worthwhile and meaningful for her.
Whether they were filled with lust over her seductive body, or admiration for her feats and power, everyone's attention was undoubtedly on her.
The sleeves of her robe flapped in the air as she waved at the crowd using her free hand while the other continued to prop up her head.
She didn't bother getting up or giving a proper greeting like the others by cupping her hands.
There was no need for her to do so, and no one could say anything about it.
"Don't mind me, just keep going," she said.
"Aaaa…" Elder Marvin droned in response.
He couldn't reply properly as he was still in the process of trying to understand the situation while being distracted by Sect Master Reina's face.
"Sect Master Reina, please put your veil back on. Your face is a hindrance," said Elder Blanche.
Her tone was cool and nonchalant, yet you could hear the faint exhaustion in her voice from her having to deal with her troublesome Sect Master.
"Don't be like that Blanche. It's such a hassle and it gets in the way when I'm eating."
Sect Master Reina picked up another grape and plopped it into her mouth.
There was another moment of silence as she took her time chewing.
"Besides, why should I have to live in discomfort just because of my beauty. Why should the issue of 'men not being able to control themselves' be my problem to solve?"
"Sect Master Rei-"
"Sect Master Reina!"
"Look over here!"
"Wooh!"
"Praise the Venerable Yin Fairy Palace!"
Elder Blanche was interrupted by the huge eruption of noise from the crowd as they finally managed to process the situation.
"Marry me!" Someone shouted from the crowd.
They were using the veil of anonymity to boldly declare their wishes.
But for a powerful Martial like Sect Master Reina, it was easy to find who had just yelled.
She pinpointed the exact individual who had proposed to her, a young and innocent-looking teenager who stood not too far off from Yeon and the girls.
She singled him out and looked him in the eye.
The teenager was wide-eyed as he never expected Sect Master Reina to react to his call, and he had never intended for her to do so in the first place.
Now that he had unwittingly caught her attention, he stood frozen unsure of what to do.
She laughed at the blushing teenager who was nothing more than a child in her eyes and gave him a sultry wink.
"Sorry boy, I'm afraid I can't. Blanche here would kill me if I said yes" she replied while pointing at her sighing friend.
"A-ah, S-S-Sect Master Reina, that was not my intention. What I meant was that I was just-"
The boy rambled on but no one in the crowd was listening to him and Sect Master Reina's attention had already passed.
Her eyes caught sight of Yeon due to his peculiar hair and gorgeous looks and they lingered shortly on him before moving on to scan through the rest of the participants.
Yeon could swear that her smile had deepened momentarily when their eyes had met.
Yeon turned to Emily and whispered to her:
"Emi, give me one of your veils."
Emily who had been admiring the most powerful woman on the continent was broken free from her reverie by Yeon's odd request.
"What?"
"And you have a robe with a hood, right? Lend me that too."
Yeon knew that Sect Master Reina could listen in on his conversation if she really wanted to, but he had no choice but to whisper since soul transmissions were a soul art that could only be learnt by Nascent Soul realm cultivators.
He wasn't sure if he had accidentally caught her attention or had any reason to do so but looking at everyone's reaction towards Sect Master Reina's beauty, he was reminded that there was a chance he could be singled out for his looks as well.
He had thankfully decided to stick to his male form and most of his face was obscured by his long hair and uncut bangs,
But if anyone were to take a closer look, they would realize that he too was breathtakingly good-looking.
Emily complied with his demands and summoned one of her veils and handed it to him along with her hooded robe.
"But why?" she couldn't help but ask.
"Because beauty without strength is a sin," Yeon replied while putting on the veil.
He wanted to cover himself while everyone was still occupied with the pair from the Venerable Yin Fairy Palace.
The disciple trials had yet to start and so no one was recording and the screen for the spectators to view the contestants hadn't been put up yet.
This was a high-profile event with many spectators from different sects, and Yeon was like a diamond rolling around a muddy path.
If someone noticed him and gained an interest in him solely for looks, he wouldn't be able to defend himself.
The fanatical shouting and mad gazes as the crowd chanted for Sect Master Reina warned Yeon of what could happen.
Yeon wasn't as well-versed in judging the faces of men since Adil had no interest in men and Beatrice was gay, but the beauty of Yeon's female form was divine.
In Yeon's personal opinion, although he no longer lusted after his own reflection after coming to terms with the fact that the body in which he resided belonged to him, he thought that no one had come to beat his female form in beauty, not even Sect Master Reina.
Since his male form and female form were counterparts, he was sure that there was a chance of him being targeted for his looks. The last thing he wanted was to become someone's boytoy.
Emily looked Yeon up and down and examined his face.
She had become more used to seeing his face over the past month and a bit, but even then, there were times when she simply ended up staring at his face like when she had first seen him in the queue outside the city.
Emily nodded and mentally agreed with Yeon's idea of covering his face.
"Beauty without strength is a sin…" mumbled Emily.
It was the first time she had heard the phrase, but she would never forget it.
After all, she didn't always wear a veil.
"Beauty without strength is a sin," she repeated, this time with more conviction.
PENSAMENTOS DOS CRIADORES 
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loti_apathae The door in my hands drop onto the floor as I forget everything.
Everything except those eyes of hers.
Forget the door, it's time to
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