While writing a diary at Zongwu, Wang Yuyan falls in love with someone else.

Yaoyue already knew what was going on, but she still asked, "What do they look like?"

"She is quite beautiful, the most beautiful I have ever seen in my life."

Gong Guangjie answered subconsciously, then his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly added, "Of course, compared to the heroine, the two of them are far inferior."

This wasn't entirely just flattery.

In Gong Guangjie's opinion, the two young girls were indeed very beautiful, but compared to the woman in palace attire in front of him, they seemed somewhat lackluster.

The difference between the two sides is simply not as exaggerated as he described.

Yaoyue didn't hold it against him, nor did she feel smug about it.

She knew her own appearance better than anyone else.

Even the most beautiful women in the world, as described by the diarist, such as Wang Yuyan and Xiaolongnu, she was confident that she was no less beautiful than them.

Meanwhile, Gong Guangjie's answer also confirmed to Yaoyue that the two girls were indeed the owners of the diary copy.

"In these three days, besides those two, has anyone else come to the Wuliang Sword Sect?"

“I didn’t see them, but I heard from my fellow disciples that two more women came to Wuliang Mountain two days ago, and another one came yesterday. As for whether there are any more, I don’t know.”

Upon hearing this, Yaoyue's heart sank.

Five people!

At least five people arrived here before her!

I wonder if someone else has already obtained the "Northern Darkness Divine Skill" and "Lingbo Steps".

"Take me to the forbidden area behind your mountain."

"Yes Yes!"

Gong Guangjie led the way, taking Yaoyue and her party to the edge of the cliff on the back mountain.

"That's the stone wall where the 'Immortal Dances with Sword' is... Hey? There's a rope here."

Gong Guangjie had barely finished his introduction when he exclaimed in surprise.

Without her saying anything, Yaoyue had already seen it before him.

Upon reaching the edge of the cliff and looking down, Yaoyue instructed, "Keep an eye on him."

Then he jumped down.

Gong Guangjie gasped in fright.

Hua Yuenü said coldly, "Don't even think about running away. Behave yourself, and you'll have a chance to survive."

"Yes, I won't run! I won't run! How could I dare..." Gong Guangjie said with a forced smile, repeatedly assuring her.

……

After Yue jumped off the cliff, she used the momentum several times along the way and finally landed safely at the bottom of the cliff.

Looking around, one can see a large waterfall hanging like a jade dragon on the cliff to the left, cascading down into a crystal-clear lake.

Along the lakeside, clusters of camellias sway gracefully in the hazy sunlight.

Suddenly, Yaoyue's heart stirred, for she had heard some noise.

Even though the roar of the waterfall was not far away, it still did not escape her ears.

Without hesitation, Yaoyue followed the sound and eventually found a cave.

There were faint voices and dim light inside the cave.

"Sigh, I've searched everywhere, but there's no martial arts manual at all!"

"Did the diary's owner make a mistake?"

"Impossible! How could he possibly misremember something so important? That 'Northern Darkness Divine Art' is something he's been longing for."

"Could it be somewhere else in Wuliang Mountain? Not here?"

"That's unlikely. This place is so well hidden, even at the bottom of the lake. We searched for so long before finding it, so it's probably here."

"I don't want to look anymore, I've given up."

"Since we're already here, let's keep looking. What if we find it in the next moment?"

Upon hearing this, Yaoyue, who was outside the cave, was overjoyed and slipped inside without hesitation.

After passing through a passage, descending more than ten stone steps, and crossing several room doors, a beautiful woman in palace attire suddenly appeared before her, holding a long sword with the tip pointed at Yaoyue's chest.

Yaoyue dodged the attack, her eyes flashing with a cold light, and slapped out with her palm!

But in that instant of reflection, she realized that although the woman possessed an elegant demeanor, she was not a living person, but a jade statue carved from white jade. Disgusted.

Realizing she had misunderstood, Yaoyue quickly unleashed another palm strike.

This palm strike was even faster and more powerful, arriving first despite being delivered later, neutralizing the force of the previous strike. (Shen)

A rumbling sound echoed, and fragments of stone flew everywhere. (Swelling)

The jade statue remained intact, but the ground was now pitted and uneven. (Bricks)

Hearing the commotion, the people inside the cave turned around and saw Yaoyue standing beside the jade statue.

"What a nice view!"

"Amazing!"

Two different exclamations rang out in the stone chamber, and six pairs of eyes fell on Yaoyue.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, as if she were riding on the breeze; her white robe was whiter than snow, and her long hair was like clouds.

Her graceful figure was like a fairy dancing on water; her beauty was unparalleled, surpassing all others in the world.

Even the most lavish praise seems insufficient to describe her. (Ling)

That otherworldly beauty gave her a captivating, seemingly innate charm.

It is high above and cannot be looked directly at.

She has a petite figure, but gives people a strong sense of oppression.

It seemed that there was a huge beast hidden in that small body. With a little stimulation, it would burst out with infinite power and tear everything that stood in its way into pieces.

She just stood there quietly, giving people the feeling that she was standing above the heavens, looking down at the countless creatures in the world with her indifferent eyes.

The subtle sunlight, cleverly refracted through the design, falls upon her snow-white palace dress, creating a gentle halo that makes her appear even more holy, ethereal, and unapproachable.

In an instant, Yaoyue outshone everyone present!

One of the women in black, whose faces were covered by a black cloth, glanced at Yaoyue and carefully observed her appearance and figure, concluding that she was no less beautiful than her.

But when it comes to temperament and presence, she is far inferior.

Suddenly, a girl in a blue robe beside her tentatively asked, "A copy of the diary?"

Before Yaoyue could answer, she turned to the woman in black and said, "Oh dear, I said it! Sister Mu, this sister is also a copy of the diary!"

At this moment, another woman holding a pipa spoke up: "Are you the Palace Master of Yihua Palace? The First Palace Master Yaoyue? Or perhaps the Second Palace Master Lianxing?"

Upon hearing this, Yaoyue looked over and saw that the other person was quite beautiful, a stunning beauty even by today's standards. Instead of answering, she asked, "Who are you?"

Faced with Yaoyue's unexpected takeover, the woman was not angry, but smiled slightly: "My name is Lan Xiaodie."

The girl in the green dress waved to Yaoyue, her voice soft and cheerful: "My name is Zhong Ling."

Then she hugged the arm of the woman in black beside her and said with a smile, "This is my sister Mu Wanqing."

The woman in black glared at her and scolded, "Who asked you, you little brat, to be so talkative!"

Hearing the slight reproach in her tone, Zhong Ling dared not argue back. She lowered her head slightly and softly said "Oh."

Of the other three women, one was just as beautiful as Yaoyue, but she lost out in terms of temperament and presence.

She was dressed in white, her beauty unparalleled, her face expressionless, her voice clear and cold: "Mei Jiangxue."

"The Five Poisons Sect, Dugu Yiren." The fifth woman announced her name.

Yaoyue glanced over and immediately recognized the cold and beautiful girl in front of her as the one who had poisoned Zuo Zimu to death with a single blow three days ago.

The girl behind Dugu Yiren felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Yaoyue's imposing gaze. She forced herself to say, "I...I'm called Zhutao, just a maidservant of Miss."

036 Inviting the Moon: You little brat, you dare to challenge me?

Maid?

Even if she was just a maid, from the moment she obtained the copy of the diary, she was no longer an ordinary maid.

She was even luckier and more noble than some princesses of imperial dynasties!

Yaoyue glanced at Zhutao's appearance.

Although she was dressed as a maid, her features were delicate and her appearance beautiful, no less so than her mistress's.

No wonder he has a copy of the diary.

Seeing that all six had given their names, Yaoyue said calmly, "I am Yaoyue."

"Looking across Yunzhou, only the two palace masters of Yihua Palace possess such beauty and presence." Lan Xiaodie smiled, not at all surprised.

Yaoyue glanced at her: "You're not bad either."