Chasing after her husband? Is it even possible to win him back?

At the invitation of their elders, hundreds of disciples quickly made way for the landing of the flying shuttle.

Guided by this, the shuttle slowly descended from the sky.

Although it is called a descent, it does not actually touch the ground completely. The height of only five or six meters is not an obstacle for cultivators of any level.

On the White Emperor City side, the Fifth Elder, who had an ordinary appearance and whose aura was not even perceptible, led the team, while Xu Bailing, as the sect leader's daughter, followed closely behind.

Logically speaking, Chu Xunfeng, as a direct disciple of the Elder Hall, should be following behind Xu Bailing at this time. However, Chu Xunfeng deliberately shrank among the ordinary disciples and mingled in the crowd.

As for the reason?

He had already spotted his ex-wife, who was very close to the front of the group welcoming Baidi City.

He didn't want to see her, nor did he want her to see him.

He simply doesn't want to think about it anymore. He's figured it out and let it go. But that only means he's let go of his past with her, and all the feelings and efforts he put in as if they were wasted on a heartless person. It doesn't mean he can let go of his feelings and perceptions towards that family, including his ex-wife.

Even sages lament that women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with. Chu Xunfeng knew he was no sage, let alone Ning Qiu Ning, who was a woman, and the Ning family, who were petty men.

I might be able to let go later, but not now.

Chu Xunfeng huddled alone among the disciples, silently waiting for the Fifth Elder, who was leading the way, to communicate with the cultivation sects of Bianzhou.

He didn't pay much attention to Ning Qiuning, only glancing at her before casually looking away to survey the entire Autumn Hunting Tournament venue.

However, this one glance was enough to stir something within Ning Qiu's heart.

At the forefront of the Bianzhou cultivators' group, Ning Qiu Ning's gaze suddenly fell upon the group of White Emperor City disciples, but she could only see the faces of some of the disciples at the front, as if the gaze that had just stirred her heart was just an illusion.

That calm and silent gaze lasted only a moment, but she had a gut feeling that it was him, it must be him.

The woman's frozen heart seemed to tremble slightly. Her gaze swept across the crowd for a few seconds, but she suddenly realized how foolish she was doing.

She quietly closed her eyes and silently recited the Heartless Mantra, quickly calming her restless heart. She returned to her cold and ruthless demeanor, just as she overheard the elder of the Supreme Sword Sect leading the group introducing himself. Her gaze turned and met Xu Bailing's eyes.

Everyone present seemed to see the flashes of sparks that erupted when their eyes met.

The two beautiful young women, one with a white veil and a serene expression, and the other with an icy demeanor and a cold expression, both knew at this moment that a fierce clash was bound to erupt between them during this year's autumn hunt.

"Fifth Elder, shall we begin in another half an hour?"

"The sooner the better." The unremarkable-looking Fifth Elder smiled and nodded, then turned to instruct, "Little Bell, organize the disciples into teams. You've been participating for two years, so you should know the rules."

"Understood, Fifth Uncle." Xu Bailing nodded, watching the Fifth Elder and the representatives of the cultivation sects in Bianzhou gradually walk towards the venue of the Autumn Hunting Conference.

She turned to look at the disciples of Baidi City, "Disciples of Baidi City, form ranks."

Xu Bailing's voice wasn't very loud, but since they were in front of outsiders, the disciples of Baidi City quickly formed ranks.

Xu Bailing looked around at everyone and said, "You all stay where you are. Soon, the person in charge of the autumn hunt will distribute tokens to you and explain the rules."

Chu Xunfeng huddled in a corner, keeping his distance from the cultivators of Bianzhou. He heard the young lady's words from afar, then turned to look at a senior brother who looked a few years older than him. "Senior brother, have you ever participated in the Autumn Hunting Tournament?"

"Yes, I participated last year." The man nodded, then turned to look at the person beside him, suddenly pausing for a moment, "Senior Brother Chu, you..."

"Huh?" Chu Xunfeng was taken aback; he hadn't expected the other party to recognize him.

But then I thought about it again, and it wasn't surprising that my disciples knew me during the apprenticeship ceremony held in front of the entire White Emperor City.

"Why did you hide at the very back?" The dark-skinned man looked at the elder's disciple with suspicion.

"They must be hiding from someone." Chu Xunfeng put on a helpless expression, as if recalling the past was too painful.

The dark-faced man was smart enough not to ask any more questions and steered the conversation back to the Autumn Hunting Gathering, "Senior Brother Chu, is there anything you'd like to ask?"

What are the rules of the Autumn Hunting Festival?

“This…” The dark-faced man scratched his neck. “Well, the details and rules are very complicated and can’t be explained in a short time. But if I had to summarize them, the rules are actually quite simple.”

"You must not kill people, hunt monsters, lose the tokens distributed by the conference, or steal other people's tokens. That's all there is to it."

"Unexpectedly... straightforward." Chu Xunfeng stroked his chin.

"This is just the experience summarized by our predecessors. In reality, the things that need to be read out at the conference are really complicated." The dark-faced man gave a helpless bitter smile.

Chu Xunfeng's eyes flickered. "Anyway, thank you very much. How should I address you, brother?"

"My name is Li Mude, Senior Brother Chu can just call me by my name." The dark-faced man scratched his head, looking rather honest.

"Okay." Chu Xunfeng smiled and extended his hand to Li Mude. "Let's do our best together at the Autumn Hunting Competition."

"Yeah, you keep it up, senior."

Chapter Twenty, The Three Lists: The Beginning of the Autumn Hunting Festival

Hundreds of people lined up in anticipation. Soon, staff members from the cultivator alliance in Bianzhou distributed talismans carved from spirit stones to the young disciples of various sects.

Chu Xunfeng carefully examined and observed it.

The talisman was exquisitely crafted; the spirit stone was carved into the shape of a bamboo strip about half the size of a palm, and one could perceive it through the mind.

[Attendees: Unnamed]

【Points: 0】

After the group of staff members left, a respected-looking old man walked to the front of the formation. He spoke calmly, yet his voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of every young cultivator.

"My dear friends, it's that time of year again for the autumn hunt."

"You have all received the talismans. First, please use your mind to contact the talismans and inscribe your own title to bind them."

"Name, nickname, anything is fine. If you want to be funny, consider whether you can accept it when your chosen name appears on the three lists." The old man seemed very humorous. "I remember more than ten years ago, a young friend named himself 'I really want to be a sword cultivator.' That young friend ranked seventh on the ranking list. Although he received a reward after returning to the sect, he was also severely trained by his master for three years, but in the end, he still failed to become a sword cultivator."

Chu Xunfeng smiled slightly, not because of the little anecdote the old man had mentioned, but because this thing could be named by itself.

[The last seat on the 19th floor of Baidi City]

Chu Xunfeng confirmed that the name he wished to leave was on the talisman, and then simply listened silently as the old man rambled on about the rules of the Autumn Hunting Tournament.

Overall, it was not much different from what Li Mude, the dark-faced man, had said. Of the twenty or so rules, only three truly restricted people's behavior.

Killing is prohibited. Losing one's own token is considered disqualification from the competition. Stealing another's token is also prohibited.

There are three simple things you shouldn't do.

Under such rules, coupled with such a group of sect disciples with clear distinctions, three things are bound to happen.

Team up, steal jungle camps, and maliciously eliminate others.

They only said not to kill, but didn't say not to use force.

So, what should I do if I am not familiar with the disciples in Baidi City?

Chu Xunfeng squinted, and before he could come up with a conclusion, a sudden gong rang out, echoing throughout the autumn hunting festival grounds that stretched for miles.

"The Autumn Hunting Festival will last for fourteen days and one hundred and sixty-eight hours. Young friends, we look forward to your wonderful performances!" the old man continued to announce.

Beside Chu Xunfeng, Li Mude, who had participated in the Autumn Hunting Festival, rushed towards the distant, shadowy Southern Wilderness Mountains the moment he heard the sound of the gong.

Chu Xunfeng stood silently in place for about half an incense stick's time.

He was already at the far right rear of the Baidi City queue, which was the furthest from the entrance to the mountain. Competing for the championship was neither realistic nor meaningful.

He simply looked up at the three enormous curtains that suddenly rose behind the old man, forming a triangular formation, after the sound of the gong.

At the very top of the curtain formed by surging flames, a single word condensed from bright orange-red flames: "Quality".

The tranquil, flowing water at the top of the curtain represents another word: [quantity].

The ice-covered ceiling is from [Various].

According to my senior, Yao Jiangshu.

The [Quality] Ranking records the strength of the demonic beasts.

The [Quantity] Ranking records the number of monsters killed.

The [General] Ranking records individual bravery, since different realms require different costs to kill monsters of the same realm.

Of the three lists, the comprehensive list is undoubtedly the most valuable.

Next is the quality ranking, and lastly the quantity ranking.

Chu Xunfeng didn't wait more than a few seconds before his name appeared at the very top of the three lists.

【Xu Bailing】

The young lady secured the first kill.

Chu Xunfeng is still waiting.

The next second, on the [Quality] ranking list, Xu Bailing's name became second, replaced by... [Ning Qiuning].

At the same time, the [Quantity] ranking also changed, with the names of [Xu Bailing] and [Ning Qiuning] instantly being pushed out of the top ten.

However, in terms of quality, Ning Qiuning is still number one, Xu Bailing is number two, and all those who focus on quantity are ranked after those two.

"Young friends, shall we set off?" The old man's voice drifted into the hall.

Chu Xunfeng looked around and saw that there were about ten other people like him still standing in the venue. The handsome young man raised his head, glanced at the old man standing under the three large curtains, and pressed his fist against his palm, "This junior will... set off?"

As Chu Xunfeng spoke, his tone shifted to one of doubt, causing the old man to turn and look at the three lists behind him.

At this moment, two very long names suddenly appeared on the [Quality] Ranking, above Xu Bailing and Ning Qiuning.

The first name listed is, [I don't know what to call myself; I'm too embarrassed to use my real name].