After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

Tang Xi immediately gripped the whip wrapped around her waist, her expression serious as she looked at the disciple who had brought the news: "What did you say? Were any other disciples injured?"

The disciple who delivered the message, though covered in sweat, dared not mince words and directly stated all the available information: "We discovered it early and have already sent disciples to reinforce us, but that poison demon is skilled in using poison, and the doctors in the city are currently unable to cure it."

"Master Cheng is still on his way, but thankfully the young lady is in the city right now."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xi immediately turned to leave, but Su Ning called her back: "Xi Xi, although I don't understand the ways of the martial world, when it comes to using poison, surely no one knows more about it than Brother You?"

Yue Zijin chimed in, "Yes, Tangxi, although I don't understand anything about poison, I'd like to see the villains on the wanted posters."

"Ice Face and I will definitely be going with you."

Tangxi turned around and looked at the people in the room; a faint worry appeared on everyone's face.

This was an experience she had never had before.

A fleeting warmth crossed her heart, but she immediately shook her head at You Xunchun, "Brother You doesn't know martial arts, so you and Susu stay here. I'll go ask Senior Brother Song for help."

"As for Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian, you two can come along. This Poison Demon has been on the run for many years, and now, just before the Martial Arts Conference, he has come to Lingzhou City."

"I'll let him know that my Sword Forging Manor's territory... is not a place where he can run wild."

Tang Xi's voice was unlike usual; although the volume was not loud, it carried an indescribable chill.

Once the group had left in a grand procession, the private room suddenly felt much emptier.

But the auction downstairs continued unabated, even growing louder. Everyone was immersed in this decadent and extravagant world, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

Su Ning looked up at the young man sitting on the pear wood chair beside her. He was relaxed and his fingertips tapped lightly on the table, but his seemingly gentle eyes were unfathomable, as if they could see through people's hearts.

As if noticing the girl's scrutiny, he looked up, his gaze light and indifferent. "Why does young friend Su look at me like that?"

When talking to this old fox, Su Ning was naturally extremely careful, afraid that she might accidentally fall into his trap.

"Brother You, you are truly calm. Although I don't understand the intricacies of the martial world, from what that disciple just reported, this Poison Demon seems to be a vicious and ruthless person. Aren't you worried at all, Brother You?"

Su Ning sat down on a chair nearby, her fingertips unconsciously tapping the carved wooden box containing the breastplate.

You Xunchun subconsciously looked into the girl's flawless eyes, a smile playing on his lips, but the smile was devoid of warmth. The next moment, he saw the man in blue stand up and walk to the curtain, lifting a corner to look down at the masses below.

Then Su Ning heard his calm voice:

"Young friend Su, you can rest assured. Since the rarest treasures in the world are only opened once every three years, there must be someone behind the scenes to oversee things. There's no need to worry about those petty thieves breaking in."

Su Ning watched his retreating figure. "Brother You... you clearly know that's not where I'm talking about."

"If you're worried about Young Friend Tang and the others, there's even less need to worry. With Physician Song from Hundred Flowers Valley taking care of them, are you still not at ease?"

You Xunchun calmly let go, and every move he made exuded a sense of detachment and indifference.

"Between Brother You and Young Master Song, whose medical skills are superior?" Su Ning stared at him intently.

"In the realm of medicine, who can truly distinguish between the best and the worst? The world is so vast; there will always be poisons I cannot cure, and there will always be poisons that Young Master Song cannot cure."

"Young friend Su, you'd better hurry and deliver the things; it's a good opportunity while everyone's away."

You Xunchun calmly flicked his sleeve, his movements slow and deliberate, his gaze falling on the breastplate that had just been delivered.

"Brother You is truly brilliant; nothing can be hidden from you." Her tone became slightly more forceful.

Su Ning gave the man a meaningful look. No one knew that she intended to give the Heart-Protecting Mirror to Lou Xianyue, but he saw through it again.

It was remarkable.

Su Ning was clearly unhappy; her brows were slightly furrowed, and her lips, hidden beneath her veil, were slightly pouting.

You Xunchun clearly noticed that the girl in front of him was angry, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

Su Ning truly loathed his demeanor. Sooner or later, she would personally tear off the gentle facade of the man before her and make him beg her.

The man in the private room stared for a long time until the door was slammed shut, then coughed a few times, a few drops of bright red blood staining the handkerchief in his hand.

His face seemed somewhat pale, unlike his usual gentle demeanor. The warm smile he had shown earlier had completely vanished, and his entire body seemed to be covered by a layer of icy coldness.

Unfortunately, none of this mattered to Su Ning, who had already left the house.

She was holding a box in her hand and was only a few steps away from Lou Xianyue's private room.

However, several people blocked their way.

Looking at the three plain-looking but assertive maids before her, Su Ning knew that someone wanted to see her.

Who are you?

Su Ning continued to act as if she was naive and innocent, subconsciously glancing behind her, only to realize that there were other people of theirs behind her as well.

The head maid stepped forward and bowed respectfully, then said in a still cold tone, "Greetings, Miss Su. Our master wishes to see you. You're upstairs, not far."

She raised her hand and pointed to the steps leading to the fourth floor for Su Ning.

Although the people in front of them were not fierce or menacing, and although they were dressed as maids, their physiques alone made people afraid to provoke them.

Su Ning found it amusing. After hearing that the world's rare treasures were backed by the Ten Miles of Suspended Bells, she secretly guessed that the other party would definitely not give up so easily.

After all, Duan Ming died without a trace, although it is unknown what his rank was in the Ten Miles of Suspended Bells.

But since she killed him with her own hands, she must have become enemies with Shili Xuanling.

It was only a matter of time before this day came.

However, since Su Ning dared to make a move, she was not afraid of her opponent.

After all, the other party was in the wrong first, and she was just acting in self-defense. Besides, she is no longer an ordinary orphan girl who can be manipulated at will.

Su Ning was "forced" to be escorted up to the fourth floor.

The decoration on the fourth floor is different from that on the ground floor. There is a long corridor that leads to a vermilion gate.

"Your master is waiting for you inside."

The others didn't seem to intend to follow. Su Ning stared at the door, secretly wondering who was coming.

Master of the Moon Pavilion?

Or someone else under her command?

It wasn't until she placed her hand on the door and gently pushed it open that she discovered a stunningly beautiful woman in red reclining on the couch inside.

Su Ning gently sized up the other person, her red lips beneath the veil uttering softly, "Are you Pavilion Master Yue?"

From the moment the door was pushed open, the woman on the couch kept her gaze fixed on the girl.

She stepped down gently from the bed, her every movement graceful and alluring. A sheer veil trailed across the plush carpet spread on the floor, and her voice was seductive: "Take off your veil."