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

"Young heroes and Miss Su, please follow me. The mountain path is steep, so please watch your step."

His voice was soft and unpretentious, without a trace of flattery or nervousness.

His steps were very steady, one step at a time, neither too fast nor too slow, just enough for the group behind him to keep up without being slow.

The mountain path gradually became steeper, and clouds and mist swirled around our knees as we walked.

Su Ning walked between Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian, respectfully leading the way for them.

Who would have thought that this man was in her bed last night?

It must be said that Yu Xinglai's disguise skills are indeed superb and unpredictable. He is now standing right in front of Yue Zijin, but the other party has not noticed anything at all.

The higher you go up the mountain, the more lively the atmosphere becomes.

Yue Zijin plucked a leaf from somewhere and put it in his mouth, his gaze falling on the servant in front of him. "Do you know which sects are here to participate in the conference today?"

The man answered fluently, only stating what he knew and not concealing anything. "Besides our Sword Forging Manor, the four major sects are probably all here. As for the remaining minor sects, I can't answer that."

"...However," he paused, "I seem to have heard that the masters from the Buddhist temple have not yet arrived."

"Buddha Temple? I don't recall ever seeing any monks from Buddha Temple before."

Yue Zijin glanced at the two people beside her, but how could Su Ning possibly know? In the end, it was Pei Yunlian who replied, "In recent years, it seems that the Buddhist Temple has been subtly closing its doors to the public."

"But I know very little about them, so I can't answer anything right now."

Upon hearing this, Su Ning smiled and pointed to the servant leading the way, "Xiao Xing, do you know?"

Xiao Xing seemed to pause for a moment before lowering her head and saying meekly, "The masters of the Buddhist Temple have indeed rarely ventured into the martial world in the past two years. I heard that Abbot Liaokong is currently in seclusion for spiritual cultivation."

"Therefore, Buddhist temples rarely get involved in martial arts conflicts."

The others nodded in agreement, and Yue Zijin even praised the man, saying, "You seem to know quite a lot, lad."

The group continued walking, and after turning another corner, the view suddenly opened up considerably.

A massive stone archway stands at the end of the mountain path, inscribed with three powerful characters: "Martial Arts Arena," the strokes of which are sharp as knives, exuding a murderous aura.

Behind the archway, figures thronged, clothes fluttered, flags of various factions waved in the wind, and the clamor of voices almost lifted the clouds—the martial arts tournament, which had attracted worldwide attention and gathered all the heroes, was right before their eyes.

Before Su Ning could even take in the commotion, someone approached and greeted her, "Miss Su, gentlemen, the young lady has instructed me to wait here for some time. Please follow me and take a seat."

Xiao Xing was supposed to go back the way he came, but Su Ning pointed at him and said, "Since Xiao Mei and Xiao Qin aren't here, you can serve me tea and water."

Xiao Xing seemed incredulous upon hearing this, even her usually bland and uninteresting face broke into a smile, and then she respectfully followed behind Su Ning.

Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian couldn't help but feel a little jealous upon seeing this. They lived in Songbai Courtyard, which was not far from Hongfeng Courtyard. These days, the servants in the courtyard had been frequently running to Hongfeng Courtyard just to see Su Ning.

In their opinion, staying in the mountain villa was not as good as staying in the inn as they used to.

The person who came to guide them led the four of them toward the stands on the sidelines.

The grandstand, built against the mountain, with its carved railings and jade steps, and covered with dark-colored landscape carpet, was completely different from the crowded and noisy crowd below.

Disciples of those minor sects don't even have the slightest chance of getting close.

As soon as Su Ning stepped onto the steps, she noticed a gaze fixed on her from above.

Looking up, she met a pair of clear, cold eyes, as white as snow. The moment their eyes met, Lin Ci was the first to be unable to resist and looked away.

only--

The middle-aged man sitting next to him had a very sour expression. He must be his teacher, wearing a Taoist robe, with graying temples and a dignified face. He was sitting at the head of the table, looking Su Ning up and down.

It was tinged with scrutiny, skepticism, and an overflowing sense of disgust.

Su Ning found it amusing; ever since she joined the main characters, she had been scrutinized to some extent.

She had only ever seen such blatant malice in Si Xiaoyun.

Oh, now there's one more person.

She looked away, completely ignoring the other person. He was just a stubborn and old-fashioned man. Even if he hated her, he would never kill her like Si Xiaoyun did.

Many disciples from ordinary sects below also turned their gazes toward them. After all, they were so young, yet they were able to sit on the stands of the Sword Forging Manor, so they must be people with considerable connections to the Sword Forging Manor.

Some of the more astute disciples had already memorized the appearances of Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian, waiting to negotiate with them in the future.

Just as Su Ning was about to sit down, Xiao Xing quickly stepped forward from behind her, "Miss, please wait a moment."

No one knows when he found it.

In the blink of an eye, a plain-colored velvet blanket appeared in his arms. He bent over very low and quickly and steadily laid the blanket on the chair, smoothing out every wrinkle to ensure that the person sitting comfortably could sit there.

Then he gently moved the small table beside him half a foot in, wiped it spotless, and placed a soft cushion on it. "Please sit down, young lady."

The servant's respectful and diligent manner left Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian quite taken aback. "This servant of yours... he really has a good eye for things."

Yue Zijin looked at his and Pei Yunlian's empty chairs and table and let out a sigh.

But then Xiao Xing suddenly replied, "I've only prepared a seat for you, young lady. If you wish to have one, you'll have to trouble someone else."

Yue Zijin waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Oh, we're tough as nails, we don't need to be so particular."

Su Ning sat on the soft chair, glanced at him, and her red lips, hidden beneath her veil, parted slightly: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Just as Su Ning was about to ask Tang Xi, Xiao Xing brought back an exquisite lacquer plate from somewhere.

The plate is filled with glistening fresh fruit: a silvery-white pear, sliced ​​and cut into chunks; and translucent pomegranate seeds. There is also a white jade teacup with steaming hot tea, its delicate aroma spreading gently.

"Please enjoy your meal, young lady."

In contrast, Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian had only the most ordinary tea and pastries on their table.

It's fine if we don't compare, but once we do, the results are quite dismal.

This scene was witnessed by many people. Those who had just been focused on Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian were now wondering who this woman was and why she received such treatment.

I've never heard of Master Tang having any other daughters.

Just as many people were secretly speculating, Tang Jingshan, followed by Tang Xi and a group of hall masters from the Sword Forging Manor, quietly arrived at the central viewing platform.

Without much preamble, Tang Jingshan's voice, though not loud, slowly resonated throughout the entire area using his inner strength:

"Today, under a clear sky and with heroes gathered here, my Sword Forging Manor is honored to host this martial arts gathering."

"I, Tang, though unworthy, once studied forging techniques under Master Gongye. Now, I am fortunate enough to have rediscovered the Dragon Sparrow Blade once wielded by the foremost swordsman of the martial world, and have restored it to its original state. Who will win the martial arts tournament?"

"...whoever becomes the master of the Dragon Sparrow Blade..."