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

"Who...who are you...?"

The man was trying to get the people around him to agree with him when he suddenly heard someone contradict him. He immediately looked toward the source of the voice.

But upon seeing the woman's ethereal beauty, which was still undeniable despite her veil, he instantly lost his nerve.

Not to mention that she was accompanied by the young lady of the Sword Forging Manor and a sword-wielding youth who looked intimidating.

As for Yue Zijin, he looked like a weakling, so the other person didn't linger on him for long.

Tang Xi turned her head slightly, glancing sideways at the person from the corner of her eye, and scoffed, "You don't need to know who she is."

"But what I do know is that Lou Xianyue's competition is at least fair. If you have the ability, you can go up and draw lots to compete yourself."

Are you perhaps questioning the fairness of my Sword Forging Manor?

Tangxi's gaze was fixed on the man, her voice trailing off, clearly a warning.

The disciples of the Sword Forging Manor, who were guarding order around the area, were about to take action and throw the man out of the training ground.

The disciples from various sects who had just gathered around that person scattered like birds and beasts when they realized something was wrong.

"Brother Li, you haven't drawn your lot yet, have you?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen, let's go together."

"Senior Brother, wait for me!"

The spot instantly became completely empty.

Realizing he had misspoke, the man panicked, but he was also flexible and quickly knelt down: "Miss, please spare me! I spoke without thinking. Please don't throw me out!"

After saying that, he slapped himself twice, leaving bright red handprints on his face that looked particularly comical.

Su Ning didn't even bother to look at him and walked straight past him.

Tangxi had seen countless people like this since she was a child. They were ambitious and jealous of others. She stopped paying attention to them because, given their skills, they would probably be eliminated in the first round.

Although Yue Zijin also disliked Su Ning standing up for Lou Xianyue, he couldn't stand people who were just sour grapes, so he immediately spat at her.

"If you're really capable, go up on stage and fight me right now. Don't let me look down on you."

After the others left, the person kneeling on the ground glanced back in their direction, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, before slowly getting up and heading towards the dueling platform.

The events of the morning did not affect their appetites at all.

After finishing three large bowls of rice, Yue Zi patted her round belly and slumped in her chair: "I've decided to wait until the last two days to go. What kind of food was that today?"

Tangxi put down her chopsticks and said helplessly, "There always has to be a selection process. You guys can have it easy, but I've been exhausted these past few days."

What happened during this period was more exciting than what happened in Tangxi over the past ten years.

The Demonic Sect shows signs of resurgence; the secrets hidden behind the Dragon Sparrow Blade; and why did the Poison Demon suddenly break into Lingzhou City on the eve of the Martial Arts Tournament?

Even those medicine puppets that appeared last night are still trapped in various strange formations on the mountain, just to cause unnecessary commotion.

In order to ensure the smooth running of the martial arts tournament in the next few days, Tangxi has to pay extra attention to various parts of the manor.

Su Ning naturally knew that Tang Xi was tired, so she immediately and considerately massaged her shoulders, "Good Xi Xi, just be busy for these few days. We'll go out and play after the martial arts tournament is over."

Tang Xi glared at the smiling girl with a hint of annoyance. Don't think she didn't know what the other girl was up to. But looking at that face, she couldn't bring herself to do it and simply took the other girl's hand.

He whispered in her ear, "You and Master Lin are not allowed to spend the night outside."

Su Ning blinked, "Xi Xi, what are you thinking about?"

She had made plans to go to the lantern festival with Lin Ci, but she hadn't told Tang Xi yet.

Seeing the other person's feigned innocence, Tang Xi snorted coldly and turned her face away.

The peach wood sword on the table and the tassel on it already indicated a problem, not to mention that the city would be teeming with people every time there was a martial arts tournament.

It's hard for her not to understand.

This attracted the attention of two men nearby.

Yue Zijin: "What are you two whispering about?"

Although Pei Yunlian didn't speak, her gaze remained fixed on Su Ning, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Su Ning coughed lightly, "It's nothing, let's go look at the knife."

The two were very naive and didn't think much of it. They followed the servants to the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Tangxi went in the opposite direction. She had a lot to do, and the medicinal puppets on the mountain alone were enough to give her a headache.

The group followed the servants leading them toward the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

The door to the pavilion had already been pushed open, and the scent of sandalwood and ancient wood wafted out, as if welcoming someone.

As soon as the three entered, they were stunned by the dazzling array of weapons on the wall. The cold light shimmered, the sword energy was chilling, and even the air itself seemed to tremble slightly from the cutting.

Not far inside the pavilion, a figure stood with his hands behind his back at the intersection of light and shadow.

The man was dressed in a plain brocade robe, with a calm and composed demeanor. His black hair was streaked with a few strands of silver, but he did not look old. He was gentle and refined. He was Wen Wenyuan, the head of the Hidden Sword Hall of Tian Shu Pavilion, who had been ordered to pick up Yue Zijin and the others that night.

"Master Wen, what are you doing here?" Yue Zijin quickly stepped forward and bowed.

Su Ning and Pei Yunlian followed closely behind.

"This knife that the Master crafted for Young Friend Yue is no ordinary knife. I would only feel at ease if I personally handed it to you," Wen Wenyuan said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple standing nearby handed him the knife from the box.

Su Ning was also curious about what kind of divine weapon Tang Jingshan had forged for Yue Zijin.

With a hint of anticipation in his eyes, Yue Zijin took the sword box, fastened the clasp, and gently lifted it.

With a soft click, the sword case opened.

All three of them looked down at the same spot, and the next moment, all their anticipation and excitement froze on their faces.

What kind of peerless sword is inside the box?

Only an old, rusty knife, its scabbard cracked, lay huddled on the brocade cushion, looking no different from the scrap metal discarded in the corners of ordinary blacksmith shops.

The wind blew in from outside the door, brushing against the blunt knife, leaving it without a trace of sharpness.

The tense atmosphere and anticipation in the room were instantly frozen into silence by this scene.

"Uh... Master Wen, are you sure you didn't pick up the wrong knife?"

Yue Zijin even rubbed his eyes, his face full of astonishment and confusion.

Su Ning also found it strange; was this really Yue Zijin's personal sword?

Wen Wenyuan gently patted Yue Zijin on the shoulder, "How could you have taken the wrong one? This knife was personally given to me by the Master of the Manor. Young friend Yue, you must practice your swordsmanship diligently."

"This is a one-of-a-kind... peerless divine weapon." He even lowered his voice.

"You'd better give him a good name."

Wen Wenyuan smiled, but his expression looked more like he was trying to trick a child.

Yue Zi looked left and right, but couldn't figure out what use this pile of scrap metal was. However, the other party had already walked away, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

Then another disciple walked in from outside. Yue Zijin thought the other person was going to tell him that the knife had been mistaken, but to his surprise, the disciple simply said expressionlessly, "Young Master Yue, the Master of the Manor just gave instructions."

"After obtaining the knife, you must visit Master Duan Shui, and you must do so every day without ceasing, until he accepts you as his apprentice."

After he finished speaking, he glanced almost imperceptibly at the girl beside him, whose ears were bright red.

The task of delivering the message today was something he won by defeating the other disciples who were competing with him.

All for the sake of seeing Miss Su.

Upon hearing this, Yue Zi felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She grabbed Pei Yunlian's sleeve, trembling, and asked, "Is it too late for me to participate in the martial arts tournament?"