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

If this were examined closely, Su Ning might not have been able to pull off such a flawless act.

However, she was convinced that Lin Ci would not find out.

Because the other party was sincere and flawless enough, she was given an opportunity to take advantage of them.

Melting the snow on the mountain peaks is no simple matter. The other party has been cultivating with the old abbot since childhood, and his mind is pure. No demons or monsters can hide from him.

But he has a fatal weakness.

No matter how well the Taoist priests at Taihang Temple taught this person, or how clearly they made him understand right and wrong, what use was it? He was a human being, not a true immortal.

Humans are supposed to have emotions and desires, especially since Lin Ci is still so young.

The age is the perfect time to be led astray.

He encountered a wicked woman like Su Ning, who first tricked him into breaking his vows, and then brought him down into the mortal world, giving him emotions he had never experienced before.

She was the one who gave him his first time.

So after tasting that kind of sweetness, he will inevitably break his own bottom line.

In the past, his bottom line might have been the teachings of his master, but from today onwards, his bottom line is Su Ning.

He casually corrupted Qing Leng Daozi and so on.

Su Ning looked at herself in the mirror and used the magnolia hairpin that Lin Ci had given her to tie up her hair. Although it was not as good as the way Xiao Qin had styled her hair, at least she didn't have to wear her hair down anymore.

Qinghe rested one hand on the table, glancing back at the curtain from time to time. Although he was afraid of his junior uncle, he was more curious about the relationship between the woman inside and his junior uncle.

Before he even arrived in Lingzhou City, he heard that his junior uncle, who was going down the mountain for the first time, had apparently gotten into an argument with his senior uncle over a woman.

Is this the woman?

Qinghe was in a daze when he realized that his junior uncle, who seemed like an immortal, had returned.

Lin Ci didn't look at him; her gaze went straight through the curtain and landed on the figure tidying his hair in front of the mirror.

Su Ning happened to look up, and his cool, aloof features were reflected in the mirror. Her fingers paused, and a strand of black hair fell diagonally from the magnolia hairpin. She smiled, her smile alluring and captivating: "You're back."

She didn't ask him where he was going; she just kept staring at him.

Lin Ci saw that the other woman had tied her hair with the magnolia hairpin, revealing a section of her fair neck, which really suited her perfectly. He suddenly dared not look at her, and he would not tell her that he had just gone to pick up the handkerchief she didn't want.

Qinghe was still in the outer room, but he still took her hand and led her out of Qidao Academy.

They completely ignored Qinghe, who was minding the shop nearby.

"Should we go back?" Su Ning asked him, tilting her head.

The young Taoist priest, who had initially kept his distance from her, now naturally took her hand.

"No, I'm going to take you somewhere."

He led her through the busiest streets of Lingzhou City, skillfully avoiding the crowds, and brought her back to the riverbank where she had been standing at the beginning.

It was late at night, so there were fewer people releasing lanterns.

A few flickering lights floated on the river, like shattered stars. Lin Ci led her to sit down on the stone steps.

I bought two more lanterns from an old man selling lanterns nearby. The lanterns had extremely fine orchid patterns drawn on their surfaces with cinnabar.

"I had no idea you also enjoyed releasing these lanterns."

The Taoist priests at Taihang Temple are already capable of predicting the affairs of the world, so why bother using these lanterns to make any wishes?

Su Ning's words were like a fine needle, gently piercing the tenderness overflowing in Lin Ci's eyes.

He traced the orchid patterns on the lamp's surface with his fingertips, his voice as soft as the breeze on a river: "It's precisely because I can see it that I want to write it down myself."

Su Ning took the lantern from his hand, wrote her wish on a piece of paper with a brush in one go, and then quickly stuffed the paper into the lantern so that no one around her could see it.

As the lanterns drifted slowly downstream, Su Ning handed the pen to Lin Ci, turned her back, and said, "Wishes won't come true if someone sees them."

Lin Ci took the brush, paused slightly with his fingertips, and then let the brush fall onto the paper without the slightest hesitation.

As the water flowed slowly, carrying the two lanterns away, Lin Ci slowly got up.

"Are you done?" Su Ning couldn't help but turn around to look at him, only to be met with his serious gaze.

"What did you write? Why do you look so serious?" Su Ning smiled at him.

"It's nothing, just some desires."

May she be safe and sound every year.

He craved and craved the other person's warmth, but only on the condition that he didn't want what happened tonight to happen again.

Aren't you going to ask what was written in my wish?

"Didn't you say that wishes won't come true if you say them out loud?"

Lin Ci seemed completely unconcerned whether Su Ning's written wish contained his name; he simply took her hand familiarly and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Su Ning looked up at the sky. "It's already late tonight."

It means that going back up the mountain now would be somewhat inconvenient.

The young man paused slightly, then took her hand and led her to an inn in Lingzhou City.

The innkeeper was dozing off, even though Lingzhou City was bustling with activity because of the martial arts tournament.

However, the sects that came to participate had already moved up the mountain and into the buildings that the Sword Forging Manor had built specifically for them, so naturally, the inn's business declined.

Lin Ci knocked on the counter, startling the innkeeper awake. He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and asked, "Sir, would you like a meal or a room?"

The boy replied calmly, "Two superior rooms."

But Su Ning tugged at his sleeve and said to the innkeeper, "One superior room."

The shopkeeper's gaze shifted from the young Taoist's handsome face to Su Ning's, a knowing look in his eyes.

Lin Ci, carrying a sword on his back and wearing a Taoist robe, was already quite eye-catching, but no one expected that such a divine figure would actually like beautiful women dressed as men.

However, in all these years of running his shop, he has seen all sorts of strange and monstrous things.

These attractive young couples are much better than those vicious scoundrels.

Although Lin Ci wanted to refuse, he saw the girl's smiling eyes and remained silent.

After entering the room, the innkeeper brought hot water, and the steam from the copper basin blurred our vision.

Su Ning was about to call out to the young Taoist priest when she saw him turn around and walk to the door, his back to her: "You wash first, I'll wait for you outside."

But how could Su Ning give him that chance?

"Wait," the girl called out to him, then quickly walked behind him and gently wrapped her arms around his waist. "Taoist brother... my wish is for you to be safe and sound every year."