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

With Lin Ci's help, the situation on the field immediately became delicate.

Lin Ci truly lived up to his reputation as the chief of Taihang Temple; his Cold Moon Lone Star Sword was able to withstand the attacks of Chen Wujin and Xue Shazi.

The young man stood alone in front of everyone, like a lone wind and proud snow, unyielding and unbending. Almost all eyes on the field were fixed on him. His white robes were whipped up by the wind, but he showed no sign of panic.

Shen Huaizhen, who was supporting Yue Zijin, immediately lit up with excitement and said proudly, "This is the Cold Moon Lone Star that Junior Uncle comprehended during his daily cultivation at Cold Pool Pass. We rarely see him use it."

Yue Zijin coughed a few times, his face pale. He gripped the Kuai Zai in one hand, while Shen Huaizhen carried the other hand on his shoulder.

Upon hearing this, he also glanced sideways at the young Taoist priest on the field, who seemed like a god descended to earth.

The boy's dark hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, with a few strands hanging down his neck, making his neck, which was covered by a Taoist robe, appear slender and thin like bamboo.

Then, as if echoing Shen Huaizhen, he pursed his dry, chapped lips and murmured, "Yes, this is a true genius."

Lin Ci did not turn around to look at Su Ning, who was running behind Lou Xianyue. Holding the Shao Gu sword, he just quietly looked at the enemy coming from the front.

He will clear any obstacles in her way.

But Su Ning turned around and glanced at him. With just her back view, she was already aloof and detached from worldly affairs, as cold as ice.

"Hey! Stop looking."

A boy's clear voice came from beside her, and Su Ning noticed that the hand covering her wrist had tightened its grip a bit.

"Since he fought for us, how could I not care about him?"

Su Ning let Lou Xianyue pull her hand and run forward. A man's stride is always bigger than a woman's, and they needed to get the Purple Tassel Flower as soon as possible.

"Ha, if you hadn't been injured in that previous battle, how could you be in such a sorry state today?"

The young master of the Lou family still had his elegant demeanor, but the bloodstains and mottled wounds on his body ruined his fine robe.

Su Ning could hear the resentment in his words. Indeed, someone of his status was probably facing such a scene for the first time.

However, with the constant fighting on the training ground, Su Ning and her companions' short journey back to the manor was not necessarily going to be peaceful either.

"Hey! Little Taoist priest, let's each take one; we have to stop these people!"

Lin Ci seemed to be angry just now, and his sword moves were fierce, giving the opponent almost no chance to react, so Yu Xinglai was unable to intervene.

He single-handedly routed Chen Wujin's retreat.

At this moment, Xue Shazi no longer cared about the lives of Yue Zijin and Shen Huaizhen, after all, someone even more troublesome had arrived.

Seeing Lin Ci's seemingly divinely aided appearance, Chen Wujin couldn't help but sigh at the troublesome situation, even somewhat blaming Xue Shazi beside him, "Why didn't you handle him properly?"

Blood Fiend secretly gathered his strength, then chuckled, "Man proposes, God disposes. If he doesn't eat the grapes, what can we do?"

All that is known is that Taihang Temple acquired a treasure more than ten years ago, and the old abbot personally carried it with him when he was alive. Naturally, the Demonic Sect was wary of such a person.

Taihang Temple has hidden people very well, and they haven't come down the mountain even once in more than ten years. Last time, when I heard about Wuxiang Sect at Xiaguang Mountain, I wanted to set up a plan for them.

But the other party still managed to escape death.

They used the poison of Wan Gui Ku and Qing Zhu Yin to catch everyone in Zhujian Villa off guard, and even those old guys fell for it.

But there will always be some who slip through the net, so let's just leave the disciples from those smaller sects alone.

But since that old Taoist priest Xuan Yang didn't even let Lin Ci participate in the martial arts tournament, he has become their most troublesome enemy today.

Upon seeing Lin Ci arrive, Chen Wujin and Xue Shazi no longer held back and immediately gathered the surrounding disciples to prepare for an attack on the two.

This was also the first time Lin Ci had ever looked at Yu Xing.

He was merely emotionally detached, not ignorant of human affairs, so he could see that the person in front of him and the young master of the Lou family just now both had the same feelings for the girl.

The person before me is even worse.

He might want to kiss her, hug her, and consummate their marriage; perhaps, in a moment of passionate intimacy, he might call her "Qingqing" (a term of endearment for a beloved woman).

Just like him.

But he had no power to stop her; he and she were both just captives of the young girl, willingly becoming her devoted followers.

Just being able to stay by her side, see her every day, and look at her smiling face is enough.

Yu Xinglai still had that carefree and nonchalant demeanor, but through those dark pupils, Lin Ci could see the true face hidden beneath that ordinary appearance.

He must be handsome.

It should also be... the way she likes it.

Perhaps it was because the young Taoist priest's gaze lingered on him for too long, perhaps it was because of the other party's silent attitude, or perhaps it was because of Su Ning's intimacy with him just now, all of these things made Yu Xinglai furious.

His tone even turned colder, "Hey! Did you even hear me?"

Yu Xinglai picked at his ear, seemingly quite disdainful of the person in front of him.

Even though he is the one on whom everyone places their hopes.

"I will work with you to stop these people."

Lin Ci shifted his gaze to the hostile crowd before him, and approached the two step by step. The Shao Gu Sword trembled slightly in his hand, emitting a clear and melodious hum.

His voice was not as gentle when he spoke to Yu Xing as it had been when he spoke to Su Ning.

While one may not have the right to stop another from liking them, it doesn't mean Lin Ci doesn't dislike him. The fact that they joined forces to repel the enemy today is simply because they share a common reason.

I just don't want the girl to get hurt.

Yu Xinglai clearly stayed for Su Ning's sake, but it wasn't just for Su Ning; it was also out of a sense of responsibility.

He will protect everyone here and wait for the two of them to return with the antidote.

Compared to the heavier burden on Lin Ci, Yu Xinglai was much more relaxed. He came for the young girl, and to put it bluntly, no one on the field today had anything to do with him.

Even if the Demonic Sect eventually obtains the Dragon Sparrow Blade, so what?

But that won't work now; joining forces with the young Taoist priest is a last resort.

He wished the other person would just die there.

However, he wouldn't do something as tasteless as stabbing someone in the back.

Yu Xinglai looked at the crowd before him, clicked his tongue, and toned down his nonchalant demeanor somewhat. He lightly flicked the hilt of the short blade at his waist with his fingertip. "Just a bunch of clowns, daring to show off in front of your grandpa?"

So everyone around saw that the two teenagers, despite being surrounded by dozens of people, still did not appear to be at a disadvantage.

Even many sect leaders in the stands praised the Sword Forging Manor for its extraordinary foundation, saying that with such a powerful disciple, it was surprising that they hadn't sent him out earlier.

Moreover, for the greater good, he actually handed over the championship of the four arenas to others, truly demonstrating his magnanimity.

Tang Jingshan felt ashamed and exchanged glances with Tang Xi. He was already quite old, but he never expected that such praise could sometimes make him feel so guilty.

The key point is that the little star below is not a disciple of his Sword Forging Manor at all.

He patiently explained to everyone that it was just a servant from his sword-making manor, and he himself had no idea about it.

But to his surprise, the more he explained, the worse it got, and the way the other sect leaders looked at him became increasingly strange.

Even Xuan Yang Daoist gave a heavy snort, "Master Tang, there's no need to be modest. That young man below possesses profound inner strength at such a young age, and his movement techniques are superb."

"If you send him out, he will surely be one of the champions of the four arenas."

Tang Jing and Tang Xi exchanged a glance: Heartbroken…