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

Su Ning turned her head to the side.

Her dark hair clung to her fair cheeks, and her lips were like those of a newly blossoming peach. She was clearly not wearing heavy makeup, yet she possessed a breathtaking beauty.

The man who had just harbored murderous intent towards her stared blankly at that stunningly beautiful face—it turned out that behind the veil was a beauty capable of captivating the world.

He stared at Su Ning with fascination, instantly sheathing his longsword. "Such a stunning beauty, no wonder you always wear a veil."

"It's you."

The girl's voice was very calm, even though this person had just attacked her.

"It's truly an honor that you still remember me, young lady!"

The man seemed genuinely surprised that Su Ning still remembered him; his face lit up with immense joy, and he even loosened his grip on the sword hilt. His tone softened slightly, "I am Tian Qi, a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect. May I ask your name, young lady?"

After seeing Su Ning's appearance, Tian Qi even straightened his posture a bit, as if he wanted to win her favor.

Su Ning ignored him, her gaze fixed on the bloodstains on his sword, and said with certainty, "You killed a disciple of the Sword Forging Manor."

After saying that, Tian Qi's smile faded slightly, but he was still unwilling to give up. He stepped forward and said, "Why must you stand next to the Sword Forging Manor, young lady?"

"Since you've come down from the mountaintop, I presume those two gentlemen have already taken control of the training ground. I might as well tell you one more thing: today, no one can change the situation."

"However, you are an exception, young lady. With your looks, you should naturally find a powerful backer."

As he said this, his eyes were narrowed, almost revealing the disgusting greed within them.

This Tian Qi was the one who was stirring up trouble around Lou Xianyue when she left the arena on the first day of the martial arts tournament. At the time, I just thought he was a nobody with lofty ambitions.

Unexpectedly, he betrayed us and cooperated with the Demonic Sect so quickly.

However, Su Ning didn't take this person seriously then, and she didn't care about him today either.

"You really are an idiot."

"Forget it, why should I argue with a dead man?"

The girl seemed to scoff lightly, and her aura suddenly changed from gentle and harmless to dangerous and fierce, like a lurking hunter finally revealing its fangs.

Before Tian Qi could react to the meaning behind Su Ning's words, he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura around him. He subconsciously took a half step back and clenched his sword tightly.

He looked at Su Ning again. There was no internal energy fluctuation on her body, so where did this alarming feeling come from?

Tian Qi's mind raced, and cold sweat even dripped from his forehead.

The mind, which had just been blinded by beauty, finally regained a bit of its rationality...

Yes, Su Ning clearly doesn't have any martial arts skills, and there's no trace of internal energy fluctuation on her body, so how did she dodge my sword strike just now?

The aura came too quickly, and Tian Qi swallowed hard, noticing that the surrounding grass, trees, sand, and stones were flying up.

He forced a fierce but weak voice and shouted, "You... what do you want? I'm from the Iron Sword Sect, and I have a powerful figure from the Demonic Sect backing me up!"

"The Demonic Sect?" Su Ning slowly raised her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them, a sneer curving her lips. "You, a sycophantic ant, dare to mention the Demonic Sect?"

Before she finished speaking, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her figure flashed like a shadow, instantly covering the distance between the two of them.

Tian Qi had no time to react. He felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and with a clang, the longsword flew out of his hand and crashed heavily to the ground.

Before he could recover from the numbness in his wrist, an invisible wave of air had already gripped his throat. The force was so great that he instantly had difficulty breathing, and his face turned bluish-purple.

"If you hadn't barged in yourself, why would I have needed to lift a finger? What a nuisance." Su Ning's voice was close at hand, but her stunningly beautiful face now resembled that of a demon.

She leaned slightly forward, her voice low and laced with biting sarcasm, "You think that by siding with the Demonic Sect, you'll achieve a great victory today?"

Tian Qi's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror, and he made a "hoarse" sound in his throat, forgetting even to struggle.

"You stirred up trouble at the martial arts tournament, and today you betrayed your sect and slaughtered the disciples of the manor..." Su Ning counted on her fingers, watching Tian Qi desperately gripping the air in his throat, his legs struggling wildly as he was lifted off the ground, "Every stroke of his pen is enough to kill you ten times over."

"No...no..." Tian Qi shook his head desperately, his eyes filled with tears of fear, trying desperately to break free of the shackles binding his throat.

But the wind is formless, so how could he possibly grasp it?

At this moment, Tian Qi's mind was no longer filled with any romantic thoughts. He might wonder what kind of technique this was, but as death approached, all he felt was immense terror.

Su Ning had already pushed open the door and entered.

Lou Xianyue's room, like him, seemed to contain nothing particularly eye-catching.

But in reality, it is understated luxury in every aspect.

They quickly found the purple tassel flowers on the shelf.

This thing only grows in Dongjian, and it has a wide range of uses. It can be used as medicine and can also be used to make tea. It's all thanks to Lou Xianyue's enjoyable nature.

If it were someone else, they might not have brought this.

Once outside, Tian Qi had already breathed his last.

Su Ning still took out the remaining corpse-dissolving water. She was already very skilled at this. Moreover, in the martial arts world, a slight mistake could result in a corpse lying on the roadside, although the main characters rarely let her come into contact with such things.

Perhaps she was just that selfish and self-centered, and surprisingly showed no fear of these corpses.

After all, she only killed those who deserved to die.

Throughout history, beautiful women who bring disaster have often met tragic ends, and Su Ning in the original novel is the best example of this.

But she couldn't be that Su Ning; she wanted to be herself.

"Su Su, your wind manipulation skills are getting better and better! You were even able to teleport using the wind just now!"

Xiaoqi mentally applauded her.

"That's all thanks to you, after all, I dream about it every night."

As her cultivation progressed further, her understanding of the Wind Control technique deepened.

Not only can it manipulate tiny objects to make them deadly weapons, but it can also use the wind to manipulate its own body.

To achieve an effect similar to light-footed kung fu.

Xiaoqi had told her this before.

This world has its own combat power system.

In order to avoid being detected by the Heavenly Dao of this world and thus expelled, her cultivation technique could only be suppressed to its peak level.

In other words, she could kill those cannon fodder extras without hesitation.

But what if it were against the leader of the Wuxiang Sect?

Her ability to control the wind was no longer as easy as killing Tian Qi.

Of course, even if the opponent's cultivation was at its peak, they couldn't kill her, thus creating a delicate balance.

The two were locked in a stalemate, neither able to take the other's life.

However, Su Ning did not intend to use the Wind Control technique to deal with him.

She recalled the second layer of her grand dream – bewitching the mind.

The greatest skill of a femme fatale in the martial arts world is not killing, but bewitching people's hearts.

Fighting and killing are so boring.

Su Ning carried her bundle and slowly walked out of the courtyard.

Hopefully, after this matter is resolved, the servants of the Sword Forging Manor will clean this place up properly. Otherwise, it's quite unsettling to have someone die in this courtyard.