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

"Junior brother, you've actually emerged from seclusion!"

The happiest person among those who arrived was none other than Daoist Xuanyang.

Even the serious expression in his eyes softened a bit, suggesting that he had great faith in this junior brother of the abbot of Taihang Temple.

The man in white with white hair turned around, and everyone's eyes fell on his face, and they couldn't help but marvel.

Such divine beings exist in this world.

This man's demeanor was exactly like the Taihang Pass Daozi that was dripping from his hand.

No, it should be said that Lin Ci inherited his temperament.

Despite his snow-white hair, he possessed a youthful and handsome face, and when he stood still, he resembled a crane or a pine tree, exuding an otherworldly aura.

Dressed in a plain white robe, seemingly simple yet covered in frost and snow, her skin was as white as jade, and only her eyes were clear as an ancient pool, containing a calm and profound understanding of the world.

"This is Zhang Hexian, the abbot of Taihang Temple. He's truly a celestial being."

Someone in the crowd sighed.

Zhang Hexian, carrying the unconscious Lin Ci, then spoke with Xuan Yang Daoist, "Senior brother, when I arrived, the members of the Demonic Sect had already jumped off the cliff with that woman."

"Xiao Ci's Daoist heart is shattered, and he may be on the verge of demonic possession. Therefore, I had no choice but to knock him unconscious."

"As for this sword," he waved his hand slightly, and the Dragon Sparrow Sword, lying alone on the ground not far away, instantly appeared in his hand, "it should be returned to its rightful owner."

Only then did everyone realize that the demonic monk who had betrayed the Buddhist temple was now lying alone under a tree, his internal organs shattered, and he was already lifeless.

As for Xue Shazi, who had snatched the knife, he was now lying helplessly on the ground, his eyes unfocused and blood constantly seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of awe towards this rarely seen abbot of Taihang Temple.

The two demonic sect members who caused such a mess were actually killed and injured by the opponent with just a few light blows. This person's strength is truly terrifying.

"Master, Master, is my friend still alive?"

Yue Zijin was the first person who was not afraid of the other party's aura. He clutched his chest and ignored his injuries, rushing to Zhang Hexian in a few steps, his voice still tinged with sobs.

He was so anxious that he grabbed the other man's sleeve without regard for the blood on his hands. Xuan Yang Daoist immediately frowned and shouted angrily, "Nonsense! If he falls from this mountain, even if he is a master of martial arts, he will probably be smashed to pieces."

"You should be most worried about your own life right now."

Zhang Hexian's gaze fell on the other person's filthy fingers, but she didn't brush them aside. She simply asked, "The chosen one?"

At this moment, Yue Zijin had completely lost his senses, but Xuan Yang Daoist answered him: "That's right, he is the one you prophesied, the one destined to save the world from suffering."

"No, I'm not some chosen one. I'm just an ordinary person, even an ordinary person with somewhat dull talents. Otherwise, I could have saved Su Su today." Yue Zijin shook his head bitterly, looking as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant.

After handing Lin Ci over to Xuan Yang Daoist, Zhang Hexian pulled back his sleeve and looked towards the edge of the cliff: "It seems you are quite concerned about that woman."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over Tangxi, Pei Yunlian... and Lou Xianyue.

When Lou Xianyue woke up, Kong Qing told him that the members of the Demonic Sect had taken Su Ning away and were about to escape. He rushed over as fast as he could, but unexpectedly received news of Su Ning's death.

No… he absolutely refused to believe it.

So even though his eyes were red, he still believed in his heart that Su Ning would never die.

They had clearly resolved their differences.

He could stop opposing Yue Zijin, and she even promised him that she would go to Dongjian to see the purple tassel flowers covering the mountains and fields...

Lou Xianyue pushed aside Kong Qing's support and stepped forward to Zhang Hexian. She then bowed respectfully to him, her words firm and resolute: "I've heard that the abbot of Taihang Temple is incredibly insightful. I would like to ask the senior to perform a divination for me."

"I want to know...where she is."

Tangxi and Pei Yunlian also came to the two's side, their eyes fixed on the untainted Abbot Zhang, their purpose self-evident.

Although no one knew better than Tangxi that the chances of surviving a fall from this mountain peak were virtually zero.

But she had witnessed the strength of the Netherworld Sect Master Youtai, so perhaps he really could survive.

That means Su Ning can survive.

Zhang Hexian ignored their questions and simply handed the Dragon Sparrow Blade to Tang Xi, saying, "This is a fine blade. Its fate is up to your Sword Forging Manor."

Tang Xi took the knife, wanting to ask more questions, but was interrupted by a woman's voice—

"What wind has blown even the reclusive Abbot Zhang here?"

"Didn't the White Fairy come too?"

Everyone turned around and saw a woman in blue wearing a straw hat standing on the treetop.

The gauze curtain obscured her face, making it difficult to see clearly, but it was precisely this famous attire that allowed someone in the crowd to recognize her: "It's Bai Shui Ke!"

If there is a distinction between righteous and demonic sects in the martial arts world, then there is also a group of neutral people.

They are unrestrained, form their own sect, and rarely concern themselves with the affairs of the martial arts world, yet most people in the martial arts world dare not offend them.

Simply because they really do kill people, and their martial arts skills are not weak.

The most prominent among them was this Bai Shuike.

Wearing a straw hat and dressed in blue.

"Why did Abbot Zhang come here? So do I."

Bai Shuike lifted Yu Xinglai in his hand.

Just as Lin Ci was about to go mad, this brat was also thinking of going mad.

Fortunately, he was knocked unconscious in time, so that he wouldn't be so preoccupied with jumping off the cliff.

The word "love" truly has a devastating effect.

Last time in Qingyun, it was for that woman; this time at the Sword Forging Manor, it's still for that woman.

Her good junior brother used to be carefree, but now he's probably completely ruined.

It's just that she suffers because she always has to clean up his messes.

There was no other way; every time he rescued someone, Bai Shuike would silently pray, "This is my own brother, my own brother, my own brother."

"In that case, Fairy Bai, you'd better leave as soon as possible, otherwise I can't guarantee the life of the person in your hands," Zhang Hexian said calmly.

"Never again."

Having said that, Bai Shuike stopped wasting words with him and directly dragged the person away, leaving those who wanted to cause trouble for Yu Xing afterwards helpless.

Although Bai Shuike has left, everyone's obsession with Su Ning remains.

However, no matter what, the ethereal-looking man in front of them didn't utter a single word.

"The poison that brings fragrance to withered bones... Miss Tang, you should go and check on Master Tang."

Sure enough, after Zhang Hexian finished speaking, a disciple came to report.

The disciple, panting and with red eyes, choked out as he saw Tang Xi, "Miss, please go see the Master of the Manor quickly. Physician Song said things might be bad."

Tangxi was naturally filled with fear and apprehension. Now that Su Ning's life or death was uncertain, her father absolutely could not be allowed to get into any more trouble.

Many of the martial arts practitioners who followed him expressed mixed feelings: some sighed, some were bewildered, and some were concerned about the safety of Master Tang.

But no one can forget that fleeting glimpse on the training ground.

……

"Ah Ying, do you think she'll die?"

Far from the crowd, a master and his servant gazed at the mountain peak.

Xie Zhuo asked as if it were just a casual question, but the guard lowered his head and answered seriously, "Judging from the height of this mountain, both of them would surely die."

"But what if..."

"What if?"

Ah Ying said with her eyes closed, "If they're lucky enough to find a rock to lean on or land in a tree, they might still have a chance to survive."

Just when Aying thought the person in front of her was going to stay any longer, he simply said, "Why aren't you leaving? You've seen the excitement, what are you still doing here?"

Xie Zhuo walked along the mountain path, but the image of the moment when his opponent's veil fell off in the martial arts arena flashed through his mind.

He always had a premonition that they would meet again someday...

P.S.: Please don't overthink things about Master, Xiao Ci is about to cry herself to sleep in the bathroom.