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

"Dong!" The monk in his simple robes struck the bronze bell, the distant sound startling the birds resting nearby.

It was the afternoon, a time of languor and lethargy, and Guangji Temple was no exception. A bell rang, rousing people to come out and check.

Yuezi ate too much vegetarian food at noon today and wanted to lie down and take a good nap, but the sudden ringing of the bell disrupted her plans.

He looked up and found that he was the only one left in the room. He quickly sprang to the center of the courtyard and saw a familiar figure.

"Well, you guys, you actually left me alone in the room." He elbowed Pei Yunlian hard.

"Tch." Tangxi rolled her eyes at him.

Guangji Temple was unusually lively today, with people coming and going even in the usually quiet afternoon.

Li Yuan and his group had just come out from the backyard to join them. Su Ning glanced at them again but didn't see the little Taoist in the black and white robes.

Chen Li'an, unlike Li Yuan, was not as composed and blurted out everything in one go: "We just inquired and found out that Daoist Cangsong will be chanting scriptures in the Great Buddha Hall this afternoon. I feel that the announcement of who will be the destined one will be made today."

Su Ning and her group arrived relatively late. In the days leading up to this, the Taoist Cangsong had been chanting sutras every afternoon, and the group of martial arts practitioners who had been attracted to the temple had all stayed there.

Someone asked how to become a destined person, but the Taoist Cangsong said that it was just that the time was not yet right.

Chu Sese was young and lively, and she couldn't help but dream: "If it's really announced today, then we've come at the perfect time."

The group chatted and laughed, but Shen Lian didn't say much. Su Ning felt that she was acting strangely, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

Just then, a monk announced from the main hall: "The Taoist priest's sermon is about to begin today!"

Su Ning followed the group into the hall. The hall was filled with all sorts of people, it seemed that everyone wanted to be the one destined to possess the secret manual of the Cangsong Daoist.

Before long, an elderly man in plain clothes walked out from behind the Buddha statue. He looked to be over seventy years old, with white hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, giving him a somewhat ethereal appearance.

After the old man bowed to the Buddha, a young novice monk handed him Buddhist scriptures. The hall was silent except for the old man's voice echoing throughout.

After an unknown amount of time, Yue Zijin, who was ahead, couldn't hold on any longer and whispered to them, "This old man's voice is making me sleepy. I don't think he'll talk about the secret manual today. Maybe we should slip away."

Pei Yunlian seemed hesitant, but Yue Zijin seized the opportunity and urged, "Let's go. You're not interested in Buddhism anyway, why suffer here?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Su Ning with bright, sparkling eyes, like a puppy cuddling with its owner.

Before Su Ning could reply, the Taoist Cangsong stopped lecturing on the Buddhist scriptures. The novice monk next to him took the scriptures and brought over a chair.

Daoist Cangsong looked at the group of people in the hall and said unhurriedly, "I know why you have come here. Since you have come to listen to my lectures for three days, it means that you have passed the test of patience."

After the old man finished speaking, a rustling sound came from below, and even Yue Zijin, who had just been clamoring to go back, straightened his back.

The Taoist priest continued, "But patience alone is not enough; my method also requires comprehension."

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone raised their hand and asked, "How do people test our comprehension?"

The speaker was a woman, about thirty years old, with a darker complexion than most women, and a scar on the corner of her eye. Su Ning had seen her at the temple before, when she had a large cleaver at her waist.

"It's Sun San Niang!"

Someone in the crowd pointed out the woman's identity, and Tang Xi also took the opportunity to explain Sun San Niang to Su Ning: "I've heard of this person's name. She's quite skilled in martial arts and has become a well-known figure in the Nanzhou area in recent years. She wiped out a den of thieves with just a cleaver."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, "My time is drawing near, and I have no children, so I do not wish for this spiritual practice to simply fade away."

"Therefore, I have set up numerous traps on Mount Xiaguang to protect the cultivation technique. Whoever can pass the test and bring the technique to me will have all my unique skills passed on to them."

Most of the people present were nameless, unaffiliated individuals or disciples of small sects. The benefits of obtaining this opportunity were unimaginable, hence most of them were extremely envious.

If the rules hadn't been explained beforehand, they probably would have all rushed out the door, grabbed their weapons, and turned Xiaguang Mountain upside down.

After giving his instructions, the Taoist priest left, leaving a young novice to announce the specific rules: "The Taoist priest has hidden the secret manual anywhere except Guangji Temple. You must return to the temple and hand it over to me within three hours to be considered the ultimate success."

"Furthermore, the Taoist priest's traps to protect the secret manual pose a certain danger; you should all proceed according to your abilities."

"Finally, the Taoist priest asked me to tell everyone something: what you see is not necessarily the truth."

The last sentence should be a warning, so many people pestered the young novice with questions, but in the end they got nothing and were instead told that if they did not set off in time, they might be delayed.

In an instant, the crowd scattered like startled birds, and the once bustling Mahavira Hall fell silent once more, with only the majestic and compassionate Buddha still gazing into the distance.

This morning, Yuezi couldn't wait to ask who would be traveling with him. Li Yuan and his group were of course the obvious choice. Such a rare opportunity was one they would regret missing for the rest of their lives.

Pei Yunlian didn't want to go. He wasn't interested in the Cangsong Daoist's mental cultivation method, but Yue Zijin said he couldn't compare. Although the provocation was old-fashioned, it worked and forced him to go.

Tang Xi wanted to stay with Su Ning, but Su Ning reassured her, "If you don't keep an eye on Yue Zijin, he might get into trouble again and give you a headache."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xi really thought it over carefully. Her family was large and powerful, and the Tang family had its own lineage of martial arts techniques, so she didn't care about Cangsong Daoren's techniques at all. But Yue Zijin really needed to keep a close eye on him.

With his mediocre skills, if he were to actually stumble upon a martial arts manual by sheer luck, only to be injured by a trap, his father would nag him to death.

Li Yuan and his group had already gone down the mountain. Tang Xi was afraid that something might happen to Su Ning if she was alone, so she lingered and didn't leave.

Su Ning finally spoke up: "There are many people in the temple, and besides, you'll only be gone for three hours. I'll just stay in my room and read some stories, and the time will pass quickly."

"If you're worried about me, I can always ask Master Lin for help if I encounter any danger."

Li Yuan said that Lin Ci hadn't left the room because he wasn't interested in the cultivation method, so he hadn't even left the room in the afternoon.

Under Su Ning's kind persuasion, the three of them hurriedly descended the mountain.