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

Although the Nine Styles of Martial Arts are in the library of the Nine Netherworld Sect, they are forbidden books that have long been sealed by the sect leader. Although they can greatly improve a person's martial arts, they are actually forcing growth, exchanging one's own essence and blood for a temporary improvement.

When Shen Lian came to him with the secret manual, he tried his best to dissuade her, but he never expected that his kindness that day would turn into resentment now.

Chen Li'an was definitely not the person Shen Lian described. He was young, and when he liked someone, he was completely devoted to her. He even asked the senior sisters in the sect what women liked, and then bought them for Shen Lian every day.

She even missed her morning classes for several days in a row in order to make her own hairpins.

Such a sincere act was interpreted by some as an insult to him using vulgar things.

As for Se Se, how innocent is she?

Li Yuan lay on the ground, coughing up a lot of blood in his anger.

When the Taoist Cangsong flew down from the forest, this was the scene he saw. He nodded in approval and said, "Indeed, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

"To be able to turn against your former fellow disciple without hesitation, you truly are a promising martial arts talent. Once this matter is resolved, I will formally accept you as my disciple and teach you my skills."

Overjoyed, Shen Lian released her foot from Li Yuan's back and strode to the Cangsong Daoist, bowing respectfully: "Thank you for your praise, Daoist. Shen Lian will certainly not disappoint you!"

"Go down."

Seeing the hatred emanating from Tang Xi, yet her face filled with sorrow, Daoist Cangsong shook his head and feigned regret, saying, "If Miss Tang had agreed to our request from the beginning, how could this girl have ended up like this?"

Seeing that Tangxi remained silent, Daoist Cangsong threw his sword at Tangxi's feet, making a clanging sound in the silence.

Why don't you take a look and see whose sword it is?

Tang Xi's silent gaze drifted downwards. The sword was ancient and elegant, but stained with blood. Tang Xi's pupils suddenly contracted: "What did you do to Pei Yunlian?"

Daoist Cangsong laughed heartily, but before he could speak, a furious shout rang out, "You old thief Cangsong, are you going to kill me?!"

The boy's figure suddenly darted out of the forest, his ponytail billowing in the wind, and the wind itself seemed to carry a scorching heat as he went, heading straight for the heart of the Pine Immortal.

The Taoist Cangsong quickly retaliated with his palm. His withered hand flicked diagonally, and a cold aura condensed in his palm. The moment the two palms touched, a muffled thud shook the surrounding leaves into a flurry.

The Taoist Cangsong felt the familiar palm wind, and his eyelids suddenly widened as if trying to get a good look at the face of the person in front of him. He muttered incredulously, "...Shouyang Scripture."

Although Yue Zijin could deal with the medicine puppet, his strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree against Daoist Cangsong. In no time, he felt a chilling internal force drilling into his meridians, his wrist bones tingling and numb. He immediately cried out, "Brother Lin, save me!!!"

Sword light shot out from behind the boy like a rainbow. Daoist Cangsong shook off the boy in front of him, and pressed his palms together. The soft and yin energy in his palms overflowed, and the sword was abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Yue Zijin was sent flying, but before he could fall to the ground, he felt a gentle push on his back and his body stabilized. The jade-white youth came stepping on the moon, revealing a cold face as cold as snow under the winter moon. He easily grasped the Shao Gu sword that had been knocked back.

He didn't recognize Yue Zijin, but Lin Ci's dark white Taoist robe and his graceful movements revealed his identity as the Taoist priest of Taihang Temple who should have exploded and died in his stone chamber.

"No, impossible! I watched you fall into my stone chamber with my own eyes. How did you manage to cure the mimosa flower poison?!"

"Nonsense." The young Taoist priest coldly uttered two words.

Before Yue Zijin could even react to what the mimosa flower was, she saw Lin Ci beside her already charging forward with his sword.

Shen Lian, who hadn't gone far, heard the fighting behind her and realized something was wrong. She immediately wanted to rush back to help, but a large cleaver flew out from her side. She channeled her inner strength and used her hand as a blade to knock the cleaver away.

But the road ahead was blocked.

Sun Sanniang rolled up her sleeves, revealing her strong arms. A large cleaver was stuck in the ground, and her heroic eyes were fixed on Shen Lian. "Sister, murder is punishable by death."

"Heh... what kind of trash are you, daring to stop me?"

Shen Lian exuded black energy from her fingertips, her hands forming claws as she attacked Sun San Niang directly.

Cangsong Daoren was stopped by Lin Ci and Yue Zijin, while Su Ning seized the opportunity to untie Tangxi's restraints.

After being drugged and tied up in this cold wind, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Su Ning caught her in time.

Tang Xi collapsed into Su Ning's arms, staring at Chu Sese's corpse not far away. Overwhelmed with grief, she wept, "Su Su...it was me who killed Miss Chu."

Su Ning gently patted Tang Xi's shoulder and back to pat her back and comfort her softly, "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be alright..."

The woman's voice was gentle and melodious, and slowly it calmed Tangxi's anger.

Su Ning fed her a Qi-replenishing pill, which she swallowed without asking any questions.

Once she had recovered her strength, she stood up, first closing Chu Sese's still-closed eyes, and then picking up the sword that Cangsong Daoist had just thrown at her feet.

Her whip had been taken somewhere by the other party, but it didn't matter; she could still kill Shen Lian with her sword.

Su Ning saw Tang Xi's straight figure and asked with concern, "Xi Xi?"

But then she heard the calm voice of the girl in red, whose back was to her: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Tang Xi was indeed very good, better than ever before. Hatred consumed her, yet she was calmer than ever before. "Shen Lian, are you ready?"

"Wait until I get to you..."

"A thousand, ten thousand, slices."

Su Ning watched Tang Xi leave and sighed.

A petal fell from the east and landed in front of her. She picked up the petal and looked in the direction it had come from.

It's almost bright.

"Junior...sister."

A hand swept across the ground.

Li Yuan was seriously injured and could only crawl towards Chu Sese using his two hands.

Su Ning stepped forward to Li Yuan and fed him another Qi-replenishing pill. After he recovered somewhat, she saw the once composed man hugging Chu Sese's corpse and wailing like a child.

The more Cangsong Daoist fought the two men before him, the more shocked he became. Lin Ci was a natural genius, but this young upstart had somehow obtained the Shouyang Scripture.

Although his moves were full of flaws, he possessed a brute force that caused him to gradually lose ground.

Gui Zhang hadn't appeared yet for some reason. He subconsciously looked for a flaw in the two of them, but saw a graceful young girl standing not far away.