Desolate wilderness.

  Wei Sheng and a man in white clothes confronted each other.

  "Who are you, exactly? Sneaking into Wú Kōng Mountain, what do you want to do?" Wei Sheng said in a low voice, his Liè Hóng sword at the ready. This person's background was unclear, sneaking into Wú Kōng Mountain and being unintentionally discovered by him. The opponent's cultivation was more powerful than his, he had just come out of the sword array, having experienced intense killing, and had recently broken through the Qín Mài barrier, and was in a state of perfect spiritual energy, with an unprecedentedly sharp awareness. If it were not for this, he would have been impossible to detect, and Wei Sheng's heart was filled with a chill at the opponent's incredible strength!

  He chased for three hundred kilometers, nearly losing him several times. What made him feel even more uneasy was that the other side seemed not to be using their full strength.

  But Wei Sheng's son is brave and resolute, even if he understands that the opponent is formidable, he doesn't retreat in the slightest, his tiger eyes are full of fighting spirit!

  "I've heard that when Master Wei built his foundation, there were extraordinary signs from heaven, with sword energy reaching the clouds. Today, I see it for myself, and indeed, your reputation is not exaggerated. With one move of the Sword Cave, Master seems to have gained a lot as well. The esteemed 'Empty Void Sword' of your noble family will finally be able to shine under the sun, what great fortune from heaven."

  The white-clothed man's voice was warm and gentle, like a clear spring, matching his handsome and elegant appearance, making him seem refined and suave, making it difficult for people to feel any ill will towards him.

  Wei Sheng's heart became even more vigilant, the fact that he had entered the Sword Cave was unknown to outsiders except for his fellow disciples, yet this person seemed to understand it so clearly. If earlier he wasn't sure whether this person had accidentally or intentionally infiltrated Wu Kong Mountain, now he was certain that this person was secretly inquiring about their sect's affairs, with an ulterior motive as clear as day.

  "Since you're not willing to sign up, then there's nothing more to say." His eyes burst out with two sharp glints, and he spoke in a low, measured tone. The air around him began to rotate slowly without any wind, and the Rainbow Sword appeared in his hand at some point, pointing straight at the white-robed man.

  The man in white clothes suddenly felt a darkness around him, as if he was placed in an empty space.

  Desolation, bleakness, emptiness.

  The man in white clothes flashed a hint of unusual color in his eyes, and praised: "Wei Gongzi is indeed talented, the 'Wu Kong Sword' will surely shine brightly in your hands!"

  As they spoke, the white-clad man standing in place gradually faded away. When he uttered the last word "cai", his shadow completely disappeared, leaving only a faint echo.

  Wei Shenghu's eyes finally revealed a look of horror!

  He swept his divine consciousness back and forth around him, but there was no trace of the other party. Under his sword intent lock, he vanished into thin air! He hesitated for a moment, stepped on the Rainbow Sword, transformed into a rainbow light, and flew towards the Wuxin Sword Gate.

  As his figure disappeared on the horizon, a figure gradually emerged in the position where the white-clothed man had just disappeared.

  "Is it so?" He gazed at the horizon, muttering to himself.

  Tian Yue Ju is the best place to stay in Dong Fu, located on a mountain waist, built on a spiritual vein, with 47 caves. Inside, all kinds of daily necessities are available, and the spiritual energy inside the cave is very strong. Many cultivators who pass by like to rest and adjust their breath here. However, its price is also quite expensive, requiring ten three-grade crystal stones per day. Although Zuo Mo has earned a lot recently, if he were to stay at Tian Yue Ju, just the daily rent would make him feel overwhelmed, not to mention other services.

  The usually half-full Tianyue Residence is now bursting at the seams, with daily rent skyrocketing from 10 three-star crystals to 50. Yet, despite this, there are no vacant rooms, as it's packed with top experts from all over the Tianyue Realm.

  The wine and water at Tianyue House are Wang Suo's wine. The spiritual food at Tianyue House comes from Shao Shi Food Pavilion.

  The Starry Sky Pavilion, the venue for the gathering of Tianyue Ju, has a vaulted roof adorned with countless fragments of starstone, like a multitude of stars twinkling. The courtyards and pavilions are covered in blue-green wisteria vines, adding an air of serenity to the already tranquil atmosphere.

  "Brother Chong is really lucky!" someone by the stone table couldn't help but say.

  Everyone present is a contestant, and each face is full of envy. Without a doubt, among the crowd, Xiang An drew the best lot.

  Xiang felt proud in his heart, but said on the surface: "I'm actually envious of you all, being able to fight openly and fairly. As for me, even if I win, it won't bring any applause." He came from Xiang Family Fort, practicing an extremely unconventional art - Tian Gang Lie Huo Chui (Heavenly Cudgel of Fierce Fire), which was powerful and unmatched, yet quite exquisite.

  "Haohan, this is taking advantage of the situation to show off." One of them laughed and said: "Ask everyone present, who doesn't want to trade with Haohan? These titles and whatnot are just empty words, but that prize is the real deal."

  Everyone present burst into laughter.

  Xiang An repeatedly begged for mercy until finally promising that he would treat everyone to a banquet, at which point the crowd dispersed.

  In the corner of the pavilion with a canopy of stars, a small pavilion with a low-hanging gauze curtain, two people can be vaguely seen drinking together. If the gauze curtain is lifted, anyone would immediately recognize the two seated figures as Gu Yongping, the hot favorite to win this sword-testing tournament, and in front of him sat a person wearing a black hood, quiet as a maiden.

  "I originally wanted to find a quiet place, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by these idle people." Gu Yongping slightly furrowed his brow, saying with a mix of helplessness and displeasure. His gaze fell on the black veil covering the face of the person sitting across from him, and his tone was warm and sincere: "I really didn't think I'd run into my junior sister here, I thought it would be three to five years before I saw you again."

  He didn't hide the fervor in his tone. Probably no one expected that from the beginning, wearing a black veil, mysterious and powerful name Su, was actually a female cultivator.

  She stretched out her slender wrist, picked up the spiritual tea in front of her, gently lifted a corner of her black veil, and quietly pressed her moist, crimson lips against the snow-white, crystal-clear porcelain cup. Her calm and peaceful eyes suddenly blazed with fiery passion.

  "Even you, Shījiě, are reluctant to let me see your true face?" Gǔ Róngpíng stared at Sù, saying quietly, but the turmoil in his tone was naturally revealed.

  "Shixiong's heart is in disarray." Su said lightly, the black veil showing no signs of disturbance: "With a heart in disarray, how can there be a Heart Lake Sword?"

  His eyes flashed with anger, but he didn't erupt. Suddenly closing his eyes, he opened them again after a moment, and his gaze had returned to its usual clarity: "Sister is right. I wonder where Sister plans to go after the trial by combat ends?"

  "Refine the sword."

  "Oh." Gu Yongping's eyes revealed a hint of surprise: "Did Junior Sister find the Cold Iron?"

  A flat and calm voice finally had a few ups and downs: "Hmm, it's already been cut, four pieces."

  "Then congratulations to my junior sister!" Gu Yong was even more annoyed in his heart, if his junior sister went to refine the sword, he was afraid that it would take at least three to five years before she could come out. Suddenly, an idea struck him: "If I'm not mistaken, to make a sword with Cold Iron, one must first refine it into a sword embryo. I wonder how this refining process..."

  "It's already been found." The soft voice returned to its calm tone: "No need for Brother Shifu to worry."

  At this time, another burst of laughter and chatter erupted from Xiang An's table.

  "Hey, we'd better prepare well for these days!"

  "Yes, only Huan brother can be lazy now."

  "A foundation-building period's goods, if you can't even last three moves, I'll look down on you."

  "Why don't we make a bet, and see how many moves it takes for Brother Chong to finish?"

  "This remark is wonderful, I'll bet three moves!"

  "I bet on this move!"

  "Alright, alright. Everyone, please spare me the trouble and don't humiliate me anymore." Xiang An bowed repeatedly: "I told you so, look at this, even if I win, it's not worth it."

  The crowd erupted into another round of cheers and applause.

  Gu Yongping had just been rebuffed by his junior sister, and was still fuming inside. Just then, he heard the noise of this group of people, and his heart grew even more irritated. A glint of coldness flashed in his eyes. At a young age, he had already achieved an extraordinary level of cultivation, and had become famous at a tender age. Normally, he was also well-protected within the sect, so who would dare to be so presumptuous in front of him? His face suddenly turned ashen.

  He was just about to stand up and teach this group of people a lesson when suddenly his eyes blurred, and he didn't know when, but his junior sister had stood up.

  What does she want to do?

  "I bet on ten moves." She said calmly, her face towards Hua An and the others, separated by a thin veil. Her voice was not loud, but it easily passed through the veil. This veil had an isolation array, but at this moment, it didn't have any effect.

  The whole table fell silent at once, and Xiao An's face turned gloomy and frightening.

  "I don't know who you are, sir. Please state your name." Xiang An smiled wryly and cupped his hands together. In front of his friends, he had been slapped in the face; how could Xiang An swallow this insult? Because of the thin silk with isolation arrays on it, they could only vaguely see that there were two people inside, but as for their appearance and conversation content, not a single point could be seen or heard.

  "You don't need to know who I am. Bet or not bet?" Su asked indifferently.

  Gu Yongping was somewhat surprised, his junior sister's cold demeanor, no one knew better than him. Something like this, she should have absolutely no interest in it! Yet now she was making a bet for someone else, this...

  What is the relationship between him and Shimei? Gu Rongping's eyes flickered with a hint of intrigue, his expression somewhat thought-provoking.

  In front of so many people, if he can't even accept this bet, then Chu An would really be humiliated. Can't even handle a Foundation Building cultivator with ten moves? The other party is simply trying to publicly humiliate him!

  Huang An's heart was extremely angry, but his tone was very calm: "Since you've drawn a line, I'll follow it. What are we betting on?"

  "Whatever." A faint voice came from the pavilion.

  Huang An became even more convinced that the other party was teasing him, a cold smile floating on his face. He took out a jade bottle from his bosom, pulled out the stopper, and suddenly the air was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance and spiritual energy.

  The people around only felt a boost of energy, while some who had a slight understanding of spiritual elixirs were secretly getting restless.

  "Three kinds of fierce fire pellets, with thirty-six grains inside." Fierce Fire Pellets are a unique spiritual pellet of the Chuang Family Fortress, made from earth's core and refined. Its fiery nature is unparalleled, and it is a very famous fire-type spiritual pellet in the Tianyue Realm.

  Something flew out of the pavilion, and Hua An's eyes focused, catching it squarely.

  "The moon's beauty is fleeting, three treasures."

  The crowd that was still seated suddenly couldn't hold back, and with a loud noise, they all stood up, each stretching their necks to look at the crystal bottle in Xun An's hand. The crystal bottle was crystal clear and flawless, and just this bottle alone was worth a lot of money. Inside the crystal bottle, there was only a small cloud-like mist the size of a fingernail.

  The moonlight is flowing, and it's said that every ten years, there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival with extremely bright moonlight. The Moonlight Flowing Down is made by refining the moonlight of this night, making it extremely precious and rare!

  A small bottle of Moonlight Flowing Tears is worth far more than a fierce fire dan of Chong An.

  Xiang An's face turned pale blue.