The little heroine investigates a mysterious case

The main hall of Tiandao League.

Alliance leader Hu Yiba was holding a sword sacrifice ceremony with his disciples and subordinates. Hu Yiba first lit three incense sticks on the incense table where the Sword of Evil Slaying was placed, then clasped his fists and bowed deeply three times towards the Sword of Evil Slaying. Then he solemnly picked up the Sword of Evil Slaying from the knife rack, held it in his hand, and turned to look at the people behind him.

"Nineteen years ago, my brother Hu Yidao wielded this sword and slew countless Vietnamese soldiers, heroically sacrificing his life to defend Fengcheng! Later, a brave warrior in white bravely returned this sword to our Tiandao League, where it is now our most precious treasure. Today, the Tiandao League will use this sword to gather heroes from all over the world. We hope that heroes will join us in upholding justice and helping the weak by suppressing the strong!"

Everyone shouted: "Enforce justice on behalf of Heaven! Fight against the strong and support the weak! Enforce justice on behalf of Heaven! Fight against the strong and support the weak!"

At this time, Zhao Xuan had already arrived in Jinyang City and soon found out about the headquarters of the Tiandao League, which was located in the suburbs of Jinyang City.

The registration office was crowded. When it was Zhao Xuan's turn, she registered as the Jiaoyangyu Daylily and got a number plate, No. 330.

The people at the registration office were obviously exhausted these days. Zhao Xuan even asked someone to ask about the rules of the competition, and then called out to the next person in a hoarse voice.

The rules of the game are very simple. Ten people form a group. The odd numbers are drawn into one team and the even numbers are drawn into another team. The teams compete in pairs, and the winners compete in pairs again until the final winner becomes the first in the group. The winner then gets a new number plate and draws lots to compete with the first place in other groups, and so on, until the champion is decided.

Zhao Xuan was extremely lucky in the first few rounds of the competition. She never encountered an opponent who made her draw her sword, and she won first place in the group one after another. When there were only ten contestants left, including Zhao Xuan, they all moved to a more comfortable separate courtyard. The Tiandao League also provided a servant to take care of their food and daily life. Zhao Xuan couldn't help but be amazed at the Tiandao League's generosity.

The servant in charge of taking care of Zhao Xuan called himself Xiaoling. He was nimble and quick-witted. As soon as he met Zhao Xuan, he began to give her an in-depth analysis of the probability of winning. This allowed Zhao Xuan to have a deep understanding of the other nine contestants on the eve of the final stage, and she learned an important piece of news: the most difficult one to deal with was Hu Junfeng, the son of Hu Yidao and the chief disciple of the Tiandao League.

Although Hu Yiba was full of confidence in Hu Junfeng, he still went to Hu Junfeng's residence the night before the competition. Seeing Hu Junfeng still practicing his sword skills under the moonlight, he stepped forward to stop Hu Junfeng and gave him a sincere instruction: "You have already memorized the 108 sword techniques of the Xie Zhan Dao. The draw will be tomorrow morning and the competition will start in the afternoon. This night is not important. Get some rest."

Hu Junfeng bowed and said, "Yes, I will follow my uncle's instructions."

Hu Yiba patted Hu Junfeng on the shoulder and said, "I have nothing more to teach you. As long as you win in the end, the responsibility of protecting the Evil-Slaying Blade will be entrusted to you. Also, do you remember the God-Slaying Sword that your uncle told you about?"

"I remember that legend has it that the Evil-Slaying Blade and the God-Slaying Sword were both forged by Xiang Huaizi and his wife, two renowned swordsmiths from the Qiankun Continent. Later, for some unknown reason, the Evil-Slaying Blade became part of the common people's lives and was eventually acquired by the ancestors of the Hu family. My grandfather later gave it to my father as a sword."

Hu Yiba nodded. "But, there's more to it than that. The God-Slaying Sword also possesses the 108 sword techniques of the beginning of the universe. Only when the sword and the blade are united can they unleash their maximum power. No one in the world can resist them! But the God-Slaying Sword has been missing for over 200 years. After the competition, you can take the Evil-Slaying Knife and go out for training. Even if you can't find the God-Slaying Sword, you might be able to find the legendary God-Slaying Sword Manual, which would be a great blessing!"

"My nephew will do his best!"

Hu Yiba stroked his stubble and pondered for a moment: "That little girl named Huang Huacai is very strange. The Jiaoyangyu sect has never been active in the martial arts world. You must be more careful."

"Uncle, don't worry. I've already sent someone to investigate. Jiaoyang Valley is just a small, recently formed sect. The reason why Huang Huacai was able to make it through all the challenges was simply because he was lucky. The opponents he drew weren't too strong."

"That's something we must not take lightly."

"My nephew will remember this."

"When you return from your training, it will be time for the Heavenly Dao Alliance to be handed over to you."

"Uncle, I think my cousin..."

Hu Yiba's brows suddenly became fierce.

"Don't even mention that brat! He's uneducated, a playboy, and has no future! He's a complete disgrace to me!!"

That night, Zhao Xuan finally drank the wine she had always dreamed of, "Changxiangju", which was provided by the Tiandao League.

Zhao Xuan drank a bowl of wine, smacked her lips, and said, "It sounds pretty impressive, but the taste is just average."

Xiao Ling poured Zhao Xuan another bowl of wine. "Just this small jar of wine is worth ten taels of silver! Even this is in short supply! Luckily, the Tiandao League has a strong foundation and has hundreds of jars in stock."

"Good boy!" Zhao Xuan hurriedly snatched the wine jar from Xiao Ling and poured the wine in her bowl back into the jar. She looked at Xiao Ling excitedly and said, "Go, bring me two more jars! Oh, no, take as many as you can! Go!"

"Can you drink all that? Don't waste it!"

"I won't drink. I'll take it all away after the competition! If I don't win first place, these jars of wine will be enough to barely satisfy Hao Xiong and the others..."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll have to bear the consequences! That's what I mean! Just go when I tell you to!"

In the end, Xiaoling brought back six jars of wine, plus the first jar he brought, a total of seven jars.

Xiao Ling asked, "Miss Huang, how do you plan to pack when you leave? Do you need me to find you a carriage?"

"We'll talk about it later. My master always says that when you reach the mountain, there will always be a way out!"

Xiao Ling asked flatteringly, "Which sect is your master from? To have such a formidable disciple like you, his martial arts skills must be extremely high, right? I see you're a master swordsman. What's the name of your sword technique?"

"My father taught me martial arts."

"Then your father..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?!"

The opponent Zhao Xuan drew in her first match was also a swordsman master, Li Baiyun, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, who was the first strong opponent Zhao Xuan had ever encountered in her life.

After three moves, Zhao Xuan finally drew out her sword. The sword light flashed, and the two exchanged more than fifty moves. Li Baiyun's sword moves were like flowing water. He first protected his body tightly, waiting for Zhao Xuan to reveal a flaw before taking the opportunity to attack. However, Zhao Xuan didn't care about her own safety at all, and kept pressing Li Baiyun step by step. Her moves were ruthless, forcing Li Baiyun to defend with all his strength and had no power to fight back.

"Are you crazy? You're just asking for death by fighting like that!"

"I want you to take care of it!"

After Zhao Xuan finished speaking, she jumped into the air, holding the sword in both hands and stabbed it towards Li Baiyun's head, but she also left herself wide open. Li Baiyun dodged the sword and stabbed Zhao Xuan in the chest with his backhand. When the tip of the sword was only an inch away from Zhao Xuan, the tip of Zhao Xuan's sword also pierced the ground. Zhao Xuan slightly retracted her strength, and the tip of the sword did not pierce the ground, but the sword body suddenly bent. Zhao Xuan jumped up again with the rebound force, and narrowly avoided Li Baiyun's fatal sword. Zhao Xuan thrust her sword towards Li Baiyun again.

Li Baiyun thought he had a sure chance of winning this time, but he didn't expect Zhao Xuan to fly up with her sword and stab nothing. He used all his strength but couldn't retract his force. Just as he was about to hit Zhao Xuan's sword, Zhao Xuan suddenly retracted her sword and landed steadily on the ground.

"you lose."