The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Ning Tinglan's kindness came unexpectedly.

Yun Yici panicked this time. She waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "This won't do. Master has already given me spirit stones."

The gift from Wen Fuyue could be comforting, as it was a gift from an elder that could not be refused. Ning Tinglan had already given her a gift upon meeting her, and if she were to continue taking more than she was entitled to, she would despise herself.

After some initial refusal from the two senior and junior disciples, Ning Tinglan reluctantly accepted the storage bag, seeing their determination.

At this moment, a tall and beautiful female cultivator seemed to recognize Ning Tinglan. She pushed aside the people around her, walked closer, and said with a cheerful laugh, "Junior Brother Ning, is this your newly joined junior sister from Wangchen Peak?"

Ning Tinglan turned her gaze and saw her, nodding slightly and saying, "Greetings, Senior Sister Lin. This is my junior sister, Yun Yici."

"This is Senior Sister Lin Jin, the first disciple of Elder Lin Qinyin of Jiangxian Peak."

Yun Yici greeted him and was helped up by Lin Jin. She smiled and said, "There's no need for so many formalities within the sect. Speaking of which, my master thought highly of you during the trial. He was still angry for two days after he didn't accept you into his sect."

"I just didn't expect you to choose Wangchen Peak, otherwise you would be my junior sister today."

Lin Jin's friendliness and enthusiasm made Yun Yici feel a little embarrassed. She said, "Now I am also Lin Jin's junior sister."

After Ning Tinglan finished her introduction, she stood aside quietly waiting for Yun Yici and Lin Jin to speak.

Lin Jin, however, hadn't forgotten to greet him, "By the way, Junior Brother Ning, did you bring Junior Sister Yun here to register her for the Sword Trial Tournament?"

“Your Wangchen Peak already has a small number of disciples. If you are the only Foundation Establishment disciple to participate, it would be a bit too much of a stretch.”

A sword-testing tournament?

Yun Yici turned to look at Ning Tinglan, who said, "I haven't had a chance to tell her yet."

He was about to speak if Lin Jin didn't interrupt him.

Lin Jin thought that he had underestimated Yun Yici, which was why he had kept the matter a secret.

She said earnestly to Ning Tinglan, "Although Junior Sister Yun has only been a disciple for a few days, I know from Master that Junior Sister Yun has a top-grade wind spirit root, and her swordsmanship even contains sword intent, which is no less than any Foundation Establishment disciple in the sect."

Having lost the right to show off, Yun Yici coughed twice and said, "So, the Sword Testing Tournament is..."

Lin Jin said, "It is a channel for sects to select disciples to learn from and exchange skills with other sects, and it is held once every ten years."

"The sect first reports its disciples by peak, and only the outstanding disciples selected through the sect's trials can participate in the trial conference."

Lin Jin continued, "Because it is based on the peaks, and Senior Brother Rong was a weapon cultivator in the last trial, he did not sign up."

"It seems that only Junior Brother Ning signed up this time."

After Lin Jin explained, Yun Yici finally understood that this so-called trial was actually a free-for-all battle with peaks as the unit.

Imagine, other peaks have a maximum of ten disciples each, and eight peaks have a total of eighty disciples, but Wangchen Peak, including Wen Fuyue, only has five people.

Not to mention that Ning Tinglan is the only one who has signed up.

In other words, Ning Tinglan, facing eighty competitors from the other peaks, could only succeed by praying that his protagonist aura would take effect.

Lin Jin meant well, hoping that Yun Yici could participate in the trial to improve herself, and if she performed well, she would have the opportunity to go out and learn from others.

The problem is that Yun Yici has only been practicing swordsmanship for two days. She is worried that after she signs up, Ning Tinglan will no longer be fighting eighty opponents at once, but rather fighting eighty opponents while dragging one down.

She was the one who held him back.

She forced herself to conceal her pain and said tactfully, "I've only been a beginner for a few days, and my skills are still limited. I'm afraid I need more experience..."

Lin Jin then laughed and said, "It's alright, it's good to go and see for yourself. I'll participate too, and we can form an alliance then."

"By the way, the reward for the champion of this trial is said to be the spirit sword of the sword immortal Shen Huaichuan."

She was also a sword cultivator, so naturally she was very tempted.

They had all witnessed Ning Tinglan's strength, so she decided to first show goodwill and win him over. This way, she could both preserve her own strength and join forces with him to eliminate other competitors.

"Shen Huaichuan?"

Yun Yici was jolted awake and immediately became alert. Shen Huaichuan's sword?

Isn't Shen Huaichuan a sword immortal?

Why was she imprisoned in her dream?

Yun Yici recalled that she had indeed not seen Shen Huaichuan wielding a sword these past two nights.

He just sat there all alone, "watching" her practice her swordplay, occasionally offering a few words of advice.

"Yes, it's the sword immortal Shen Huaichuan you're thinking of," Lin Jin said with a smile.

The true sword immortal who ascended to immortality a thousand years ago is known to everyone in this world.

Lin Jin noticed that Yun Yici was somewhat tempted, so she said, "Even if we can't win the championship, we can still get a close look at it."

Ning Tinglan frowned and said, "I don't think that's Senior Shen's sword. If he abandons his sword after ascending to immortality, how can he live up to the name of a sword immortal?"

He judged others by his own standards; if it were him, he would never easily abandon his sword unless forced to.

Yun Yici recalled Shen Huaichuan's dull eyes and wondered if the sword immortal, whom the world admired, had not ascended to immortality, or had even encountered some accident.

Yun Yici asked, "Senior Sister, when does the registration for this trial tournament close?"

"Seven days later."

Yun Yici: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Lin Jin said a few more words to her before waving goodbye and leaving.

Ning Tinglan asked, "Do you perhaps wish to participate in the Sword Testing Tournament?"

This way, he would at least no longer be alone and helpless, and Ning Tinglan's heart stirred slightly.

"I'd like to think about it some more."

Yun Yici wore a bitter expression, thinking to herself that it all depended on how well she learned in seven days, provided that she didn't hold him back.

After all, she and Shen Huaichuan were practically master and disciple, so she couldn't just stand by and watch his sword fall into someone else's hands.

Fortunately, there are still seven days left. She will go back tonight and ask Shen Huaichuan where his sword and he are now, to confirm whether it is indeed Shen Huaichuan's sword.

Ning Tinglan's answer was exactly what she expected.

System: "Ning Tinglan's favorability +2, currently at 52. There is still one lottery chance left unused. Host, would you like to use it now?"

The choice of Yun Yici is of course not.

The two's trip to the Zongwu Pavilion came to an end. On the way back, Ning Tinglan specially took Yun Yici on a detour to the Library Pavilion.

This place contains various treasured books of the Nanhua Sect, including Taoist teachings from various schools.

While browsing around, Yun Yici borrowed a book that recorded practical techniques such as the Cleansing Dust Technique, intending to study it slowly when she got back.

When she returned to her residence on Wangchen Peak, it was still early. The little beast she had carefully settled was still fast asleep, showing no trace of its former vicious nature.

This time, Yun Yici dared not place it by her pillow; instead, she put it in a safe place.

She carefully tidied the bed, changed into clean undergarments, and then lay down on the bed, trying to fall asleep while waiting to see Shen Huaichuan.