She became a god

Jiangcheng truly lives up to its name, as it is built right on the riverbank.

The Songjiang River flows from east to west, and Jiangcheng is built on both the north and south banks. Located in the center of Zhongzhou, it is the place with the most convenient waterways, the most docks, and the most developed commerce in Zhongzhou.

Jiangcheng has a warm and humid climate, which is suitable for the growth of tea trees. Tea shops are everywhere in the area, and even the tea leaves displayed on the roadside tea stalls are more fragrant and delicious than those from other places.

The most famous teahouse is "Ke Lai Cha," named after a famous poet's line: "On a cold night, a guest arrives, and tea serves as wine; the bamboo stove boils, and the fire glows red."

Kelai Tea is not located in the north or south urban areas, but on Feilu Island.

There are many islands in the middle of the Songjiang River. These islands are the main urban area of ​​Jiangcheng and the most prosperous part of Jiangcheng.

The city lord's mansion in Jiangcheng was built on Flying Heron Island, and countless powerful figures from the six realms came and went every day.

Crossing the Songjiang River and reaching the island beach, you don't need to walk far before you can faintly see the "Kelai Tea" sign in the suburbs.

"Miss, are we really going to Ke Lai Cha first?"

"There are many people there, so they must be well-informed. You can all call me Young Master from now on, but don't let it slip."

"Yes, young master."

As soon as they entered, they asked the innkeeper to book rooms.

"Manager, three superior rooms!"

The innkeeper looked troubled. "Sir, all the superior rooms are booked."

Di Ziyu didn't necessarily need the best; she said, "Three medium-sized rooms."

"Hey! There's only one medium-sized room left, and a few standard rooms."

Di Ziyu asked, "Is business this good lately?"

Teahouses are generally for drinking tea, so theoretically, only a minority of people book rooms.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You all look unfamiliar, so you must be from out of town. You probably don't know that there's been a big event in Jiangcheng recently."

"Oh, could you tell us about it, shopkeeper?"

Di Ziyu handed over a mid-grade spirit stone, wanting to figure out what was going on.

How come something big happened so soon after they arrived?

The shopkeeper accepted the spirit stones with a beaming smile. "Our city lord is looking for a husband for his youngest daughter. The martial arts contest to find a husband will officially begin in three days."

The seven great cultivation families of Zhongzhou were originally the Lu, Zhao, Sun, Lin, Wang, Han, and Xue families.

After the Lu and Lin families were wiped out, only the five major families remained.

Jiangcheng is controlled by the Han family. This Lord Han has many children, among whom his youngest daughter, Han Yan, is the most favored.

This young lady possesses the Golden Core cultivation level and a water elemental root. She is a disciple of the Water Moon Divine Nun and participated in the previous Yu Ya Secret Realm event.

Other details are unknown to outsiders.

It is said that Han Yan did not want to get married, so Lord Han indulged her and arranged for her to marry into another family.

For a cultivator like Di Ziyu, whose sexual orientation was incompatible and who came from a noble family, Han Yan's martial arts contest to find a husband was just something to talk about after dinner.

But for a rogue cultivator from an ordinary or even impoverished background, marrying Han Yan meant becoming the son-in-law of City Lord Han and thus gaining access to the Han family.

In the Six Realms, most people are still ordinary, and they have very few opportunities to defy fate and change their destiny.

If they miss this opportunity to marry into the Han family, how many more chances will they have in their short lives to seize such immense wealth and power?

Therefore, in recent days, many cultivators have come to participate in the competition, and the Kelai Tea House on the outskirts of the city has been overcrowded.

Having figured out the reason, Di Ziyu moved in with her entourage.

Do you think Xue Suimu will participate in the competition?

In response to Di Ziyu's question, the commander replied, "That man is very shameless and is very likely to participate in the competition."

"Will Lin Jingchuan go? After all, they are helpless and alone in Jiangcheng. This is a good opportunity to find a family connection."

"Young Master, should I make the arrangements first?"

"Prepare the carriages and horses. I think there will be a lot of people in Jiangcheng these days." Di Ziyu's clear gaze swept over the guards. "Keep your eyes open. If you see Lin Jingchuan, take action. We need to see him alive or dead."

Three days later, heroes from all walks of life gathered at the dueling arena.

From the stands, you can see a huge crowd.

It was just a bunch of people fighting, and looking around, neither Lin Jingchuan nor Xue Suimu were there.

Could it be that she came to the wrong place?

Just as Di Ziyu began to regret her decision, she heard a commotion from the crowd: "The person who won seven games in a row actually has five spiritual roots?"

Five spiritual roots?

Such powerful five spiritual roots are rare indeed. Di Ziyu perked up and looked towards the stage.

A young man dressed in a dark green robe, with green eyes and black hair, had a handsome face and a tall and straight figure. He held a pair of swallow-wing-headed swords, with drops of blood still dripping from the blades. He was a cold and aloof handsome man.

The messenger inquired and learned that the man's name was Liu Qing.

Di Ziyu secretly resolved that, regardless of whether this person was Lin Jingchuan in disguise, she would invite him over after the competition.

Jiuhua Dan is still missing a five-elemental-root alchemist. I wonder if this young man knows how to refine pills?

Although the young man had won seven consecutive victories, Di Ziyu could see from afar that he seemed to be running out of energy. Even though he had taken several bottles of nourishing pills, he could still see signs of weakness.

If another person were to fight him, who knows if he could still win?

Just as I thought of this, someone tried to exploit the situation.

Speaking of Zuanlouzi's appearance alone, he had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a cheerful and refined demeanor, and was as handsome as a jade tree standing in the wind. He was a rare beauty in the world.

Looking at the person from afar, Di Ziyu felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place him.

The man, holding a folding fan, stepped onto the stage with a smile, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and said, "I am Lu Mingze, and I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Liu for guidance."