In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

Large families are all driven by self-interest. With just a single scheme, they can launch a coordinated attack against the Di family. It's a pity that I've never seen the Asura Sword that my master spoke of.

Su Ningyan was even busier today, always smiling, and always speaking kindly and gently to everyone.

Pei Jinshu was accompanied by several people: Pei Yichen, Pei Wanqing, and Pei Yuze.

All three are heirs to the Pei family, and as rivals, they don't get along very well.

Jun Haochen introduced the area to the people in front, saying, "There's a garden ahead."

As the group stepped into the garden, they were greeted by a vast expanse of flowers.

As you walk along the stream, several small and exquisite pavilions come into view.

Around the pavilion, various exotic flowers and plants were displayed, emitting a captivating fragrance.

Jun Haochen stepped forward and said, "What do you all think about resting in the pavilion for a while?"

"No need for such formalities, Divine Lord. We are all cultivators; let us each make our own decisions."

The male cultivators followed Jun Haochen into the pavilion.

A female cultivator ran into the sea of ​​flowers and danced gracefully. Her light pink gauze dress fluttered gently in the wind, as if she had become one with the surrounding flowers.

Su Ningyan's eyes shifted slightly, and under the sunlight, her figure seemed to be enveloped in golden light.

Her dance seemed to possess a magical power, causing the surrounding flowers to sway gently in rhythm with her movements.

Bees busily flew among the flowers, seemingly captivated by her beauty, forgetting to collect nectar.

Su Ningyan's face was filled with a happy smile. She was immersed in this sea of ​​flowers, fully releasing her beauty and vitality.

Her dance is like a magnificent dream, captivating and enchanting.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Ningyan's dance gradually came to a stop.

A round of applause erupted from the crowd.

Chu Lingfeng, the Holy Son of the Azure Wave Immortal Sect, clapped his hands, his face full of admiration.

"A beautiful young woman dances gracefully among the flowers, her colorful skirt fluttering like a fairy. Light as a butterfly among the flowers, her enchanting figure reflected in the azure sky."

Frost God Palace's Su Yinglan also came to join in the fun.

"Dancing shadows among the flowers are like flowing rosy clouds, graceful figures bloom in splendor. Her exquisite movements are as light as a swallow in flight, her fairy-like beauty is boundless. Fellow Daoist, your elegance is truly remarkable."

Seeing that the two people next to him had spoken, it seemed inappropriate for Jun Haochen, as the host, not to say anything.

He then took out a folding fan and started waving it, his lips moving as he spoke.

"The woman's graceful dance is like a poem, her light and charming movements captivating all who behold her. A smile as she turns her head enhances the beauty of the flowers, and her dance is full of charm and grace."

Su Ningyan covered her mouth and chuckled, feigning shyness: "Fellow Daoists, you just like to tease me."

Di Qingci saw several people rolling their eyes from a distance, thinking that Su Ningyan was really putting on an act.

Liu Rusi, swaying gently in the breeze, said, "Sister Su's dance is truly captivating. I want to learn more from you."

Su Ningyan rolled her eyes inwardly. Here comes the white lotus again. Her smile remained unchanged: "Fellow Daoist Liu, you flatter me."

Jun Haochen was very perceptive. Seeing that the two female cultivators were about to start casting a spell, he quickly said something.

"Let's go to the training ground and see. If anyone wants to spar, they can go up on stage and have a match."

The training ground is located in a spacious area of ​​the sacred site, surrounded by green mountains and shrouded in mist.

Jun Haochen waved his folding fan: "The junior disciples are practicing."

The group followed along for a while and concluded that all sects were like this.

Jun Haochen noticed that no one seemed surprised or delighted.

He then said, "Gentlemen, you have come from afar and must be tired. How about we stop here for today and continue tomorrow? What do you think?"

Mo Linxiao of the Mo Xuan Sword Sect was already impatient: "What the Divine Son Jun said makes sense."

Jun Haochen made sure everyone was settled before heading back. It was exhausting; he figured it would have been more worthwhile to cultivate.

Especially in places with many female cultivators, he fears they might cast spells at any time, which he wouldn't be able to withstand.

Di Qingying knew that the Di family had sent people this time, especially Di Qingci, who had actually become the goddess of the Aoshi Sword Sect. As expected of her younger sister, she was indeed promising.

Di Qingying arrived at Di Qingci's residence and knocked on the door.

Di Qingci opened the door and saw Di Qingying: "Third sister, you're here. Come in quickly."

Di Qingying, with her unparalleled elegance, moved with light steps. Upon entering the room, she noticed several people were already there: "You've come too?"

Di Qingwan remained expressionless. Although she knew that Di Qingying couldn't be entirely blamed, her parents had died tragically because of her, and she couldn't bring herself to greet her with a smile.

Di Qingyu's expression was even less pleasant. Thinking of her parents' tragic deaths, she still felt pain in her heart. How could she be without any resentment?

Emperor Hao and Emperor Bai were better; they both called her Third Sister.

Di Qingying also knew that she was not well-liked, but she was once the legitimate daughter of the Di family.

She is also the designated Holy Maiden of the Haoyue Dao Sect, and has been a favored daughter of heaven since childhood.

Her marriage to Chen Yuting was arranged by their elders, and they hadn't even met twice.

To a complete stranger, she was so devoted to the Dao, how could she possibly marry someone, especially a good-for-nothing? No one could understand her.