Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao

Upon hearing the White-dressed Woman's words, Yi Xiaofeng was instantly dumbfounded.

What the hell?

She was Wang Yanran?

Yi Xiaofeng's first reaction was disbelief.

The viewers erupted as well.

"Fuck! Is that for real?"

"That beauty is Wang Yanran? My eyes must be blind!"

"Impossible! You're lying to me!"

"Shut up! You old hag, Wang Yanran can't possibly be as ugly as you! Don't ruin Brother Yi—ruin me instead!"

"That makes no sense. Yi Xiaofeng, don't believe her!"

"I suddenly get what shut-ins are into. I want to find a wife in the game too."

"Miss, don't deceive me!" Yi Xiaofeng said seriously.

The gap between Wang Yanran and the beauty before him was simply too vast.

She had not merely lost weight—it was like she had undergone plastic surgery!

The White-dressed Woman smiled. "It's true. Even I can hardly believe it. But I do resemble my mother somewhat now. I never met my mother growing up, but I saw her portrait."

Yi Xiaofeng still did not believe her.

Wang Yanran's face had been so bloated before. Could yang energy have filled her up and distorted her features too?

"The food is still hot. Eat first, then take your time accepting reality," the White-dressed Woman said with a smile.

Still doubtful, Yi Xiaofeng stepped aside to make way.

After entering the room, the White-dressed Woman set down the food before opening the windows for ventilation.

Before Yi Xiaofeng could sit down, someone else walked in.

"She really is Yanran. I can vouch for it. She was a natural beauty when she was little. I told them long ago that the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique wasn't suitable for a girl to cultivate, but her father refused to believe me."

A cold snort followed.

Yi Xiaofeng turned to look.

A sword-bearing man strode into the room. His hair was streaked black and white, his build sturdy, and he wore worn cloth robes. His sharp eyes and tiger-like gait gave off an imposing aura.

The moment Wang Yanran saw him, she immediately bowed. "Senior Bai, please don't make fun of me."

Senior Bai?

Yi Xiaofeng was curious. Who was this man?

Why had he not seen him before?

Wang Yanran hurriedly introduced him. "This is Senior Bai Hongxiao, a major figure in the Cultivation World today. Even the Imperial Court's emperor would have to pay respects as a junior when meeting him."

The moment Yi Xiaofeng heard that, he became reverent and clasped his hands. "This junior is Zhang Junyi. Greetings, Senior."

Bai Hongxiao studied Yi Xiaofeng and said calmly, "I already know about you and Yanran. You can be considered a real man. But let me make this clear: if I find out who the true culprit is, I will personally kill them."

He glanced at Wang Yanran. "If it was you who killed your father, I won't spare you either."

With that, Bai Hongxiao turned and left again.

Yi Xiaofeng found it baffling.

He had thought the man was one of Wang Yanran's elders. Why had he ended with such a threat?

He turned around, sat down, and began eating.

As he ate, he kept looking at Wang Yanran.

Was this woman really Wang Yanran?

It was truly unbelievable...

Wang Yanran also picked up her bowl and chopsticks and began eating. She smiled helplessly. "Though I've lost weight, all my cultivation is gone. From now on, I'll have to start training again."

Yi Xiaofeng asked, "Are you going to cultivate the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique again?"

Wang Yanran shook her head. "Of course not. Over the years, I obtained another cultivation technique, but I could never bring myself to abandon my old one and start over."

"What technique?"

"I can't tell you that. Though you're going to marry me, I haven't married into your family yet."

"You really want to marry me? With your looks now, you could find countless men better than me."

"But I can't find a husband more perfect than you, someone who treats me so well."

Seeing that Wang Yanran was determined to stay with Yi Xiaofeng, who knew how many viewers felt jealous and resentful at that moment.

The Heavenly Dao Immortal Hero Game had mentioned the Second World in its promotions, hinting that players could build families and careers within the game.

How difficult would it be to win over a breathtaking beauty like Wang Yanran?

Yet Yi Xiaofeng felt unwilling.

This scenario only lasted seven days!

Would he be able to meet Wang Yanran again in the future?

At the same time, he mocked himself inwardly.

Men really did care about faces.

Noon.

Yi Xiaofeng followed Wang Yanran to a courtyard within the City Lord's Mansion.

Many people had gathered there. Tang Yiqian, Hunter Xu, and Bai Hongxiao were all present.

The moment Wang Yanran appeared, she drew the attention of every man present.

Zeng Shu's eyes lit up as he thought, What a beautiful woman. What is her relationship with Zhang Junyi?

Even Tang Yiqian paled in comparison before Wang Yanran.

The crowd whispered among themselves, asking about the woman's origins.

Wang Yanran stayed close behind Yi Xiaofeng, just like a newlywed wife.

Yi Xiaofeng, meanwhile, was puzzled.

What had happened?

Why had everyone been summoned?

Could there be another breakthrough clue?

Hunter Xu frowned slightly when he saw Wang Yanran. Tang Yiqian whispered something beside him, and he suddenly understood, a look of astonishment appearing on his face.

Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran went to stand beside Tang Yiqian and continued waiting.

Not everyone had arrived yet.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced at Bai Hongxiao and saw the man standing with his arms crossed, eyes closed, looking incredibly smug.

Perhaps he really is the strongest person in this scenario. His appearance may be meant to make the contestants identify the killer among themselves and eliminate a batch of them.

Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

Wang Yanran had told him before that when the Pure Yang Sect had been wiped out years ago, her father had survived only because Bai Hongxiao had intervened.

Master Wang had wanted to take Bai Hongxiao as his master, but his aptitude was insufficient.

Fortunately, Bai Hongxiao remembered their old ties. He had come this time because he heard that Master Wang had been murdered, and he intended to avenge him.

About the time it took for an incense stick to burn passed.

All the cultivators and servants in the City Lord's Mansion had gathered there.

Hunter Xu spoke up. "The man beside me is Senior Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao. He will uphold justice for us!"

Sword Saint?

The crowd stirred, and several cultivators who were not contestants changed expressions drastically.

"Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao! His pride shakes the world for ten thousand miles; his sheathed sword suppresses the demonic path! My heavens, the Sword Saint is here!"

Someone cried out, and Bai Hongxiao's legend quickly spread through the crowd.

Hundreds of years ago, Bai Hongxiao had challenged the entire demonic path and defeated every Demonic Cultivator without ever drawing his sword.

For a time, everyone looked upon Bai Hongxiao with utmost reverence.

Yi Xiaofeng was no exception.

He had guessed Bai Hongxiao might be powerful, but he had not expected him to be this terrifying.

It felt like a max-level expert had arrived in a beginner village.

Hunter Xu bent at the waist and asked with an ingratiating smile, "Senior Bai, you may speak now."

Bai Hongxiao opened his eyes. In that instant, a cold glint burst from them like piercing sword light, frightening everyone into avoiding his gaze.

"Which one of you is a Demonic Cultivator?" Bai Hongxiao asked indifferently.

The moment he said that, everyone looked at one another.

Zeng Shu suddenly pointed at a man and said, "He is a Demonic Cultivator. He admitted it openly before and even threatened to kill me. Others heard it too."

The face of the man he pointed at changed drastically as he cursed Zeng Shu's shamelessness inwardly.

Several people immediately spoke up in agreement.

Bai Hongxiao glanced at the man. "You are tainted with baleful energy. Though it is faint, so many people have testified against you. You should be a Demonic Cultivator."

A flash of sword light!

Before anyone could see Bai Hongxiao make a move, the man's head flew off, blood splattering across the ground.

They had been at least thirty zhang apart!

Yi Xiaofeng's pupils contracted as a hundred thousand mythical beasts stampeded through his mind.

This was too sudden!

This was way too exciting!

No wonder the Show Team had made them hide their identities...