"Don't listen to her nonsense. I've heard about what happened earlier. Thank you for saving my little sister's life."
Li Youran smiled faintly and sat beside Li Youwei. As she sat down, she didn't forget to glare at her little sister.
Li Youwei stuck her tongue out at Li Youran.
"It was no trouble at all. It wasn't anything serious. What I never expected was that her older sister would actually be the Moonlight Fairy."
Ye Lin said with a smile.
At that moment, three young men were already standing on the three battle platforms in the arena.
"I am Wang Teng, son of the master of Xuanyuan Villa. I look forward to learning from you."
On the central platform, a young man cupped his fists and bowed to the crowd.
The first to take the stage were bound to be the weakest.
They weren't after a ranking; they just wanted to make an appearance.
"Are you here for the Sword Scripture, young master?"
Sensing the dense Sword Intent around Ye Lin, she understood.
She was a sword cultivator too, and the Sword Intent around Ye Lin had been suppressing her faintly, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Sword cultivators, even when deliberately restraining their auras, still had a faint layer of Sword Intent circulating around them.
Two sword cultivators could sense the Sword Intent around each other.
"At first, I only came to complete a task. But now, I've grown somewhat interested in the Sword Scripture."
Hearing Ye Lin's words, Li Youran understood.
Most people here had been forced to come by their elders.
There were plenty who sought neither fame nor profit and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the Great Dao, but they couldn't prevail against their elders, who had forcibly sent them here.
After a while, Li Youran fell silent