“The newly appointed Saintess?”
Speaking of this, several disciples became energized.
“Elder, then why haven’t we seen the Saintess?”
The Elder took a sip of wine, looking like an otherworldly master.
“Tsk, look at how impatient you are. You’re completely shaming our Myriad Sword Sect!”
“Elder, please stop teasing us… Look! Is that the Saintess?”
A sharp-eyed disciple spotted a beauty slowly approaching.
Actually, it wasn’t just the Myriad Sword Sect disciples; disciples from other sects had also noticed the beauty walking toward them.
“Mist veils the heavy eaves, white sleeves brush against fading shadows. Like moonlight-molded jade, every step gives rise to exquisite fragrance.”
A bald man stepped out from the crowd, pressed his palms together, and spoke words of praise.
“Who is that bald guy? Why is he sucking up so quickly?!”
“Keep it down! That’s the Buddhist Son of the West!”
“Why would someone from the Buddhist Sect be obsessed with beauty?”
“Sigh, Junior Brother, you just don’t know. Everyone says the current Buddhist Son is exceptionally handsome with an enchanting appearance, and he has a preference for dealing with beautiful women.”
The beauty walking slowly heard the Buddhist Son’s praise and lowered her head shyly.
However, someone soon pulled her aside.
“What did you come here for! Where is the Saintess?”
An old woman with an ugly expression repeatedly scolded her.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. If you play these pointless mind games again, you’ll be punished according to the sect rules!”
The beauty felt wronged by the lecture and whispered, “Elder, I only came here to find the Sect Master for something. I had no other intentions.”
The old woman sneered.
“I don’t care what your reason is. If you cause the Yaochi Holy Land to lose face today, you’ll be in for it!”
The beauty’s face stiffened as she replied, “This disciple understands.”
Seeing the beauty being scolded like this, one of the hotheaded Myriad Sword Sect disciples couldn’t help but want to stand up and say a few words.
“Elder of the Yaochi Holy Land, even if the Saintess is wrong, you shouldn’t—wow, she’s so beautiful!”
He had just wanted to speak up for the beauty, but then he saw an even more beautiful person walk out behind the Sect Master of the Yaochi Holy Land.
“Her brows are like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like autumn waters reflecting the stars. The lift of her gaze outshines the dawn, and her lowered lids cause a hundred flowers to wither.”
The bald man jumped out from the crowd again, palms together, chanting rhythmically.
“Hey, why is it that bald guy again!”
“Idiot! Be quiet. Do you have a death wish, annoying the Buddhist Son?”
“What! How is it the Buddhist Son again? Didn’t he just give those words of praise to the previous beauty?”
“Who cares about him! If he loves to show off, let him show off!”
“Who is that person behind the Sect Master of the Yaochi Holy Land? I’ve never seen such a beautiful woman; her appearance even surpasses the Saintess!”
There were many new disciples in the Myriad Sword Sect group this time, and they were both amazed and confused.
“Hmph! A bunch of fools!”
The time had come, and the Myriad Sword Sect Elder spoke slowly: “The person behind the Sect Master of the Yaochi Holy Land is the real newly appointed Saintess of the Yaochi Holy Land!”
The disciples suddenly understood.
“So that’s how it is. I was wondering why the Saintess wasn’t as good-looking as the other disciple. It turns out we were just making assumptions; our eyes were lacking.”
“What the Elder says is absolutely correct. The Saintess of the Yaochi Holy Land is truly the most unique flower among all the blossoms of the mortal world!”
Zhu Lan, who was watching from the crowd, was also stunned for a moment.
‘The female lead is so beautiful.’
However, the Saintess looked unhappy as she followed behind the Sect Master.
Zhu Lan even wanted to walk over, take her little hand, and smooth out her furrowed brows.
‘No wonder she’s the female lead.’
But Zhu Lan was in a very good mood right now.
‘The female lead is this beautiful, so everything is definitely set. I’ll strive to provide more assists and make sure Ye Feng and the female lead consummate their relationship the first time they meet. Then I, Zhu Lan, can wander freely through the world, hehehe…’
Zhu Lan secretly turned her head to look at Ye Feng’s reaction.
Strangely, Ye Feng wasn’t looking at the female lead but had his eyes closed as if resting.
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Lan reached a conclusion.
‘Ye Feng actually has quite a lot of class.’
‘Not bad, not bad. If his eyes were glued to a beauty the moment he saw her, how could a beauty ever be interested in a pig like that? In power fantasy novels, the male lead has to rely on some unique behaviors to more easily gain the female lead’s favor.’
The more Zhu Lan thought about it, the happier she became.
She had even thought about where to open a rouge shop after getting rid of Ye Feng, becoming a rich woman and keeping a handsome young man for herself.
What?
What if the male lead stayed virtuous and wanted a one-on-one relationship with Zhu Lan?
Please.
If the female lead looked like Feng Jie, that would be one thing—even if her inner self was good, the male lead would have a reason to abandon her.
But for a beauty of this level, forget Ye Feng, even Zhu Lan wanted to take her for a walk in the sunlight and talk to her.
As everyone’s attention instantly focused on the Saintess, the smile on the face of the previous beauty became strained.
She stared fixedly at the Saintess, her hands clenched into fists, unaware that her nails were digging into her palms.
Zhu Lan was sharp-eyed.
Seeing the expression on the beauty’s face, she knew things were about to go south again.
She carefully thought back to the original novel’s plot regarding the female lead.
As everyone knew, power fantasy novels were all about fast pacing and simple pleasure.
Therefore, the plot would more or less involve “vicious female supporting characters” and “vicious male supporting characters.”
Their motives were often very simple—for example, jealousy or being unable to stand someone being better than them.
The point of their existence was to create conflict and advance the plot.
Once the readers were sick of the character, the author would kill them off to everyone’s satisfaction.
In the original novel, the female lead’s junior sister, Su Xijin, was just such a character.
After careful consideration, Zhu Lan decided not to interfere with the supporting character’s actions.
In the original plot, the bad things the supporting character did not only failed to destroy the connection between the leads but actually promoted their relationship.
For example, drugging them…
“Be good. These are all young talents from other sects. Don’t let the Yaochi Holy Land lose face in front of outsiders.”
The Sect Master of the Yaochi Holy Land gently guided Su Xiyao.
“I understand.”
Su Xiyao sighed, followed the Sect Master to the edge of the crowd, and stood quietly to the side, waiting.
The opening time of the Yaochi Holy Land’s Spirit Spring fluctuated around ten or so days.
The people from several major sects had arrived early and had to wait for a while for the spring to open.
With so many people, eating, drinking, and chatting would get boring after a few hours.
The young disciples had energy with nowhere to spend it.
Someone suggested a martial arts competition, and eventually, the vast majority of the young disciples went to the training grounds of the Yaochi Holy Land.
“Junior Brother, my Searing Quake Leg technique has reached mastery. I was just looking for someone to test its power.”
“Senior Brother, bring it on!”