I manage female characters in all the heavens.

"Oh." The woman in red replied softly, looking somewhat sullen, and quickly followed.

It was not my wish to choose a husband through martial arts, but in order to put my father at ease and let him enjoy the happiness of family life as soon as possible, I, Mu Nianci, felt it was my duty to do so.

Of course, being able to beat me is the most basic requirement. You have to be a man. If you can't even beat me, then this marriage is off!

Arriving at the open space in the western district, Yang Tiexin took a deep breath, put down his baggage, gripped his iron spear tightly, and unleashed a set of fierce, ruthless, and masculine spear techniques.

The explosive sound of the gun tip slicing through the air startled the surrounding crowd, who quickly moved aside, creating a large space.

Mu Nianci swiftly retrieved stakes and ropes from her bag, setting up a small but effective fighting platform. Her agile movements and vibrant energy caught the attention of many martial arts enthusiasts watching.

The old man's marksmanship was impressive, but the girl's beauty was captivating. Everyone stopped watching the old man's marksmanship and focused on the girl. No one bothered to tell them to get lost and stop taking up space.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yang Tiexin paused and immediately stopped. He went to the center of the arena, slammed the shaft of his spear into the ground with a thud, and then shouted:

"A martial arts contest to choose a husband!"

Mu Nianci took out a white banner with red flowers at the right moment, and with a whoosh, she planted it into the ground. The banner fluttered in the wind, and the four characters "Martial Arts Contest for Marriage" shone with golden light in the sunlight.

The onlookers' eyes lit up immediately as they looked at the girl in red standing next to Yang Tiexin, and they were overjoyed.

Just now I said that this girl was pitiful to behold, and now I have the chance to kiss her?

Summon them! Summon them hard!

"Okay, I'll do it!" "I'll do it!" "Get out of the way, I was here first!"

Immediately, everyone vied to be the first to go on stage, fearing that the girl would be taken away by someone else first.

He was blinded by lust. The rules hadn't even been announced yet. Didn't he consider that it might not be the girl in red choosing a husband, but the old man with the weathered face choosing a husband himself?

Their iron spears are fierce; won't you be scared out of your wits when the time comes?

Fortunately, Yang Tiexin was not the kind of person who would do anything out of the ordinary; he was a very respectful elder and quickly announced the rules.

The rules are simple: any hero under the age of thirty who is not yet married can come up on stage and try. If they can defeat Mu Nianci, they can take the beautiful young woman home today.

The crowd surged and looked at each other in a frenzy.

Damn, I thought only young talents had a chance, but I didn't expect you to be so lenient, anyone under thirty is fine!

Many seasoned veterans nearing thirty are now itching to make a comeback, and some even over thirty are unwilling to give up, deciding to live a second life and return to their youthful days.

A seasoned veteran, quick-witted and agile, was the first to grab a spot on the stage. He was an elderly man with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles.

No wonder he was the fastest; in terms of experience and shrewdness, no one present could match him.

Yang Tiexin frowned: "Senior, my daughter's martial arts contest for marriage has a limit of thirty years old. You... are you eighty?"

The old man smiled slightly: "Young man, don't talk nonsense. I am Yan Hong, and I am eighteen years old this year."

The onlookers burst into laughter, with one joking, "Then take it out and let us see. If you have it, you've passed!"

Mu Nianci was still a naive child and didn't understand these lewd jokes, but she was furious that an old man wanted to marry her.

Completely disregarding respect for the elderly and children, her pretty face contorted with malice as she swept her leg and delivered a powerful kick to the chest, sending the old man flying off the stage.

However, being kind-hearted, she held back, using skillful force so that she didn't kill the shameless old man with a single kick. Without breaking any bones, she immediately got up and fled the scene.

An expert's skill is immediately apparent; with just one move, the onlookers knew that the young woman, though beautiful, was also highly skilled in martial arts.

Many seasoned martial arts practitioners whispered among themselves, commenting that Mu Nianci had the appearance of a third-rate person, but her future was limitless.

"Who else?" Mu Nianci glanced around, full of energy, her eyes bright and piercing, her demeanor graceful and her vitality captivating.

"I'll do it!"

A burly man wielding a knife jumped into the center of the arena, wielding his nine-ringed broadsword with great skill and flair.

"Stop, sir! This is the capital city. We cannot use weapons here. This martial arts contest for marriage only accepts those who are unarmed," Yang Tiexin warned.

The burly man's face stiffened. He looked at the nine-ringed steel knife in his hand, and recalling Mu Nianci's swift and agile move earlier, he silently stepped off the stage.

"Hush!" A chorus of boos erupted from the sidelines. It turned out they were trying to bully the young girl who was unarmed by taking advantage of their weapons. How shameful!

"Let me try!" Another person jumped into the arena, only to be taken down by Mu Nianci in two moves.

The group didn't give up and took turns going on stage to try. Losing didn't matter; winning meant a chance to win a beautiful girl—it was an opportunity not to be missed!

However, even though Zhongdu was the capital of a country and a gathering place for heroes from all over the world, they still couldn't make any progress in a small martial arts contest to find a husband.

Mu Nianci had received guidance from Hong Qigong, and her martial arts skills were definitely not weak for her age. She could compete with the younger generation of the major sects in the martial arts world, far superior to these "heroes" who only had a little bit of a trick to play in the martial arts world.

The younger generation who could defeat Mu Nianci were unlikely to lower themselves to participate in a martial arts contest for marriage, as their marriages were of great use.

For a time, Mu Nianci displayed an invincible aura, poised to dominate the martial arts world of Zhongdu.

Seeing more and more people being defeated by Mu Nianci, and no one even daring to take the stage anymore, Yang Tiexin sighed, it seems he will never be able to get married this time.

She traveled from south to north, participating in eight martial arts contests to find a husband. Hundreds of people were defeated by Mu Nianci, but she couldn't find a single husband.

Yang Tiexin couldn't help but wonder if this was a martial arts contest to find a husband or a war to conquer the world.

In the crowd, a young man dressed in a rustic manner looked left and right, his face full of regret:

"That's it? The martial arts contest for marriage failed?"

He couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl in red who was holding a martial arts contest to find a husband. What an excellent girl she was, yet she couldn't get married.

Suddenly, the sound of bells rang out, and dozens of strong servants escorted a young master on horseback.

This young man was handsome, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a brocade robe, his clothes were extremely luxurious, and he looked very dashing. Unfortunately, his name was Wanyan Kang.

He had never seen a martial arts contest for marriage before, so he was very curious and decided to sabotage it.

"What a pretty little beauty! Come here, tie her up and take her back to the palace!"

Compared to the original story, Wanyan Kang here is clearly even more lawless. With a wave of his hand, he orders dozens of servants to arrest thousands of people.

Yang Tiexin immediately flew into a rage: "What are you trying to do? Is there no law in broad daylight?"

Wanyan Kang sneered: "I am the law! Make your move!"

Just as Yang Tiexin and his daughter were about to fight to the death, suddenly—

A commotion arose in the distance, followed by a melodious and moving piece of music that grew louder and louder as various instruments played in unison, drawing attention.

The crowd looked in that direction and saw a grand procession appear at the end of the street, carrying a magnificent palanquin and carrying a canopy as it moved swiftly forward.

Whether it was the white-clad woman carrying the palanquin, the green-clad woman playing music, or the blue-clad woman wielding a sword as if she were a guard, each of them was beautiful and graceful. When they looked at the palanquin, their eyes were full of reverence, but when they looked at others, they were all extremely aloof.

The two black-clad knights at the forefront were composed, their eyes sharp and imposing, their aura stern and unwavering, exuding great authority.

The team approached the arena with a clear objective, their momentum overwhelming and their presence awe-inspiring. The crowd exchanged glances, their hearts heavy with apprehension, and the timid ones trembled with fear.

Despite the lack of any outward display of power, they were already terrified, their fear stemming from the spectacle itself.

Even Wanyan Kang was stunned and quickly led his men to retreat, making way for the group.

A palanquin with 16 people is an extremely high standard, usually reserved for the emperor. This procession is clearly not the one for the Jin emperor's tour.

This is outrageous! Utterly outrageous!

This is the capital of the Jin Dynasty. For the other party to be so arrogant, they must have an extraordinary background.

Soon, the procession stopped in front of the arena, and the knights, guards, and musicians spread out to both sides of the palanquin, making it protrude.

Suddenly, the 16 women in white carrying the palanquin shouted in unison, "Little Immortal of the Ancient Tomb, with boundless magical power and great supernatural abilities, you are here to rule the Central Plains!"

Everyone was shocked and their expressions changed drastically. Who was this powerful figure from the demonic path who had arrived with such a slogan?

The Little Fairy of the Ancient Tomb? Why does she refer to herself as "little" instead of "old"?

What kind of demonic master is so humble?

Because the immortal is Lin Yunshuang.

Boom!

The palanquin landed with a deep rumble, its light veil fluttering, revealing glimpses of a white fairy figure.

A slender, jade-like hand reached out from behind the curtain, pointing at the girl in red, and a soft, ethereal laugh rang out:

"This young lady is so pitiful to behold."

Author's Note on Launching the Product

I just received a sudden message from the website informing me that the book has been listed for sale, which caught me off guard. I'm rushing to write a quick note.

I didn't notice it was available for purchase this morning, so I'm just giving that free chapter to you all. There will be four more chapters today, which will be official VIP chapters.

To be honest, it has been incredibly difficult to write this book. It took 60,000 to 70,000 words to get a contract, and the number of favorites hasn't even reached 2,000 yet. I've thought about giving up many times.

But seeing the number of favorites and readers slowly but steadily increasing every day, I deeply felt the strength of my readers' support. It was so powerful that I felt like I had been punched in the nose by Ultraman, and even my soul was aching. I was so moved that I decided to persevere.

The book was suddenly released before the first round of recommendations was even over. I can't predict what the future holds for this book, so I can only continue writing as planned and hope things will improve.

I'll be content if I can make a living off this book after three months of perfect attendance. If it's even better, it's all thanks to the generous support of my readers, and it shouldn't have anything to do with my own abilities. Thank you in advance for your support, I love you all!

Regarding updates, 6,000 words per day is the basic guarantee after the book is published, and it will only be more, not less. Normally, it will be divided into three chapters, but sometimes if the plot is too coherent to be separated, it will be combined into a long chapter. I will inform you in advance, so if that happens, it won't be me who updates less.

Also, considering that there might be times when I need to take leave, I'd like to let you guys know in advance that if I take leave on a particular day, the missed updates will be made up later, ensuring at least 18 words per month.

That's all for now. I'm in a rush, so I'll stop here for now. If there's anything I need to add later, I'll write a separate chapter to discuss it with everyone.

Finally, thank you for your support. Those who have read this far, whether you subscribe or not, are the most esteemed readers and the greatest motivation for this book to have come this far.

I thank you in advance!

Chapter 69 Guo Jing and Huang Rong, of the same blood and lineage

The entire hall fell silent, stunned by the unknown woman's grand entrance and her elegant manners even when she was being a scoundrel.

This is naturally "Li Mochou".

The trusteeship period was longer than expected. She thought she would have to switch accounts before reaching Zhongdu, but she hadn't switched even after flirting with Mu Nianci in Zhongdu. She wondered if it was because her skills had improved.

Since we have the time, we might as well get everything done.

Mu Nianci, who had been looking at Bu Nian with curiosity, suddenly turned cold upon hearing the teasing, and couldn't help but retort:

"I think the girl is quite beautiful."

A soft laugh came from inside the carriage: