It turns out, they were the main characters.

The man turned to look at the attendant and said slowly, "I asked you to deliver the letter from the Liangyi Sect a few days ago. Have you received a response?"

The man's name was Lin Jing, the master of the Xuan Yin Palace, which was also one of the top-ranking forces among the ancient families of the Eastern Continent.

Some time ago, he heard an elder in the hall mention that the Azure Emperor's reshaping of the cauldron was likely related to a minor cultivator, so he wrote a letter and sent it to the library of the Liangyi Sect.

As for the reason, it was naturally related to his daughter, Lin Keyu.

Before reaching the Void Returning Realm, the Xuan Yin Body was weaker than an ordinary person, and would easily catch a cold or fever. Although his daughter had extremely high talent, she suffered greatly from the Xuan Yin Body since childhood.

Mu Zhian's innate furnace and cauldron, however, can perfectly complement it.

Mu Zhian is a disciple of the Pavilion Master of the Library. As the Palace Master of the Xuan Yin Palace, he happens to have some connection with Yan Ruyu. If he were to ask Yan Ruyu to make the first move and act as a matchmaker, then perhaps the problem of his daughter's Xuan Yin body could be easily solved.

Upon hearing this, the attendant hesitated for a moment before replying, "Pavilion Master Yan has not yet given a response."

Lin Jing nodded slightly and said, "This matter is of great importance. Yan Ruyu has never taken on a disciple before, so her decision to take Mu Zhian as her disciple this time must mean she likes him very much. It is indeed something that needs to be reconsidered."

After all, this is a major life event involving marriage between a man and a woman. Even Yan Ruyu, as the master, had to discuss it with his disciple.

However, in terms of status and position, his daughter was certainly not unworthy of Mu Zhi'an. If Mu Zhi'an knew about this, regardless of whether he would agree, he would at least come to Xuan Yin Palace to meet them.

"What about Keyu?" Lin Jing suddenly asked.

“They’re still in the room and haven’t left,” the attendant said respectfully.

Lin Jing sighed softly.

Ever since she learned that he had written to the Liangyi Sect, Lin Keyu had been throwing a tantrum and locking herself in her room to meditate and cultivate. According to her own wishes, she wanted to make her own decisions about marriage, rather than having her parents decide for her.

After learning that Lin Jing's letter contained the implication of 'marriage proposal,' Lin Keyu stopped paying attention to him as her father.

"Miss will understand your good intentions sooner or later," the servant said obsequiously.

Lin Jing waved his hand and said, "You can go now. Let me know if Yan Ruyu replies in a couple of days."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and prepared to walk into the depths of the main hall.

Just then, a secret agent rushed up from behind, anxiously saying, "Master, Miss is missing!"

Lin Jing suddenly turned his head and looked over.

“A member of the clan just saw her enter the Sword Palace, but it was too late to stop her,” the spy continued.

"Should we send someone to try and see if they can get into the Sword Palace?" the attendant asked tentatively.

Lin Jing was silent for a moment, then sighed softly and waved his hand: "Alright, you may all leave."

In the past, that girl rarely left the Xuan Yin Palace. This time, it seems that she wanted to do something rebellious because of the matter of 'marriage'.

Since that's the case, let her be.

……

Sword Palace.

This is a palace suspended beneath the sky.

It was enormous, its surface made entirely of indestructible black gold stone. 108 blades of light illuminated this ancient palace, making many cultivators near the Sword Palace both envious and wary.

From today onwards, many cultivators are almost certain that the Sword Palace is 'choosing a master'.

It is choosing its own master, and the inheritance within the Sword Palace, and even the ancestral sword left behind by the Sword Emperor, may still be within the Sword Palace!

The ancestral artifacts left behind by Dao Integration Realm experts, coupled with the Sword Emperor's legacy, abundant resources, cultivation techniques, and even the Sword Palace itself—all of this is an irresistible temptation.

Unfortunately, only cultivators with sword talent can enter. Any other cultivators who make any move to get close will be blasted to pieces by the light blades surrounding the Sword Palace.

This left many people feeling somewhat regretful.

At this moment, many cultivators were flying on their swords in mid-air, some eager to try to enter the Sword Palace, others chatting about things related to the Sword Palace.

"Among those who entered the Sword Palace this time, there are at least a dozen outstanding talents from ancient aristocratic families. If any of them truly gain the Sword Palace's recognition, then they will have made a huge profit," a cultivator remarked.

"Hey, you've all seen how dangerous the Sword Palace is. It's already this dangerous outside. Once you're inside, who knows what other dangers might arise? Gaining the Sword Palace's approval isn't that easy."

"What if none of the cultivators who entered the Sword Palace passed the test, and they never came out?"

"If that's the case, the Eastern Continent will probably be in chaos," a cultivator beside him remarked.

Most of those who were able to enter the Sword Palace this time were the offspring of the top ancient families. These offspring were all geniuses who would inherit the ancient families in the future. If they really perished in the Sword Palace, who knows how much commotion it would cause.

"Look, it seems like someone else is flying across again, unafraid of death." Suddenly, someone pointed at the three figures in mid-air and said.

In the past two days, far too many cultivators have been killed trying to enter the Sword Palace. Seeing the cultivators falling one after another, the cultivators have all calmed down.

These three people were clearly cultivators who had just arrived from outside, which explained their recklessness.

"Tsk... Two of them are great beauties, what a pity." A cultivator couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw the beauties in yellow and white dresses riding swords, while his gaze fell on the sword palace's blade of light.

Those cultivators who rashly attempted to enter the Sword Palace today were silently blasted to death by the Blade of Light almost as soon as they got within a short distance of the palace.

“The Blade of Light didn’t react…that means they must also be people recognized by the Sword Palace,” the cultivator suddenly said.

Everyone looked up and saw that the 108 blades of light in front of the Sword Palace remained motionless, allowing the three of them to fly into the Sword Palace.

This also means that all three of them have passed the first test of the Sword Palace and are able to officially enter the Sword Palace.

Those who can enter the Sword Palace are basically the chosen ones of ancient families. The identities of these three people were the subject of whispers outside the Sword Palace.

……

Inside the Sword Palace.

What was happening outside was naturally unknown to Mu Zhian and the others who had already entered the Sword Palace.

Looking around at the surrounding environment, he couldn't help but sigh:

"I didn't expect to enter the Sword Palace so easily. I thought I would be intercepted at first."

At first, he thought that his sword talent would not be recognized by the Sword Palace. After all, the reason why the heavens were jealous of his talent was not because of his talent, but because of his natural physique as a furnace.

Therefore, Mu Zhian never believed that he had much talent in combat.

Who knows, maybe I, the support, can even be a carry... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

Then, he turned to Bai Ruoxi beside him and asked, "Ruoxi, did the bronze piece have any other reaction?"

Bai Ruoxi wore a pristine white dress, her full and firm breasts proudly displayed, their depths unfathomable at first glance.

Upon hearing Mu Zhian's words, Bai Ruoxi remained silent, simply looking down as if in a daze.

"Ruoxi?" Mu Zhian reached out and gently rubbed her delicate face, pulling Bai Ruoxi back to reality from her daze.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Bai Ruoxi looked up in confusion.

"What's wrong with you? You've seemed a bit off ever since you entered the Sword Palace." Mu Zhi'an looked at Bai Ruoxi with concern. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Ruoxi shook her head gently and forced a smile, "It's nothing... It's just that at the very beginning I felt like there was a woman's voice echoing in my mind, making me restless."

"A voice?" Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly. "Do you know what she said?"

Bai Ruoxi shook her head and said, "Now the voice has disappeared... I can't remember what she said."

A woman's voice... Could it be the Palace Master of the Sword Palace?

Mu Zhian quickly shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

"Anyway, let's go in and take a look."

Since we're already here, leaving now without knowing if we'll be attacked by lightsabers outside is pointless. We might as well go in and check it out first. If there's a problem, we can just crush the jade slip and leave.

Yesterday, just in case, he asked Yao Mengduo to make a jade slip, and the three of them each kept one, so that they could leave immediately if any problems arose.

The three of them walked slowly into the main hall of the Sword Palace.

This is less of a main hall and more of a palace courtyard.

Flowers were everywhere, and none of them had withered. They were all different colors, vying for beauty and were extremely beautiful.

Mu Zhian walked in the courtyard, observing the flowers around him, and for some reason, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He thought of something very strange.

Why would there still be living flowers in a sword palace that has existed for tens of thousands of years...?

Logically speaking, the disciples of Lianjian Palace should have already disappeared into the dust of history.

Or is someone still alive, and taking meticulous care of the flowers every day?

He quickly shook his head, not daring to think any further.

Not far away is a huge artificial mountain with several large characters carved on it.

The Hall of Inquiry.

Leaving the courtyard, they walked along the seemingly bottomless corridor for nearly half an hour, but still couldn't find their way out.

“Something’s strange… This Sword Palace doesn’t look particularly big from the outside, so how can this courtyard be this large?” Mu Zhian stopped in his tracks, sensing that something was amiss.

"Logically speaking, quite a few people should have already entered the Sword Palace... Where did they all go?" Wei Mengrou was also somewhat puzzled, observing the surrounding environment.

Then, she suddenly tugged at Mu Zhian's sleeve and pointed to the artificial hill in front of her.

Mu Zhian looked up and saw three large characters carved on the artificial hill: Wenxin Hall.

Mu Zhian's heart skipped a beat as he realized something.

From beginning to end, they remained wandering in the same place, never leaving it!

"It seems the trial began the moment we entered the Sword Palace?"

Mu Zhian quickly calmed down, and then he, Bai Ruoxi, and Wei Mengrou observed the courtyard repeatedly for a long time. Finally, they saw countless sword drawings behind the artificial hill.

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly, his innate spiritual body displaying its full potential. He suddenly said, "This artificial hill is stained with some spiritual energy from cultivators... It must have been left behind by those cultivators who came in not long ago."

Judging from this, the secret must lie in this artificial hill.

But why is there spiritual energy from a cultivator on the artificial hill...?

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of something. He reached out and touched the artificial hill, then tried to infuse it with a wisp of spiritual energy.

The next moment, the first sword carved on the artificial hill silently lit up.

Just as I suspected... This artificial hill itself was one of the Sword Palace's tests!

As Mu Zhian thought of this, the second and third lights up one by one, each sword shining with golden light. And the appearance of these lightsabers was exactly the same as the 108 lightsabers outside the Sword Palace!

Ultimately, this light continued until the 90th sword, at which point it stopped.