The little girl nodded and then dashed out like a gust of wind.

Qin Xian watched her leave and chuckled, “The little girl is off to play again?”

Sitting nearby, Li Nanting laughed, “Yeah, she just can’t sit still.”

The old man sat down beside Li Nanting, peering inside from the doorway. He let out a long breath and took out a tobacco pipe.

Puff, puff~

Whoosh~

“After so many years, the Great Xia Sword Sect finally has something to be proud of.”

Li Nanting smiled softly, “Indeed, who would have thought that our sect’s disciple would be the one to challenge the Purple Sun Hall.”

Qin Xian pointed to the other rooms and said with a smile, “It’s not just about how many resources the sect can get. More importantly, Guanqi has given the sect a backbone!”

“Look at the disciples lately; which one of them isn’t training like their life depends on it?”

“These people will probably break through their limits one after another when they return.”

The old man nodded with a smile and said softly, “Guanqi alone has inspired all the sect’s disciples. He has given them a sense of purpose.”

“Even in the next century, without a prodigy like Guanqi, the Great Xia Sword Sect will still rank well.”

The two old men smoked their dried tobacco and chatted, their minds closely monitoring the young man’s cultivation inside.

Li Guanqi, deeply immersed in his cultivation, was unaware that the two elders were guarding him outside. He needed to adjust himself to his peak state, as he would face the equally talented Zhao Beichen in three days.

For some reason, he always felt that Zhao Beichen had a cold and ruthless aura, which made him uncomfortable.

Although he was also proud, compared to Zhao Beichen’s sharp arrogance, Li Guanqi was much more gentle.

After filling his pubic region’s platform completely, he found that his pubic region’s energy sea was now incredibly dense.

The mist-like primordial energy had almost condensed into liquid.

“It seems that after the Centennial competition among a hundred Sects, I can prepare to break through to the Golden Elixir stage!”

As he sorted out his meridians, Li Guanqi’s mind gradually became as calm as water.

Li Nanting, sensing the long and rhythmic breathing from the room, smiled slightly.

The two old men exchanged glances and nodded with smiles.

They didn’t know that the entire Tianyu Pass was discussing the duel between the Great Xia Sword Sect and the Purple Sun Hall.

Some newcomers had never even heard of the Great Xia Sword Sect.

Suddenly!

A commotion erupted on the street, and the originally crowded crowd automatically parted in the middle.

Many people stood on tiptoe and exclaimed when they saw the approaching group.

“Oh my! It’s the disciples of the Purple Sun Hall!”

Yu Sui’an, a short girl in the crowd, pursed her lips but still circled around to the back of the crowd, heading in the opposite direction.

She didn’t want to cause trouble for her sect at this time.

If she couldn’t provoke them, she could at least avoid them.

There were plenty of fun things in the city; she had no interest in paying attention to those from the Purple Sun Hall.

At this moment, someone in the crowd spoke in a deep voice.

“How do they still have the mind to drink and have fun? Shouldn’t they be preparing for the duel in three days?”

Someone sneered, “Prepare? What do they need to prepare for when facing an unknown sect?”

This remark immediately drew ridicule from many people.

“Did you leave your brain at home when you went out?”

“How can you say something so brainless? Have you seen the previous duels? Do you know what Li Guanqi of the Great Xia Sword Sect represents?”

A series of questions left the man dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to retort, he noticed many people looking at him as if he were an idiot.

The man opened his mouth but said nothing, leaving in embarrassment.

After leaving, he spent ten spirit stones at the Treasure Pavilion to buy a recording stone.

Moments later…

The man, flushed with excitement, shouted, “The Great Xia Sword Sect will take first place!”

As soon as he said this, a sneer came from behind, “Where did this fool come from? How can a small sect compare to the Purple Sun Hall?”

The man then turned into the previous person’s state, disdainfully tossing the recording stone he had just watched to the other man.

‘The Great Xia Sword Sect, Li Guanqi!’

This phrase seemed to have a magical power, spreading in the blink of an eye.

The little girl walking down the street with her hands behind her back heard the praises around her and immediately walked proudly with a smile on her face.

She bought a skewer of candied hawthorns and two meat buns.

The little girl walking down the street couldn’t be happier.

As she wandered around, night fell, and many vendors selling lanterns appeared on the street.

Seeing the steaming, round dumplings, Yu Sui’an couldn’t resist poking one with her finger.

The soft dumpling dented slightly.

To her surprise, the beautiful woman didn’t scold her but instead pinched her chubby cheek with a smile.

“Little girl, want to eat?”

Yu Sui’an was about to roll her eyes, but her eyes lit up at the words, and she nodded like a pecking chick.

Song Zhian, wearing a long indigo dress, scooped a bowl of dumplings for her with a graceful gesture and pointed to a small stool she usually sat on with a smile.

“Sit down and eat.”

Yu Sui’an stood there, reaching into her pocket and saying crisply, “Sister, I won’t eat for free. How much is it? I’ll pay you.”

Song Zhian couldn’t help but laugh, touched by the little girl’s cuteness.

She squatted down, extended her jade hand, and said softly with a smile, “Sister likes you, so just give me one coin.”

The little girl grinned, took out two coins, and placed them in the woman’s palm.

Acting like a little adult, she said, “I won’t let you like me for free. Here’s an extra coin.”

The woman burst into laughter, drawing curious glances from many diners.

She didn’t mind and stood up to greet other customers.

Yu Sui’an tasted dumplings for the first time.

Watching the lively and harmonious atmosphere on the street, with adults leading children holding beautiful lanterns and guessing riddles, she suddenly found the dumplings not as sweet.

But soon, Yu Sui’an grinned again, returning to her carefree self.

She had just thought of the boy who was like an older brother to her and the kind and gentle Grandpa Li.

After finishing her meal, Yu Sui’an placed the bowl and chopsticks on the small stool, walked over to the woman, and tugged at her skirt.

“Pretty sister, I’m done eating. I’m going home now.”

Song Zhian waved with a smile and watched the little girl run off into the distance like the wind.

“Pfft~ I wonder whose little girl she is.”

However, on her way back, Yu Sui’an suddenly heard mocking voices.

Several young lads on the second floor of a tavern were laughing and saying, “Heaven’s chosen one, my foot. That blind kid stinks like a beggar.”

Another handsome young man chimed in with a laugh, “Haha, don’t say that. He was a beggar after all.”

“Hahaha.”

“Many people think he can beat our Brother Chen. What a joke.”

Zhao Beichen, sitting inside, twirled his wine cup and sneered, “Ants are still ants, no matter how strong they are.”

“If it weren’t for the Centennial competition among a hundred Sects, I might have already broken through to mid-stage Golden Elixir.”

“So what if that blind kid is hiding his strength? It just adds a bit of fun.”

Yu Sui’an glared hatefully at the second-floor window but couldn’t help muttering under her breath.

“Hmph! A bunch of bastards. In a few days, the blind kid will beat you all!”

After saying this, she quickly ran off, afraid they might hear her.

But how could those sitting there not hear?

Several people immediately leaped down from the second floor!

Zhao Beichen frowned slightly and said, “Let’s go and take a look.”

“We can’t let them kill people in the city.”