"To find one heart and grow old together is what I truly desire."

"Junior sister, please don't misunderstand me because of my appearance or the methods I practice."

An Lan took a step forward and approached Tu Longjian, chatting and laughing.

The two were so close that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats, separated only by a jade fan as thin as a cicada's wing.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing the peach branches to sway and petals to fall in profusion.

A few petals swirled and gently brushed past the man's deep, pool-like eyes and his handsome nose.

Tu Longjian slowly raised his hand, picked up a fallen flower from An Lan's shoulder, and then took a step back.

Behind the jade fan, Tu Longjian's features were exquisitely handsome. An Lan's breathing unconsciously followed the rhythm of her trembling eyelashes, and she suddenly lost her rhythm.

He felt a strange thirst in his throat and realized that the two of them were too close, so he gracefully turned to the side, as if nothing had happened to disturb his mind.

With a slightly hoarse tone, he spoke:

"Junior sister, have you decided which peak you wish to join?"

"I haven't decided yet," Tu Longjian replied.

"Senior Brother, are you thirsty? Why don't you come inside and have a cup of tea before you go?"

Tu Longjian subtly signaled her to leave; she was truly exhausted and wanted to rest alone.

"No need." An Lan smiled, turned around and left briskly, but her departing figure was no longer as elegant and natural as when she came; instead, it had a hint of fleeing in panic.

Tu Longjian looked at his retreating figure with suspicion, then turned and went back into the house.

"Chunhyang, who is that man?"

Gan Xiuming was standing at her door waiting for some time, and he seemed to have been there for quite a while.

Tu Longjian calmly replied, "A senior student. He's here to promote recruitment, just like the others."

Gan Xiuming felt a tightness in his chest as he recalled the scene he had just witnessed.

The handsome man stood beneath the tree, looking as elegant as a jade tree in the wind. As the two chatted and laughed, the beautiful woman gently brushed the fallen petals from his shoulder.

The two beauties stood together, looking extremely well-matched, a scene as beautiful as a painting.

A wave of bitterness surged through Gan Xiuming's heart, along with a strong sense of crisis.

[Gan Xiuming's favorability -5, current favorability 45%]

What happened? My affection level dropped.

The system asked a question.

Tu Longjian raised an eyebrow at Gan Xiuming's expression, seemingly understanding something. "Calm down. He's just jealous, which is a good thing. It means that I'm becoming more important to him."

"Which peak does Xiu Ming intend to join?" Tu Longjian asked, changing the subject.

Gan Xiuming forcefully suppressed his sour feeling, "I want to go to the main peak. Chunxiang, are you coming too?"

“Okay, wherever you go, I’ll go.” Tu Longjian said with a smile after considering it for a moment.

A hint of tenderness appeared in Gan Xiuming's eyes. "That would be wonderful. We'll always be together, and I can take care of you."

After careful consideration, she decided to go to the main peak with Long Aotian.

Judging from the style of Jie Lei, the sect leader's first disciple, the main peak must be developing very well. With abundant resources and no reliance on talent, it is actually very suitable for her.

Besides, there are so many beautiful senior and junior sisters, she can't let Long Aotian ruin them, so she should keep a close eye on them.

Tu Longjian ignored the lingering sorrow in his heart about Xu Feng, after all, Xu Feng had never appeared in the Qi Yun storyline.

Three days later, the weather was fine and sunny, and it was finally time for the top three on the freshman points leaderboard to choose their spirit weapons from the spirit weapon warehouse.

Tu Longjian and Shi Zixue walked side by side, chatting and laughing, as they headed to the treasure pavilion.

Just then, a female cultivator in white appeared in front of them. She was Wan Linyu, who ranked third on the freshman list.

Wan Linyu greeted them with a smile, and the three of them then traveled together.

"Fellow Daoist Chun, Fellow Daoist Shi, I have long admired your names," said Wan Linyu, the woman in white, bowing warmly.

Shi Zixue simply nodded lightly, then walked away aloofly and silently to the side.

Tu Longjian greeted him with a smile, "You flatter me. Fellow Daoist Wan is also exceptionally strong." His words revealed his admiration.

"When we choose a spirit weapon later, I wonder if you have decided what kind of spirit weapon you want?"

Her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, which made Wan Linyu's eyes light up and she couldn't help but feel a little goodwill towards this top-ranked person.

Wan Linyu shook her head, her tone conflicted: "I want to choose the sword, but my goal is to become a sword cultivator."

“I see. Sword cultivators should choose their natal sword after entering the Sword Tomb. In that case, it is not appropriate to choose a sword in advance,” Tu Longjian replied.

"Although spiritual artifacts are good, they will not be enough once you reach the Golden Core stage."

"Yes, yes!" These words struck a chord with Wan Linyu.

After careful consideration, Tu Longjian proposed:

"Why not choose a support spirit artifact, which can be hung on your natal sword as a sword tassel to enhance its combat power?"

Wan Linyu thanked him with delight: "That makes sense! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chun, for your guidance. Let's do it that way."

"Have Fellow Daoist Chun and Fellow Daoist Shi decided which spiritual artifacts they would like to choose?"

Shi Zixue was sparing with her words, referring to herself as "ice-type".

Just as sword cultivators are dedicated to the way of the sword, Shi Zixue also focuses on the way of ice and snow.

After practicing the secret manual "Flowing Light and Flying Snow Scripture" that Tu Longjian had given her last time, her understanding of the way of ice and snow became more refined, and she was planning to choose a weapon suitable for this technique this time.

Shi Zixue looked at Tu Longjian with some anticipation: "Tu, you can also choose the ice element."

Both of them practiced the "Flowing Light and Flying Snow Scripture," and Shi Zixue looked forward to discussing the Dao with them.

However, Tu Longjian did not think so.

Her spiritual root is unique, allowing her to cultivate any kind of Daoist technique, so naturally she is not limited to the ice element.

Tu Longjian waved his hand with a slight smile and said, "I haven't decided yet, we'll see when the time comes."

Chatting casually, the three of them arrived at the entrance to the treasure pavilion.

A towering pagoda, reaching into the clouds, stands majestically here like a giant.

The guards at the door had sharp eyes, like hawks. After carefully examining the portraits of the three women, they solemnly let them in.

The treasure pavilion is divided into several layers. The bottom layer contains a large quantity of ordinary materials, which are categorized and stored in several treasure rooms.

The second floor is a storage room for ritual implements, also containing a wide variety of items. The higher you go in the pagoda, the more precious the treasures become.

The three of them were heading to the spirit artifact storage room on the third floor.

Upon entering the hall, a consul's disciple appeared like a ghost to greet them, using instruments to check if they were carrying any items with storage space on them, before leading the three to the third floor.

He carefully took out an exquisite key and opened the dusty door.

"The first-place disciple will go first and has one incense stick's time to choose. The other two, please wait outside."

Upon hearing this, Tu Longjian stepped into the spirit weapon room. The heavy door slowly closed, leaving her alone inside.

In the tranquil space, a dazzling array of magical artifacts were displayed, leaving Tu Long dazzled by the sight.

There are plain swords as sharp as iron, fiery red nine-section whips, meteor bows and arrows, flowing silks like colorful clouds, mysterious magic staffs, sharp fang-like double blades, and various other magical artifacts.

In the second-to-last compartment of the weapon cabinet, she found a pale blue longsword that gleamed with a cold, iron-like light.