3: The Saint Descends, a Perfect First Encounter

Three days later, Tianxin Sword Sect.

On the massive training square, people swarmed like a tide, and the clamor shook the heavens.

Tens of thousands of young men and women from various places gathered here, their faces filled with nervousness and anticipation, awaiting the Sect's entrance ceremony that would decide their fate.

On the high platform of the square, the Sect Master and Elders of Tianxin Sword Sect were already seated, their expressions solemn.

Beside them, some Guest seats were also arranged.

As one of Tianxin Sword Sect's most outstanding Inner Sect Disciples, Xiao Chen was responsible for maintaining order among the new Disciples today. Dressed in a green Sect robe, his posture was tall and straight, full of vigor, attracting many shy glances from young maidens.

However, his gaze kept sweeping through the crowd, as if searching for something.

He was looking for Lin Yue'er.

After that day, he used some connections to find Lin Yue'er's residence, only to discover it empty. He guessed that she would definitely come to this entrance ceremony.

He wanted to display his unparalleled talent here, in front of everyone, to make her understand who the true Child of Destiny was!

Just then, the sky suddenly glowed with thousands of rays of light, and auspicious Qi filled the air!

A ethereal immortal melody drifted from the clouds, and a magnificent carriage, pulled by nine divine Azure Phoenixes, slowly descended under the gaze of the multitude.

The entire square instantly fell silent.

Everyone was shocked by this astonishing display, looking up in unison.

"It's the Phoenix carriage of Tianxin Sword Sect!"

"Heavens! Could it be that the legendary Saintess Your Highness has personally arrived?"

Amid countless gazes of awe, admiration, and infatuation, the curtain of the Phoenix carriage was gently lifted by a fair hand.

A woman in white, purer than snow, slowly stepped out.

Her figure was tall, her face peerless, and her long, raven-black hair cascaded like a waterfall. Her expression was utterly cold, like a Guanghan Fairy who did not partake in worldly affairs. Her Phoenix eyes indifferently swept over the crowd below, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.

As if nothing in the world was enough to move her.

She was the Saintess of Tianxin Sword Sect, Yun Zhiyao.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Everyone was awed by her cold and ethereal temperament, and even their breathing became cautious.

Xiao Chen's eyes also erupted with fervent light.

This was his future Dao Companion!

Only a woman like this was worthy of his identity as the Child of Destiny!

Meanwhile, below the square, amidst the crowded populace, Lin Yue'er also raised her head, quietly gazing at the figure on the high platform.

Her face wore an appropriate expression of astonishment and longing, similar to the other young women.

But deep down, she calmly activated the skill she had just acquired.

"Inner Voice Eavesdropping, target: Yun Zhiyao."

"Skill activated successfully."

The next moment, a cold and aloof voice, yet with a hint of unnoticeable weariness and annoyance, sounded in Lin Yue'er's mind.

"yun zhiyao's inner voice: Another one of these occasions, boring flattery, greedy gazes... The path of cultivation, why must it always be disturbed by these mundane matters. Revered Master's command, after all, is hard to disobey."

The corner of Lin Yue'er's mouth, at an angle no one noticed, curved slightly upward.

Understood.

So, she was a cultivation fanatic who was cold on the outside and inside, and extremely averse to worldly social interactions.

To deal with such a person, ordinary flattery and showing off would only make her more disgusted.

She had to... win by surprise.

The entrance ceremony process began.

The first item: Spiritual Root testing.

The new Disciples lined up in a long queue, stepping forward one by one to place their hands on a large black testing stone.

"Wang Ergou, Low Grade Earth Spiritual Root, disqualified!"

"Li Cuihua, Medium Grade Water Spiritual Root, qualified, enter the Outer Sect!"

"Zhao Tiezhu, High Grade Metal Spiritual Root! A Genius! Directly enter the Inner Sect!"

The scene was sometimes filled with sighs, sometimes with cheers.

Xiao Chen stood beside the testing stone, looking at these young faces, a sense of superiority naturally arising in his heart. He recalled that he had once tested a Heaven Rank Lightning Spiritual Root, and was directly taken as a Personal Disciple by the Sect Master.

His gaze continued to search through the crowd.

Finally, he saw her.

Lin Yue'er.

She stood quietly in the queue, like a white lotus detached from the world, still beautiful enough to make one's heart tremble amidst the noisy crowd.

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat.

He was about to step forward to greet her, to show off his identity as an Inner Sect Senior Brother.

Just then, it was the turn of the young man in front of Lin Yue'er to be tested.

"Zhang Hu, High Grade Fire Spiritual Root! Another Genius!"

The Deacon responsible for the test announced loudly, causing a considerable stir.

The young man named Zhang Hu, overcome with pride, excitedly turned around and cheered, but his movements were too large, and his elbow heavily bumped into Lin Yue'er behind him.

"Ah!"

Lin Yue'er let out a soft cry, her body stumbled, and she uncontrollably crashed towards the testing stone next to her.

This scene happened in a flash!

Everyone was startled.

That testing stone was incredibly hard; if she hit it squarely, she would be severely injured even if she didn't die!

Xiao Chen's expression changed, and he instinctively rushed to save her.

But someone was faster than him!

No, it should be said that Lin Yue'er's target was never him.

At the moment her body lost balance, Lin Yue'er's face showed no trace of panic, but rather a stubborn and fragile expression.

In her eyes, there seemed to be a shimmering of water, her pearly teeth gently biting her lower lip, as if she was trying to maintain her last bit of dignity, unwilling to call for help.

And the direction she fell, after extremely precise calculation, was neither off to the side nor off to the other side, but precisely towards the high platform, towards the Guest seats!

More precisely, it was towards the Saintess Your Highness, Yun Zhiyao, who had just taken her seat in the Guest area!

Everything seemed like a coincidence.

Bumped by a Genius Disciple, helplessly falling towards the most distinguished Guest.

A perfect, pitiable accident.

On the high platform, a flicker of emotion appeared in Yun Zhiyao's Phoenix eyes for the first time.

She hadn't intended to meddle.

But when she saw the young girl falling, those stubborn yet clear eyes, that appearance of being utterly fragile yet unwilling to beg for mercy, for some reason, touched the softest chord in her heart.

It was almost subconscious.

Before anyone could react, Yun Zhiyao moved.

Her figure was like a white phantom, instantly appearing at the edge of the high platform, extending her slender jade hand, and steadily supporting Lin Yue'er who was about to fall.

The soft body fell into a cold embrace carrying a faint lotus fragrance.

Their first skin contact was achieved.

Lin Yue'er leaned into Yun Zhiyao's embrace, looking up at her with eyes that were watery, mixed with lingering shock and gratitude.

"Th-thank you, Senior..."

Her voice carried a perfectly appropriate tremble.

On the square, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at this scene, dumbfounded.

That high and mighty Saintess Your Highness, who was untouched by the mundane world, actually... took the initiative to save an unknown new Disciple?

And even let her lean in her arms?

Xiao Chen's half-rushed steps froze in place.

His face was filled with disbelief.

He stared intently at Lin Yue'er, who was protected in Yun Zhiyao's arms, and for the first time, a flame called "jealousy" surged in his heart.

That position should have been his!

And at this moment, yun zhiyao's inner voice sounded again in Lin Yue'er's mind.

This time, it was no longer cold annoyance.

But a hint of... confusion and curiosity.

"yun zhiyao's inner voice: Such clear eyes... No greed, no scheming, only pure panic and gratitude. On her body... there's also a very comfortable aura. Sacred Heart Glazed Body? No, not quite, just a bit similar... This girl is interesting."

In her embrace, Lin Yue'er lowered her eyelids, concealing the flash of brilliance in her eyes.

The first step, perfectly successful.