On top of a mountain north of Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

A young man gripped a Tang sword in his hand, practicing the Blood Demon Sword Formula.

The young man had already come of age and it was in this year, at eighteen, that the young man entered the Nascent Soul realm.

"Boom!"

As the young man brought down his blade, the earth shook violently, and birds and beasts fled in panic.

The barren mountain in the distance was split in half by the young man's strike.

Blood-colored baleful qi seeped from the mountain's severed section, spreading across the sky.

"Huff"

Xiao Mo took a deep breath and sheathed his long blade.

Although in his first life, with the sword bone, he had also entered the Nascent Soul realm at eighteen but the quality of his cultivation realm in this life far exceeded that of his first life.

If he hadn't continuously polished every realm, cultivating each one to perfection without a single flaw, entering the Jade Simplicity realm at this time wouldn't have been impossible.

"If only I had such talent in reality."

Xiao Mo felt somewhat wistful in his heart.

However, soon enough, Xiao Mo shook his head, feeling he was thinking too much.

When it came to cultivation, doing one's best was enough. The more one forced things, the more likely it was to backfire.

"Senior brother."

Just as Xiao Mo was about to fly back to Ten Thousand Dao Sect, a young girl flew toward him.

The girl wore a black long dress, with the hem layered in thin gauze as light as mist, and the waist sash made her figure appear even more graceful and slender.

A red water-drop pendant lay quietly against her neck, adding a touch of charming allure, like a dot of cinnabar on black paper.

This red pendant was a sixth-grade magical artifact crafted from a sixth-grade demon core.

Although for the girl, a sixth-grade magical artifact wasn't much, she always wore it close to her body.

As if this pendant held special meaning for her.

Additionally, a pair of silver butterfly earrings hung by her ears, and her jet-black hair was held up with a silver hairpin, arranged into an exquisite willow-leaf style, with a jade magnolia flower pinned on top, appearing fresh, beautiful, and supremely elegant.

Snow-white skin, black dress, red pendant, the three colors converged to create a unique beauty, like a rose blooming in the dark night, charming yet dangerous.

Yet her temperament also carried a scholarly air.

"Yunwei, what's wrong?" Looking at his junior sister who had grown into a graceful young lady, Xiao Mo asked.

"Senior brother, you still ask what's wrong?" Yu Yunwei clenched her small fists and stepped forward with a huff, "Today is the first day of the Holy Son selection!"

"Is it today?" Xiao Mo had indeed forgotten.

"Of course it is." Yu Yunwei's fair little hand grabbed Xiao Mo's wrist, "Senior brother, let's go quickly."

Yu Yunwei pulled Xiao Mo as they flew back to Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

However, the girl holding her senior brother's wrist had a faint blush spreading across her cheeks.

Before long, Yu Yunwei and Xiao Mo returned to the Ten Thousand Dao Plain of Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

On this vast plain, formation arrays had been set up one after another.

These arrays divided the plain into several areas for disciples to compete but this didn't mean the final victor would become Ten Thousand Dao Sect's Holy Son.

Ten Thousand Dao Sect's Holy Son selection was divided into two parts.

The first part was martial combat.

All disciples participating in the Holy Son selection would come to this Ten Thousand Dao Plain for several life-and-death battles, ultimately selecting ten people.

These ten would be the Holy Son candidates.

Afterward, the Ten Thousand Dao Sect Master would arrange one or several tasks.

Whoever completed these tasks first would become Ten Thousand Dao Sect's Holy Son.

As Xiao Mo and Yu Yunwei walked across the plain, many people cast their gazes toward them.

"Is she Junior Sister Yu?"

"She's indeed grown up to be graceful and elegant."

"Our Ten Thousand Dao Sect probably doesn't have any woman more beautiful than Junior Sister Yu, right?"

"Never mind Ten Thousand Dao Sect, you probably couldn't find anyone more beautiful than Junior Sister Yu in the entire Western Region."

"That's not entirely true, Elder Xue Kui is also extremely beautiful."

"Do you want to die?"

"Actually, I heard there's a woman in the Buddhist sect who's grown to be extremely beautiful, and supposedly has very high talent too."

"Buddhist sect? Woman? What are you talking about?"

"It's normal that you don't know, since she only became famous recently."

On the Ten Thousand Dao Plain, many people whispered as they looked at the two.

Sensing those gazes, Yu Yunwei proudly raised her head, her arm pressed tightly against Xiao Mo's.

"It seems our Ten Thousand Dao Sect male disciples all quite like you." Xiao Mo said to his junior sister beside him.

"Hmph, they're all just trash." Yu Yunwei raised her proud chin, "They're not even worth a single hair of yours, senior brother."

Xiao Mo smiled lightly and said nothing.

Over these years, Yu Yunwei's personality had changed greatly compared to when she was small, becoming more scholarly and reasonable.

One could only say that reading was indeed useful.

It's just that...

The more this girl grew up, the more she seemed to cling to him.

"Xiao Mo? Look! That person is Xiao Mo!"

"He's really handsome."

"If only I could dual cultivate with him."

"I heard Xiao Mo still hasn't released his primordial yang."

"Should I try asking if he'd like to have dinner together tonight?"

"Come on, would he even look at you? Are you as pretty as that Yu Yunwei?"

"Yu Yunwei? What's that? I heard Kongnian Temple has a Buddhist woman called Wangxin who's so beautiful she doesn't seem of this world!"

"And rumor has it that Buddhist woman has some connection to Xiao Mo too."

"I heard that too, they seem to have been childhood sweethearts."

When Xiao Mo passed by several women from Ten Thousand Flowers Peak, their eyes looked at him excitedly, as if they wanted to devour him on the spot.

However, after Yu Yunwei turned her head and glared at them with murderous intent, they immediately closed their mouths in fright.

Yu Yunwei glanced sideways at her senior brother, and seeing his expressionless face, lowered her head again, the two characters "Wangxin" echoing in her mind.

Recently, rumors about that Wangxin had been growing more numerous.

It was said that Wangxin was the sole disciple of Kongnian Temple's Abbot Xu Jing, and the world's first female monk.

Her Buddhist teachings were extremely profound, and she was also extremely beautiful.

There were rumors that Wangxin was the next Buddhist sect leader but Yu Yunwei didn't care about any of this.

What Yu Yunwei cared about most was...

"Senior brother." Yu Yunwei gently tugged at Xiao Mo's clothes, her tone deliberately casual, "Your little childhood sweetheart is quite famous now."

"Mm." Xiao Mo nodded.

Yu Yunwei bit her thin lips lightly and continued, "Doesn't senior brother want to meet her?"

"There's no need." Xiao Mo said.

"Eh?" Yu Yunwei's mood brightened, "Didn't senior brother have a very good relationship with Wangxin when you were small?"

"You said it yourself, that was when we were small."

"What about now?" Yu Yunwei's almond-shaped eyes blinked.

"Now..."

Xiao Mo gripped his long blade and walked into the combat formation array.

"She is the Buddha of Kongnian Temple, I am the demon of Ten Thousand Dao Sect."