A bustling martial arts competition for marriage instantly drew a large crowd of onlookers with its tense and fierce clashes of blades. A bearded man in his fifties wielded a heavy mountain-splitting broadsword, sweat streaming down his face as he battled his opponent. His opponent, a young girl dressed in black, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, moved with grace and agility. With a sharp sword in her hand, her steps were as light as a dance, and the gleam of her blade fluttered like a butterfly in flight.

Behind the intense duel of the contest lay a deeper scheme between a father and daughter. Using the competition as a facade, they secretly sought to learn their opponents' martial techniques. Yet, beneath the absurdity of the surface, hidden undercurrents of the martial world began to stir...

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Resting and recuperating was indeed very reassuring.
This time, the recovery wasn't going to be brief; Elder Green Silkworm set everything aside, focusing solely on cultivating within the Demon Wall. He ignored the outside world and even stopped refining elixirs, which left the Peacock Clan in a state of great anxiety.