After a brief explanation, Feng Yi turned and walked down from Immortal Mountain. This Wu Tian was indeed despicable, knowing full well that Mengdie had suppressed her strength to fight and still arranged for her family to go to battle. There was undoubtedly a bit of suspicion that this was done for his benefit, a way to apply psychological pressure, perhaps. Therefore, Feng Yi's impression of Wu Tian had never been too good.

Mengdie seemed to have discovered something and was entranced by the martial arts manual in her hands for a moment.

"Butterfly, since he gave it to you, you should accept it."

Watching the direction in which Feng Yi left, Wu Tian's gaze was a complex mix of emotions... This martial arts manual was originally something he had longed for, desired but could never attain. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed in his heart. And upon hearing Feng Yi's so-called response, a touch of worry faintly surfaced. After all, Feng Yi was precisely that type of person who would do as he said.

"I wonder what martial arts manual the general has given to Miss Butterfly?" the bearded elder of Yanhuang Soul asked with a rather curious look.

"Ha-ha-ha, I can't be certain myself. That's something you'll have to ask my Butterfly," Wu Tian said with a chuckle.

Mengdie, obviously, was not speaking. Wu Tian played this hand well—it was clear he didn't want to answer, and upon seeing this, the others gracefully withdrew their curious gazes.

In that moment, everyone's understanding of Feng Yi's level of strength was completely renewed. As a warrior, a veteran soldier who had fought behind enemy lines, he exceeded his reputation. Behind those illustrious achievements, who knows how much hardship he had to endure to reach today's success.

As for the comments made about Feng Yi afterward, he naturally couldn't hear them, as Feng Yi didn't stay to watch.

Embarrassing incidents don't happen every year. Feng Yi, who still cared about face, couldn't be sure if using the medicine would cause anything abnormal in his body, so he decided to leave for the time being.

As for the matter of Mengdie being able to be contained by Shu Ke, this was somewhat due to his own influence. So Feng Yi simply took the opportunity to intervene, thus settling their mutual debts, which seemed reasonable.

On the way back, Eggy gave a detailed review of Feng Yi's actions, calling it sneaking away without leaving a trace—the ultimate realm of wooing, this move not only expressed a light apology to Mengdie but also showed a bit of kindness and care, along with a touch of luck, which could lead to winning a girl's heart. Of course, the prerequisites are that you must have good looks and talent. In this regard, Feng Yi just barely made the cut.

The chief battle had ended just a few hours after Feng Yi left. He didn't care who won in the end or who would ultimately benefit. These matters were irrelevant to him.

Without a doubt, Holy Hall emerged as the final victor. It's worth noting that Holy Hall didn't just have a Shu Ke; their techniques naturally countered Jade Clear Sect and Tianyin Sect, while the inclusive nature of Yanhuang Soul was immune to any particular moves and lacked other sects' characteristics. This, ironically, was Yanhuang Soul's most distinctive feature. With many outstanding members in this Holy Hall, they ended up leading the scoreboard.

However, because of Feng Yi's appearance, or rather because Shu Ke was arrogantly unbridled, he eventually invited Feng Yi, a seasoned boss of countless battles, to challenge him. With just a few punches and kicks, Feng Yi easily knocked him down, kicking Holy Hall from their seemingly secure position.

Due to the prior agreement set, this so-called victory was in fact tantamount to winning the battle but losing the outcome.

Nevertheless, a win was a win. After all, Feng Yi didn't belong to a hidden sect, so Holy Hall still put forward the previously agreed upon proposal to arrange marriages with sects like Jade Clear Sect, Tianyin Sect, and even Yanhuang Soul—Mengdie excepted, of course, as she was Feng Yi's explicitly named little fangirl. Swords were drawn, and moreover, no one could truly overcome Feng Yi in terms of strength.

As per the agreement, Holy Hall naturally proposed inter-sect marriages. Mutual attraction between a man and a woman was one thing, but proposing was another. With the guidance from the leaders, the young people largely avoided embarrassment.

In fact, this was Holy Hall's plan to further consolidate their position, marrying off potential disciples from the inner circle of Huaxia's great hidden sects, a tradition left by the ancients. In ancient times, this was called "matching doors and parallel windows," but in modern terms, it leaned more towards sect interests. Otherwise, Holy Hall was close to leaving the group.

Of course, while proposing was one thing, for Yanhuang Soul and Jade Clear Sect, even Tianyin Sect, there was no official objection. Whether the marriages would materialize or not was a separate matter.

Not to mention, with the mediation of Red Cloak Bishop Forbes, the awkwardness was readily resolved. There were indeed several inner sect disciples who found themselves mutually attracted, not just within Holy Hall. There were also men from Jade Clear Sect eyeing ladies of Tianyin Sect or Yanhuang Soul; for instance, the beauties such as Ru Hua and Ya Ru of Tianyin Sect were stunning beyond words.

In daily life, each of these women was a wondrous beauty with sky-high pride, but amongst the young talents, the gaps between everyone were not that large. Especially Luosai, the 98th leading disciple of Yanhuang Soul, who not only looked charismatic and suave but was also highly talented and strong in martial arts. Had he not been injured and unable to fight, whether that disciple called Shu Ke from Holy Hall could have won against him remained uncertain.

In an instant, even Luosai of Yanhuang Soul and Ru Hua of Tianyin Sect found great enjoyment in each other's company. Pairs of wild mandarin ducks emerged, and those female disciples who previously could not let go now gradually opened up.

This competition among the hidden sect leaders had indeed broken from tradition. First, the Nangong Family openly sought a son-in-law, and now, even the once every four years leaders' battle was unknowingly evolving towards a different trend. What was once a tense and confrontational atmosphere had become harmoniously pleasant—a harmony that made Wu Tian feel like it was all too melodramatic!

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