Bai Yujian exhaled slowly.
Then, forcing the words past her lips, she spoke.
"The Snow Sisters of Sword Peak have already reached Deity Transformation Realm, and they will be promoted to elders after the battle ends."
And then—the blade fell.
"You may accompany them. And from the Sword Peak, you may choose any woman you desire."
The arena stilled.
"???"
Su Xiaobai's brows lifted slightly.
Even Zhu Qing turned, looking at Bai Yujian in disbelief.
Leng Tianhai, the Frost Peak Lord, frowned. "Sword Fairy, is that truly you? When did your morals waver?"
Bai Yujian snorted. She offered no explanation.
For she knew—
This was only the beginning.
The sect was not the only power watching.
Beyond the arena, in the distant horizon, shadows had gathered.
Not disciples.
Not elders.
Foreign forces.
People from the Empire.
Representatives from other sects.
Eyes from beyond Yue Country.
They had yet to descend.
But once this battle ended—
They would.
