I am a high-level martial arts master.

The clinic was brightly lit.

Looking at the conscious Du Yuanzhou, Ye Li briefly described what had happened after the other man fell into a coma.

"Based on the timeline, your master should come to settle you down in a while."

Looking at Ye Li, who seemed so nonchalant, Du Yuanzhou said with a complex expression:

"You're really something, thinking of so many things, leaving no room for error."

"Ha," Ye Li said with a leisurely cross of his arms and a light laugh.

"That's the difference between us. If we didn't use our brains, we would have died in battle long ago."

His gaze swept over Du Yuanzhou's body, which was wrapped in bandages:

"Focus on recovering from your injury. It's a pity you can't go to the competition, but as long as you're alive, that's more important than anything else."

Du Yuanzhou paused for a moment, then asked the question that concerned him most: "How did you know those songs?"

Regardless, he still found it hard to believe that Ye Li could casually pull out dozens of songs he had never heard before, yet which were incredibly popular. None of those songs, in terms of style, lyrics, melody, or rhythm, resembled anything from the Xia Kingdom.

"Everyone has secrets, don't they?"

Ye Li said, "You forget thousands of things every day, why don't you forget this one?"

"If you insist on asking, I can only say that I found a book of 300 children's songs when I was a child."

After a brief silence, Du Yuanzhou decided not to press Ye Li's evasive answer. After all, he was her savior, and asking further would be impolite. "Do you have any other songs?" Du Yuanzhou asked, turning to him. "You know my lyrics; they might be useful later."

"Hehe, that's another story."

As the two were talking, the clinic doors were flung open, and Li Guancai rushed in, looking travel-worn. He immediately saw Du Yuanzhou lying on the hospital bed. "Master?!" Du Yuanzhou's voice trembled with excitement at seeing his family. He struggled to sit up and bow, but the sharp pain pulled him back, causing him to gasp. "Yuanzhou, don't move!" Li Guancai rushed forward, his eyes filled with heartache and lingering fear as he looked at his beloved disciple. "Lie down peacefully! It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright..."

Seeing this, Ye Li tactfully stood up and nodded slightly to Li Guancai:

"Now that the City Lord has arrived, this junior will take his leave and wait outside."

After saying that, he quietly left the ward and gently closed the door.

About fifteen minutes later, Li Guan came out of the room with a solemn expression. He had already matched the contents of Du Yuanzhou's statement with the facts and had no more doubts.

"Nephew Ye, Ye Li, if it weren't for your quick thinking, decisiveness, and courage, the consequences for Yuanzhou would have been unimaginable." Li Guancai said sincerely, "I will remember this favor!"

"You flatter me, City Lord," Ye Li waved his hand and said, "The most important thing right now is how to deal with the Poison Wolf Gang."

Li Guancai's face darkened at the mention of the Poison Wolf Gang.

The City Lord's Mansion has always been a neutral party, watching the two sides fight, and even occasionally helping the weaker side. But Zou Tu has gone too far.

"If he dares to plot against the city lord's disciple today, he might dare to plot against you, the city lord, tomorrow," Ye Li whispered in his ear.

"So, if one doesn't age..." Ye Li smiled slightly.

"After the competition, eliminate the Poison Wolf Gang!" Li Guancai said in a deep voice.

"No!" Ye Li slowly shook his head and said:

"Delay will only lead to trouble. We should strike while the iron is hot and finish him off. The city lord had better make his move now."

"Lord Li should return to Guangming as soon as possible and cooperate with my master to wipe out the Poison Wolf Gang!"

"As for Brother Du's place, Guangming and Yancheng are not far apart, so perhaps you could ask the Lord of Yancheng to take care of it."

Half a day later, after entrusting Du Yuanzhou and Ye Li to the care of the city lord of Yan City, Li Guan turned and left.

Watching Li Guancai's departing figure, Ye Li thought to himself:

"I hope that when I return to Guangming next time, I will hear the news that the Poison Wolf Gang has been wiped out."

Yan City Lord Zhong Lang stroked his long beard with his right hand, looked at Ye Li and smiled, "Nephew, since you are a descendant of City Lord Li, you are naturally a descendant of me, Zhong. You can stay at my residence for the next few days."

"Thank you for your kind invitation, Lord Zhong. I will gladly accept your offer and will be troubling you for the next few days," Ye Li said, bowing in thanks.

The post station is too small to practice martial arts, and other places are not safe enough. The city lord's mansion must have a special training ground, which is perfect. Zhong Lang looked at the young talent from Guangming in front of him: "Speaking of which, there is a gathering tomorrow night initiated by the Xue family. I wonder if Young Hero Ye would be interested in attending."

"The Xue family?" Ye Li was taken aback.

"The Xue family is the oldest family in Yan City. Their ancestors once produced a powerful innate expert who was renowned throughout the region. They have a profound heritage."

Seeing Ye Li's confusion, Zhong Lang explained, "Now that the Ten Cities Grand Competition is about to begin, the young master of the Xue family will also be participating. Therefore, we are taking this opportunity to invite heroes from the ten cities to gather at the Xue residence for this grand event."

"Oh, I'm not in the mood," Ye Li thought to himself.

The so-called ancestors who produced a celestial being are just a sign of their current decline.

These heroes, though seemingly a gathering of outstanding individuals, were actually just a meeting of a bunch of naive people who hadn't even reached the Body Tempering stage.

He might go and join in the fun if he's bored normally, but he's got too much to do right now.

Every night when I want to sleep, I ask myself: "How can you sleep at your age! Have you perfected your martial arts? Have you reached the pinnacle of your cultivation? Have you eliminated the Poison Wolf Gang?"

After a series of questions, Ye Li was afraid that he hadn't trained hard enough, so how could he be in the mood to participate in the body tempering gathering?

Therefore, Ye Li slowly shook his head and said, "The Ten Cities Grand Competition is imminent. I should cultivate diligently and work hard every day to strive for further improvement and try my best to win the top spot in the competition."

Zhong Lang stroked his beard, thinking to himself, "Late-stage Body Tempering is a mess. Does he even have the strength to be number one?"

But it's not his fault. Mortals who have never witnessed Ye Li's brilliance cannot comprehend the greatness of a god.

Although he didn't seem to care, Zhong Lang smiled and said, "Nephew Ye's efforts are truly worthy of the spirit of ancient martial artists."

After some mutual flattery, Ye Li officially moved into the city lord's mansion.

After lunch, Ye Li jogged to the training room of the city lord's mansion.

This is a spacious, enclosed space with a specially made bluestone slab floor and reinforced walls to withstand the shocks and vibrations during training. The furnishings are simple and practical, consisting only of traditional martial arts equipment such as stone locks, wooden stakes, and iron pillars, without any superfluous decorations.

Ye Li was the only person using the training room. The light came from a narrow window high up and an oil lamp, and the overall style was solemn.

He strode forward to a three-meter-tall, thick iron pillar, and with a powerful pull, yanked it up from the ground. From now on, he'd have to be careful!

At this time, there was still one month until the competition.

As Ye Li had said, he devoted himself to the training ground and did not step out of the manor for the next month.