I'm here in the martial arts world just to find love.

"Young Master, are we just going to let this go like this? That damned youth dared to insult you like that! I simply cannot swallow such rudeness!"

An island in the middle of a lake.

A man and a woman, who had just climbed out of the lake, looked disheveled. The man, who looked like a guard, shook off the lake water, raised his head, looked at the young man in white standing not far away, and said with a face full of resentment and anger.

The young man in white, who had just been slapped and still had a clear handprint on his face, didn't seem angry at all. Instead, he had a strange, sickly smile on his face.

Ignoring his subordinates' words, the white-robed youth, Li Moyi, gazed into the distance and muttered to himself:

"It really is her! She's not dead, she's still alive... That's wonderful, that's wonderful..."

"...Young Master? Are you alright?"

Seeing that the young sect leader remained unmoved and even laughed despite his efforts to stand up for him, Wang Hu was puzzled and somewhat frightened.

Could it be that the young sect leader... has had another episode?

Their young sect leader was gentle and kind, loved reading, and never treated them, his servants, as servants; he was good to them in every way.

There is only one problem.

According to the inner disciples, the young sect leader was traveling the martial world alone when he was young and was once kidnapped by villains for a period of time.

Although he was eventually rescued and the group of villains was wiped out by the sect leader and the elders, the young sect leader's mind was greatly affected during his imprisonment, leaving him with a chronic illness.

He would talk to himself from time to time, ignore what others said, was moody, had strange behavior logic, and even liked to self-harm. If the sect leader hadn't kept a close eye on him, the young sect leader might not be alive today.

In the past two years, the young sect leader's condition has improved, and he has stopped self-harming. In fact, his manner of dealing with people has become more and more in line with the style of their Ancient Pill Sect. Only then did the sect leader feel at ease and agree to let the young sect leader, who volunteered, come to participate in this martial arts conference, establish good relations with those truly famous sects in the martial arts world, and pave the way for the future of the Ancient Pill Sect.

Everything had been fine along the way, but unexpectedly, upon arriving in the Yunmeng Mountain region, the young master suddenly fell ill...

While feeling anxious, Wang Hu was also puzzled. Who exactly was the "she" that the young sect leader was referring to? Why would the young sect leader deliberately provoke someone with a sneak attack and then deny it? This was completely unlike the young sect leader's usual style!

Thinking this, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Zhang Yan, who was standing to the side.

Like him, Zhang Yan was originally an inner disciple, but because of her mediocre talent, she was unable to break through to the Tendon Refining Realm and was expelled from the inner core by the sect leader, becoming an outer disciple. Fortunately, the young sect leader took a liking to her and made her a confidant, and only then did they gain a status no less than that of inner disciples.

Zhang Yan, soaking wet, shook her head. She didn't know what had happened either. Seeing this, Wang Hu sighed inwardly, hoping that the young sect leader would recover soon.

This martial arts tournament is of utmost importance and cannot be allowed to fail. If the young master's illness delays their grand plan, the young master will be fine, but his two right-hand men will likely face severe punishment.

Li Moyi was unaware of what his two trusted subordinates were thinking. At this moment, he was immersed in the joy that the person he had been longing for was still alive, and he could not extricate himself from it.

The woman in red was none other than Li Muqing, the Holy Maiden of the Golden Flute Sword Sect, who had rescued him from that demonic abyss years ago.

Back then, this holy maiden of the Golden Flute Sword Sect appeared as if descended from the heavens, dressed in white, wielding a three-foot-long sword, and slaughtered all the villains who had tormented her.

Just then, the girl in red, who seemed to be glowing, stepped forward and said to him: "Don't be afraid, the evil people have all been eliminated. I will take you away from here."

At that time, Li Moyi felt that she was like a ray of light, illuminating his entire world.

From that moment on, Li Moyi secretly vowed that he would marry no one but her in this life. Even if she looked down on him, he would have no regrets. As long as he could see her again in the future and watch over her from afar, that would be enough.

  

Several years have passed, and the wish has not been fulfilled. No one knows the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden, not even the young master of the Ancient Pill Sect.

The Golden Flute Sword Sect's mountain gate is located far away on the coast of the East Sea, tens of thousands of miles away from their Ancient Pill Sect. As the young sect leader of the Ancient Pill Sect, he bears the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the sect and cannot leave easily. In recent years, he has had to secretly send people to keep an eye on the movements of the martial arts world and collect information about the Golden Flute Sword Sect in order to obtain clues about the Holy Maiden's whereabouts and find some solace in his heart.

Several days ago, he received definite news.

Two other martial arts forces, who had originally allied with the Golden Flute Sword Sect and come to the interior of Daliang in search of something, suddenly turned against each other for some unknown reason.

The other two forces actually joined forces and started a war against the disciples of the Golden Flute Sword Sect. The battle raged from inside the city to outside the city, and finally they even found a valley as the battlefield.

This battle in the martial arts world was exceptionally fierce, with heavy casualties. Only a few people from the other two factions escaped the battlefield wounded and in a sorry state.

The entire Golden Flute Sword Sect was wiped out.

And the Holy Maiden Li Muqing was among them!

Upon hearing this news, Li Moyi felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and all her strength vanished.

If he hadn't come to Yunmeng Mountain this time, shouldering the important task of revitalizing the Ancient Pill Sect, he would have gone to the battlefield where the three Jianghu forces fought to find the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden.

We need to see him alive or dead!

He wanted to see for himself whether Li Muqing was alive or dead!

But today, he saw her again.

She's still alive!

The reason he willingly accepted the slap from the boy was because the boy had tested him and hit the person he had been longing for.

Li Moyi was filled with remorse for this.

He thought that with her skills, she should be able to easily dodge his probing attack.

To everyone's surprise, she seemed completely unaware, letting his powerful energy strike her body, causing her to fall into the lake.

Her thoughts ended with this recollection, and Li Moyi slowly came back to her senses.

He reverted to his former demeanor as a refined gentleman, looked at his two trusted confidants, and smiled:

"Wang Hu, Zhang Yan, you two go and start a fire to dry your clothes. This place is damp and the lake is cold. You haven't reached the sixth level of martial arts and don't have true qi to protect your bodies, so you're prone to getting sick. Don't let yourself fall ill in the end and have me take care of you."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu and Zhang Yan exchanged glances, but breathed a sigh of relief. They then cupped their hands in greeting and said, "Thank you for your concern, Young Sect Leader. We'll go right away."

After the two hurriedly left to search for firewood to start a fire, Li Moyi rubbed her face, wiping away the slap mark, and muttered to herself:

"You young man, not only are you sharp-tongued, but you're also ruthless and merciless. However, you're rare to find someone who suits my taste. I hope you'll treat her well, otherwise... hehe."

……

Meanwhile, after experiencing a minor setback, Jiang Chao and his companions finally arrived at the open space where wisps of smoke were already rising before the sun set.

Looking from their position.

The place, roughly half the size of a typical town, was bustling with activity. Colorful flags fluttered, tents stood like a forest, and newly built wooden houses and thatched cottages dotted the landscape.

Jiang Chao and the others did not bring tents, nor did they intend to cut down trees to build houses. So, after circling the outer perimeter, they followed the boy toward a tent with the words "Moon Goddess Palace" written on a flag.