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

Last night, the dragon suddenly appeared in the world. Even though the black dragon instinctively inhaled and exhaled clouds and mist to cover its huge body with a layer of blue clouds and mist, many martial artists who had not run far still saw it from afar.

Among them, those who saw it most clearly were the seasoned martial arts masters present.

Moreover, besides these veterans of the martial arts world, there are also many people from the Xuanmen sect here, such as Hou Qingshan, the Grand Elder of the Yiqi Sect, Li Xuantong, the Chess Saint of the Sansheng Sect, and Abbess Huiming of the Jizhao Nunnery, etc.

Besides the three members of the three major sects, there were also four major martial arts families present: Murong Wuxue of the Murong family, Nangong Yu of the Nangong family, and Ximen Wudi of the Ximen family.

And Yue Zhengtian, the leader of the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance, who comes from a century-old military family.

The other four major sects arrived early in the morning, and they did not see the black dragon with their own eyes.

For example, the two elders of the Moon Goddess Palace, Xuan Guan and Xuan Qing, who stayed overnight at the Zixu Taoist Temple in Yunmeng Mountain last night, as well as the Holy Maiden Jiang Yunyao of the Moon Goddess Palace.

Representatives from the three major Xuanmen sects—Zixia Sword Sect, Duren Temple, and Kunlun Palace—spent the night in several of the seventy-two Taoist temples and thirty-six Buddhist temples deep within Yunmeng Mountain.

Now, the eyes of nearly a hundred people, including the seven major sects, the four major martial arts families, and the core disciples of these forces, are all focused on Zhao Wuji.

This put a lot of pressure on Zhao Wuji. It wasn't that he was afraid of being attacked by these people, because no matter what his original intentions were, he had saved people last night, and to these people, he had done them a great favor.

Besides, these people present are all true righteous martial arts practitioners. They shouldn't make things difficult for a nobody from an unknown Taoist temple... right?

  

Jiang Yunyao stared at the Taoist priest intently for a long time, then suddenly spoke:

"You said your name is Zhao Wuji?"

Zhao Wuji looked at the seemingly delicate young girl, whose inner strength was extremely unfathomable, and nodded:

"Zhao Wuji is my secular name."

"Yesterday evening, did you tell my brother's fortune?"

"What?"

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then realized who the other party was referring to.

Yesterday, he had only performed divination for one person, the handsome young man whose body was surrounded by a purple aura.

"this……"

Zhao Wuji was taken aback, thinking, "What a coincidence! I just told someone's fortune yesterday, and now someone's come knocking on my door?"

Feeling somewhat guilty, Zhao Wuji laboriously pulled two silver notes from his pocket and, in full view of everyone, handed them to Jiang Yunyao with both hands:

"Well, young lady, yesterday I was just joking with that young man. My cultivation is shallow, and I can't tell fortunes. I'll return the money I swindled from that young man yesterday to you. Please don't be angry."

Jiang Yunyao glanced at the two crumpled silver notes in Zhao Wuji's hand and couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

"Who cares about your money? My Jiang family doesn't lack that kind of money. I want to ask you, what was the result of the divination you did yesterday? What will my Ah Lang's future marriage be like?"

Zhao Wuji: "..."

Miss, you've really jumped off-topic.

Why are you suddenly asking this question?

Aren't you all curious about my background and why I took action last night?

If all else fails, we could at least ask about the origins of that black dragon.

Although I am also completely baffled, I am only acting on my master's orders. I can still come up with a rough explanation even if I'm just making things up.

You...

Recalling the young man with the purple aura that filled the sky yesterday, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but shudder.

He was terrified that he might accidentally say the wrong thing and incur divine punishment, which would strike him dead in front of everyone with a bolt of lightning.

Zhao Wuji's lips twitched a few times, but he didn't speak, only maintaining a bitter smile.

With a wry smile, the young Taoist priest stuffed the two thousand taels of hard-earned money, which had almost led to his death from the backlash of heavenly secrets, back into his pocket.

It wasn't that Zhao Wuji was greedy; it was just that these two thousand taels of silver were hard-earned!

At this moment, the Purple Void Daoist, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't bear it any longer and spoke up:

"Well, young friend Jiang, now is probably not the time to talk about these things. That ferocious beast hiding at the foot of my Yunmeng Mountain is still watching us like a hawk."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunyao reluctantly gave up. She didn't really care about the dragon or anything like that. Her master had said that since a great calamity was coming, it meant that many beings that had only existed in legends would appear in the world one after another.

So what if it's a dragon? Isn't this person here specifically for this matter?

In her view, everything in the world is interconnected and mutually restraining, and everything has its own destiny.

Since a great calamity is imminent, there must be someone to bear it, and as long as that person is not her younger brother Jiang Chao, it will be fine.

"Absolutely, absolutely, Fellow Daoist Ziyang is absolutely right."

Beside him, another Taoist priest, who looked like a sage but unlike the youthful-looking Ziyang Taoist, was instead quite old and frail, chimed in:

"We have come here specifically to find the one who will bear the burden of this tribulation. Young friend Zhao, may I ask which sect or school you belong to?"

After speaking, the old Taoist paused for a moment, "Since you have the ability to exterminate dragons, you must not be from a small sect. Why don't you introduce yourself, young friend Zhao, so that we can know your lineage and background? Only in this way can we be considered to be properly courteous."

There are many branches and complex lineages of Taoism throughout the world. Many unknown and secluded Taoist temples also have their own lineages.

Zhao Wuji was dressed in a Taoist robe, so he was naturally a member of the Taoist sect, but it was unknown which lineage he belonged to.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji shook his head, his attitude gentle yet firm:

"Senior, it's not that I'm unwilling to tell you all, but my lineage has always disliked ostentation. Before I left the mountain, my master repeatedly instructed me that unless my life was in danger, I must not tell outsiders about the origins of my lineage."

Zhao Wuji felt quite helpless. It wasn't that he was unwilling to tell everyone, but rather that the Taoist temple he was in was indeed little known and had a complicated situation.

From top to bottom, including him, there are only six Taoists in total.

The master, who had no cultivation, was the abbot. Among the three senior uncles, the eldest uncle, who was missing an arm, was only responsible for sweeping the floor; the second uncle, who was missing two legs, was responsible for chopping wood; and the third uncle, who was blind, was responsible for cooking. In addition, there was a junior brother who was mute and deaf and took care of the master's daily life... He had all five deficiencies and three lacks.

Of all the people in the Taoist temple, he was the only one with all four limbs intact, sharp hearing and eyesight, and decent cultivation. Therefore, he also shouldered the important responsibility of passing on the Taoist temple's legacy.

Besides subduing the dragon, he had another mission during his pilgrimage down the mountain: to select a suitable successor, bring him back to the Taoist temple, and carefully train him.

Surely he can't be the only normal person in the Taoist temple from now on?

Seeing Zhao Wuji's decisive refusal, the people present did not say anything more. After all, this person was doing good deeds, not evil deeds, and putting too much pressure on him would be counterproductive.

So the crowd began to whisper among themselves, some using telepathy, others whispering amongst themselves.

The martial arts tournament was disrupted by the appearance of the evil dragon in the lake, so it had to be postponed.

Not only that, but we must also try our best to eliminate the impact of the evil dragon's appearance in the world, so as not to cause panic among the people. Therefore, those who are present need to appease and clean up the mess.

Although the appearance of the evil dragon coincided with their original intention of jointly organizing the martial arts conference, the rumored beast could not speak human language and would only cause greater panic among the martial artists who came.

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief. He felt considerable pressure facing these martial arts practitioners who were full of vigor and vitality.

If possible, he would prefer to engage in a fierce battle with that evil dragon that was tens of feet long.

When Zhao Wuji returned to the spot where the evil dragon had disappeared, he happened to run into Jiang Chao and the others who were about to leave to find out what had happened.

After seeing the boy's appearance clearly, Zhao Wuji turned around and left without hesitation. However, this time, he failed to escape.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, please wait!"