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

Jiang Chao and Zhao Wuji spent the entire night searching the eighteen mirror-moon lakes near Yunmeng Mountain, as well as the secluded pools and streams in the surrounding mountains.

However, in the end, nothing was gained.

Zhao Wuji had previously sensed the dragon's aura at two places: a secluded pool and a lake. He only found Zhang Qingjiao's shed dragon skin; nothing else.

"Brother Dao, are you mistaken?"

As dawn approached and the eastern horizon began to lighten, Jiang Chao, who had been busy all night but had achieved nothing, finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Wuji looked rather haggard. In Jiang Chao's opinion, this man's physique was average, only slightly stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

Therefore, after running around for several hours in one night, he was already exhausted.

Upon hearing this, the young Taoist priest took a deep breath and slowly said:

"I could not possibly be mistaken. There is only one possibility right now, and that is... the other two dragons have already awakened ahead of schedule! The dragon molt in Young Master Jiang's arms is proof of that."

"Should we continue the search?"

Jiang Chao shook his head, no longer questioning the other party, and asked calmly.

"Young Master Jiang must be tired after a long night's journey. Let's stop here for today. I'll continue my investigation later."

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After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he plopped down on the ground without any regard for his image, pulled out a dry flatbread from his pocket, and began to take a big bite.

Seeing this, Jiang Chao waved to the other party.

"Brother Zhao, that's not fair. Why only think of yourself when there's food to be had?"

"Well……"

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise:

"Young Master Jiang, aren't you going back? These pancakes of mine are dry and hard, and after running all night, they must be covered in dust. Don't you mind, Young Master Jiang?"

Jiang Chao had only meant to make a joke and lighten the mood, but upon hearing this, he looked embarrassed and forced a dry laugh:

"I was just saying, Brother Zhao, you don't need to take it seriously."

Upon returning to the Moon Goddess Palace's encampment, the Moon Goddess Palace's disciples had already prepared a sumptuous meal.

It was clearly Jiang Yunyao who used her Saintess privilege to prepare this specifically for Jiang Chao.

"I heard you didn't come home last night?"

Jiang Yunyao asked as soon as she came up.

Jiang Chao replied vaguely, "Last night, having nothing to do, I discussed some Taoist practices with that Taoist priest Zhao Wuji."

Jiang Yunyao chuckled upon hearing this, "Stop spouting nonsense. You, of all people, using Xuanmen Taoist techniques?"

"Honestly, did you guys go looking for trouble with that dragon again?"

Jiang Chao blinked, then exclaimed in amazement, "Sister Yao Yao is incredibly insightful! You guessed it all!"

"Stop being silly. Now, what did you discover? The conference has been going on for two days, and the results will be out soon. In three days at most, your sister will have to go back to report to Master. I don't have time to play around with your nonsense."

Jiang Chao asked in surprise, "So fast?"

This martial arts tournament is a grand affair, with at least ten thousand martial artists here. Logically speaking, such a competition should last at least a month. Why is it so fast?

"There are some things you don't need to know. Tell me about yourself first. What exactly did you do last night?"

As Jiang Yunyao spoke, she suddenly sniffed the air.

"Wait, what's that smell on you?"

Jiang Chao was taken aback. "What?"

Before he could react, the girl sitting opposite him waved her hand, and the Azure Dragon Shell that Zhao Wuji had sealed with a secret technique fell into her hands.

"This is……?"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Jiang Chao simply confessed to his sister.

He recounted what Zhao Wuji had done to him the day before.

After listening, Jiang Yunyao, contrary to her usual behavior, did not blame Jiang Chao for his nonsense, but instead fell into deep thought.

After a long silence, she finally spoke and asked:

"Ah Lang, do you know what our father is doing right now?"

"What?"

Jiang Chao's expression changed slightly.

"All dynasties under heaven have a destiny. The stronger the destiny, the more prosperous the country will be, and vice versa. Then the court and the country will be in turmoil, and wars will break out everywhere, until a new dynasty is born in the chaos. Then the world will be at peace and unified, and peace will return. This cycle repeats endlessly."

Jiang Lang was somewhat surprised when Jiang Yunyao suddenly brought up this seemingly unrelated topic.

But the boy didn't ask a question right away; instead, he continued to listen attentively to what was to come.

"Whether it's a martial arts sect or a cult family, they all rise and fall in this world. Dynasties change and fortunes rise and fall. It seems that they have nothing to do with us martial arts forces and cult members, but in reality they are closely related."

Jiang Yunyao's expression suddenly became more solemn than ever before.

"The Great Liang Dynasty may seem peaceful now, but after hundreds of years of trials and tribulations, it is already doomed and its national fortune is declining. It cannot withstand the slightest storm."

"If we are not careful, the Great Liang Dynasty will collapse. At that time, even without the invasion of foreign evils, the land of the Great Liang Dynasty will be plunged into chaos and suffering, with people living in misery and despair, during the power struggle."

"Once the fate of the Great Liang Dynasty is exhausted, then it will be the turn of us, the people of the martial arts world and the Xuanmen who seem to have nothing to do with the Great Liang Dynasty."

"The fate of a dynasty is closely related to the fortune of the Xuanmen (Taoist) sect and the fortune of martial arts. Only in times of peace and prosperity can the Xuanmen techniques be passed down and the cultivation of martial arts continue for a long time."

At this point, Jiang Yunyao paused for a long time before continuing:

"Ah Lang, I know you have been exceptionally intelligent and talented since childhood. Whether it's literature or martial arts, even those seemingly unorthodox things, you learn them quickly and understand them instantly. Therefore, I want you to do something for the sake of this world."

Jiang Chao asked instinctively, "What is it?"

"Go to the capital, assist the new emperor in ascending the throne, and help her unify the world."

Jiang Chao stared wide-eyed in astonishment, saying in disbelief:

"Sister Yao Yao, are you crazy?"

"Let me..." Jiang Chao pointed to himself, "to assist the new emperor?"

Jiang Yunyao nodded solemnly, "This is actually the result of discussions among the seven major sects and four great families."

After a pause, Jiang Yunyao continued:

"Actually, I have a selfish motive. Because the martial world will inevitably be turbulent and no longer peaceful. Those three legendary dragons and strange beasts will not be the end, but only the beginning."

"Some mysterious entities that previously existed only in folk tales or unofficial histories will appear one by one in the near future."

"Your father is guarding the Heavenly Gate and cannot leave, while you possess an extraordinary bloodline. Under these circumstances, you will inevitably attract much covetousness. You must know that what is truly terrifying in this world is not the resurrected demons and monsters, but... the human heart!"

"It is precisely because of the greed in people's hearts that those evil forces have the opportunity to break through the barrier of heaven and earth and descend upon the world."

"The power of the martial arts world is one thing, but the lifespan of a martial artist is at most a hundred years. The rise and fall of martial arts at one time will not have a great impact on the whole world."

"But even though the heavens have not accepted the talismans and the earth has not accepted the alchemical texts for thousands of years, there are still many old immortals hiding in the shadows, clinging to their last sliver of hope, and refusing to close their eyes."

"Now that they've had their chance, those old fogies will naturally seize it without hesitation."

"Therefore, your safety becomes of paramount importance."

Under the observation of the Qi-gazing technique, Jiang Yunyao looked at the young man before her, whose purple aura was so dense it was almost tangible, and said softly:

"Therefore, no matter what, for both public and private reasons, you cannot be harmed. If your bloodline power is taken away by those old geezers or used by them, the consequences will be unimaginable."