A Journey Through the Martial World After Transforming into a Loli

"Do not listen to the sound of rain pattering through the trees, why not chant and stroll leisurely? A bamboo staff and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, who's afraid? Let the rain and mist of life take its course."

As she spoke, Lin Xueyi laughed and took Ye Qin'er's hand. As if ascending to heaven, she slowly walked away in mid-air, making the others feel relieved but also ashamed.

Fearing to fight against a master, they felt a slight rift in their hearts after Lin Xueyi's question, "Who's afraid?"

"Haha, this girl really won't suffer the slightest loss. She's just a nobody, yet she dares to dream of fighting a grandmaster. Does she think that age can represent everything?"

A single sentence restored their confidence. It's normal for them to feel fear when facing a strong opponent, but they must learn from their mistakes and strive to improve. Only in this way can they continue to advance on the path of martial arts until one day they can face that girl head-on.

Seeing that most people had come to terms with it, Mondley smiled slightly and then left this place that had experienced great ups and downs but had finally become joyful again.

"Wow, that grandmaster is amazing! He speaks eloquently and fluently!"

While some felt ashamed at the mention of "who's afraid," others were greatly surprised by the appearance of this poem.

"By the way, I heard that at the Poetry Festival in Los Angeles, there was a young girl who stunned everyone with just two poems. Could it be this Grandmaster?"

"I've heard about it too, I've heard about it too. It seems to be called Lin Xueyi. Yes, that's the name. Lin Xueyi. Hey, could it really be this grandmaster?"

A man standing nearby, upon hearing someone mention the Los Angeles Poetry Festival, squeezed over and shared what he knew.

At this moment, a man who had been standing next to Lin Xueyi spoke up, "It seems, it seems that the maid next to that grandmaster just now called out 'Xueyi'."

The moment the name was revealed, the crowd erupted in shock once more. A young girl whose cultivation had already reached the Grandmaster realm was already unbelievable, but this Grandmaster was also skilled in both literature and martial arts, and her literary talent even surpassed that of all the experts at the Luo City Poetry Gathering. This... this was outrageous! Was this little girl even human?

Lin Xueyi had no idea that her story at the Luocheng Poetry Gathering had been dug up. All she wanted to do now was to get rid of the scandal as soon as possible and wait for Ruoxue to come and find her.

She hadn't seen Ruoxue for a long time and was genuinely worried about her safety. Ye Qin'er could also tell that Lin Xueyi was preoccupied, so she didn't say anything more and quietly followed Lin Xueyi back to the Huating Sword Sect, waiting for the Young Heroes Gathering the next day.

They wanted peace and quiet, but it was difficult for others to give them any. The leaders or masters of the various martial arts forces who came here would find it strange if they didn't pay a visit after learning that a grandmaster had arrived.

Main text: Chapter 88 The guest is a little girl

Leaning limply against Ye Qin'er, Lin Xueyi felt she shouldn't have revealed her cultivation level. These people from the martial arts world were simply devils. Yesterday, after she returned to her residence, not long afterward, those people acted as if they were flies to her...

Uh, no, it should be like bees swarming over to a flower. Some were carrying a bunch of gifts, trying to get close to her, while others simply asked about her sect to see if there was any connection. The most infuriating thing was that some even asked if she was married. If Qin'er hadn't held her back, she would have scattered all of their ashes.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she had no choice but to have Ye Qin'er kick them out. That's right, kick them out. There was no such thing as seeing them off. These people were no longer considered guests. As for their food, they could keep the food, but they had to throw everything away.

Although they were so roughly driven out, the people from those powerful groups still didn't dare to show any hostility towards Lin Xueyi. In their eyes, no matter how rude this grandmaster was, she was still just a child, and some childishness was understandable. Besides, they had heard that Lin Xueyi and her group had traveled all the way from Binzhou, enduring much hardship, and needed to rest.

Therefore, when the leaders of many factions and others saw Lin Xueyi leaning against Ye Qin'er and eating the snacks they brought, they felt relieved.

"Hmm, this Guo Beicheng mutton jerky is quite delicious. I didn't expect to find such a delicacy here."

Taking a bite of the dry mutton jerky, Lin Xueyi was honestly eating mutton jerky for the first time. Back when she was a homebody, she mostly ate dried beef jerky. She never expected that after coming here, she would find that mutton jerky was so delicious.

"Then why did you get so angry yesterday and kick them out, leaving only the food and returning all the clothes, jewelry, gold and silver they gave you?"

Looking at the little girl leaning against her, Ye Qin'er gently wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth. She then brought over the tea from the table and fed it to her.

At this moment, the Young Heroes Gathering also began. Of course, just as Lin Xueyi had expected, the first thing to do was to introduce the big shots in the martial arts world who were in the guest seats.

In previous years, there were at least ten or so guests in the guest seats, but this year was particularly strange because there were only three people sitting there. One of them was Mondley, a master from Yuanzhou known as the Tiger of the North and said to be the closest to a grandmaster in the martial arts world.

Of course, if it were just him alone, it wouldn't have caused the guests who were supposed to be sitting here to choose not to sit in the guest seats as planned. The main reason was the little girl who was sitting not far from him, leaning against a pretty young girl.

Lin Xueyi can be said to be the youngest martial arts master in the world today, and probably the youngest grandmaster in history.

Those so-called big shots in the underworld originally wanted to sit with her, but after thinking about it, they realized that they were too old to sit with this young girl and then have to go through the introductions. Others might not care about face, but they did. Compared to her, they had no face at all.

So after meeting Lin Xueyi, they decisively chose to sit in the back row of the guest seats. As for the people who should have been sitting there, they were all juniors. If they couldn't bully the grandmaster, could they not control their juniors?

Being able to sit behind someone who is second only to a Grandmaster, and to communicate and have close contact with her, is extremely exciting for the leaders of the sects in Qingzhou.

The righteous path has gained another master at the Grandmaster level, which is a great deterrent to the evil path, especially since the master is so young. This will keep them intimidated for a longer period of time.

As for the many young heroes participating in the Young Heroes Gathering, many of them were still unaware of Lin Xueyi's situation. At first, they were somewhat curious about this lazy girl, but when they heard that this petite and cute girl was actually a super expert at the Grandmaster level, their expressions instantly changed.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuxuan, who was standing among the crowd, felt immense pressure. He had initially thought his unreliable master was going to participate in the battle, but instead, he had become even more high-profile, which greatly increased the pressure on him as his disciple.

Especially when he saw his master's gaze fall on him from afar, Zhao Yuxuan suddenly had a very bad premonition, and his entire back was covered in cold sweat.

Sure enough, the next second, the master's surprised voice echoed throughout the venue, "Oh my, isn't that my good apprentice? You'd better do your best in the competition later!"

A cute and adorable voice, a lively and beautiful figure, and then there are the envious yet slightly angry looks from everyone. Yes, angry. Having a Grandmaster-level expert as a master is already very enviable, but this master is such an adorable little girl. This is not a problem that can be solved by envy.

Master, are you really cheering me on? You're clearly putting me on the spot! Can you please stop messing with your apprentice like this?

Lin Xueyi didn't hear Zhao Yuxuan's inner plea. Of course, even if she had, she would have told her disciple that disciples were just for selling, and since he wasn't a female disciple anyway.

Looking at Zhao Yuxuan being stared at by everyone below, Ye Qin'er couldn't help but sigh, "Xueyi, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"Huh? How could that be? Is there anything wrong with me cheering for my apprentice?" Mengmeng blinked her innocent eyes, which made Ye Qin'er realize that she was overthinking things. Xueyi probably just thought that Zhao Yuxuan was her apprentice, so it was only right to cheer him on at this time.

Completely oblivious to the fact that Lin Xueyi was looking at Zhao Yuxuan with a look of pure delight in her eyes, it was clear that sometimes, teasing one's own disciple was a relaxing experience.

Ye Qin'er actually felt sorry for Zhao Yuxuan. Her current identity was just a maid, so she was not someone who would attract attention. However, if her identity as a disciple were exposed, Zhao Yuxuan would not have an easy time.

She knew all too well the envy, jealousy, and hatred people felt about such things. It would be fine if someone was exceptionally talented, but Zhao Yuxuan wasn't famous in the martial arts world, and he wasn't even a genius. It would be strange if people weren't jealous of someone who could be accepted as a disciple by Lin Xueyi.

"Poor thing, I hope you can only last a short time in this ring, otherwise everyone will make you the target of their attacks."

But then she thought, if she didn't persist long enough, she'd probably be ridiculed to death. It was truly a dilemma. Lin Xueyi probably didn't even realize the immense trouble her encouragement would bring to her disciple. Looking at Lin Xueyi's still innocent face, Ye Qin'er sighed softly. But she still didn't know that Zhao Yuxuan had already seen his master's delighted expression and silently uttered two words in his heart—"devil."

Main text: Chapter 89, First Battle

Lin Xueyi, sitting in the chair, was extremely comfortable. Putting everything else aside, just leaning against Ye Qin'er's soft body was already an ultimate enjoyment, not to mention having a beautiful woman feeding her.

"That's Lin Xiang, a disciple of the Cangliu Sword Sect. He's said to be very powerful, but the intelligence I was in charge of before wasn't about them, so I don't know much about him."

"Hmm, it's alright. So, what about his opponent? He looks pretty formidable." Ye Qin'er popped the dried fruit into her mouth, but judging from her expression, she probably didn't know much about the man's opponent either.

But thinking about it, it's understandable. After all, she hadn't really ventured into the martial world before. Most of what she knew about the martial world was within the so-called Hundred Winds Pavilion's intelligence network. It's understandable that she was responsible for certain areas, but naturally, she wasn't very familiar with the areas she wasn't responsible for.

Ye Qin'er may not know, but that doesn't mean others don't. There are too many people who hope to speak with this newly promoted grandmaster, so naturally they won't let this opportunity slip by.

"Master Lin, the opponent facing Lin Xiang is a master of the evil path, the son of Blood Rose Linglong Nu—He Beichang. He is also a rising star in the evil path recently."

This introduction shocked Lin Xueyi. There were actually evil people in this Young Heroes Gathering. Weren't they afraid that they would swarm in and kill all these evil juniors?

Seemingly noticing Lin Xueyi's confusion, the white-haired old man spoke up, "The Young Heroes Tournament only requires an age limit; as for good versus evil, there isn't actually such a clear distinction."

"This...aren't those evil people afraid that you'll break the rules and kill people directly?"

The old man shook his head with a wry smile before speaking, "This Young Heroes Gathering isn't just held on the righteous path; it's also held on the evil path, almost every year. If we do this, then when it's the evil path's turn, they'll do the same, and that won't be fair competition."

Lin Xueyi still didn't understand these reasons. Would this young hero really go to such extremes? Would it be better to just wipe out all the evil sect's experts in one fell swoop, leaving the evil sect without any successors?

“Xueyi, sometimes, if we really do that, we will have to break with the evil path completely. At that time, there will be a lot of suffering. Right now, we are maintaining a delicate balance with the evil path. Once this balance is broken, a great war will be inevitable. At that time, the people who will suffer the most will be the ordinary people.”

After carefully considering what Ye Qin'er had told her, Lin Xueyi seemed to understand something. To put it bluntly, there was a delicate balance between good and evil. If this balance were broken, a global war would break out, just like in the previous world.

At that point, it wouldn't be something that one or two sects or one or two juniors could handle; many more people might die. So both sides were maintaining a certain degree of restraint.

Whether they are righteous or evil, they all understand the current situation and are looking for an opportunity, a chance to defeat each other in one fell swoop.

As soon as the two sides made their move, Lin Xueyi realized that this so-called Lin Xiang was basically a pushover, and He Beichang was toying with Lin Xiang as if he were a puppet.

"Tsk tsk, if that palm strike had landed properly, Lin Xiang probably wouldn't have needed to return to his sect; he would have gone straight to meet the King of Hell. This He Beichang really wants to trample the face of the righteous path under his feet."

Lin Xueyi explained some details that Ye Qin'er couldn't see, and also explained why the elders of the evil and righteous paths had just had such a passionate exchange. Some members of the righteous path were even about to take action.

Some unorthodox masters naturally noticed Lin Xueyi's existence. However, when they didn't know her background, they wouldn't easily antagonize her. Instead, they would try their best to avoid conflict with her.

Not all members of the evil path are reckless enough to attack anyone; they understand their own needs and how to avoid danger. However, in a sense, if the righteous path gains another Grandmaster-level expert, it would pose a significant threat to the evil path.

So they were actually thinking about how to get in touch with Lin Xueyi, even if they didn't want to turn her into one of their own, they wanted to make her a neutral party, so that she wouldn't have any close contact with either side.

"Xueyi, why didn't he just defeat Lin Xiang directly, instead of humiliating him with such toying?"

"I don't really understand either. Maybe they have a grudge against each other. Who knows? Anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

At this moment, He Beichang once again toyed with his opponent, leaving him to the side, his mockery becoming even more pronounced.

"Lin Xiang, you've finally met your match. Weren't you so arrogant before, saying that evil can never prevail over good? How come when it comes to you, it's become a case of the devil being one step ahead of the saint? Or is it just that you're no good enough?"

With his sword planted on the ground, Lin Xiang gasped for breath. He knew he had been tricked, but he also had his own dignity. To ask him to admit defeat would be the death of him, especially to admit defeat to this heretic.

"He Beichang, everyone says you are He Mingda's son, but who knows who your real father is, or what your mother's situation is? Don't you know?"

One sentence instantly triggered a landmine. This had always been a sensitive issue for He Beichang, as his mother and father had been separated for many years because of this. And now, this defeated opponent dared to bring it up again in front of everyone, even with his mother present. If he didn't kill him, how could he be considered a son?

"I'll kill you."

He Beichang, who had not used any weapons before, suddenly had two Emei daggers fall from his sleeve. These women's weapons seemed somewhat out of place on this man, yet they added a touch of murderous aura to him.

With difficulty, he raised his sword. Lin Xiang, a disciple of the Cangliu Sword Sect, would never surrender to this evil sect of martial arts, no matter what, even if it meant death.

Both men unleashed their most powerful attacks, each aiming for a fatal blow. However, as the sword broke, Lin Xiang already knew what fate awaited him.

As the Emei dagger drew ever closer, those outside the arena already knew Lin Xiang's impending doom, when they heard a cold shout.

"Dragon-Capturing Hand"

A golden dragon coiled out and pulled Lin Xiang off the stage right from the sharp point of the Emei dagger.

"Brother, since this senior brother has already failed, why bother taking his life?"

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Chapter Ninety: Someone Wants to Eat Peaches

"What, do you still want to fight me?" On the arena, He Beichang sneered at the stranger in front of him who had ruined his plans, but the dragon's roar just now made him wary.

The people below the stage were also looking at the arena with anticipation. It would be perfect if the person who had just come up would fight He Beichang. Especially that dragon roar just now, it gave people a feeling of invincibility.

"Brother, there's no need for me to fight you. I'm only here to save someone."

"Heh, you won't fight me? Since you've come up here, you have to fight me." As he spoke, He Beichang's twin daggers were already at Zhao Yuxuan's forehead.

Despite the sudden attack, Zhao Yuxuan remained calm. He had faced numerous assassination attempts before, none of which were always carried out openly; instead, they were often carried out in bizarre and unsettling ways. Having always protected his master, Zhao Yuxuan was already used to it. If he could protect others, protecting himself was a piece of cake.

He didn't even use the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms; he simply blocked the attack with ease. Just as He Beichang was about to make a move, the referee arrived beside the two and separated them completely.

"Hmph, you're lucky, kid. The referee saved you. Otherwise, my twin daggers would definitely have put two holes in your head."

Faced with the other party's arrogance, Zhao Yuxuan suddenly felt that he no longer had the desire to fight this person. Someone who was completely unaware of how big the world was could not be regarded as an opponent.

Although Zhao Yuxuan hadn't met many people outside, he had heard a lot about the martial arts world from Elder Zhang along the way, and he also had a master named Lin Xueyi, who was much younger than him and possessed the skills of a Grandmaster. Naturally, he understood the meaning of "there are always people more capable than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding," and the importance of not being arrogant.

However, this is a principle that many young disciples of sects lack. They all think that having a powerful force makes them the most powerful person in the world, without ever considering what the consequences would be if they offended someone they shouldn't have.