Not Meeting Too Stunning a Person at the Beginning

"Senior Disciple, calm down!!"

Li Xuanxiao rode his sword through the wind, following Senior Disciple Xue Yun's aura all the way out of Shushan.

"I have already lost my father, I cannot lose her again. That saying is true, people only know how to cherish what they have after they lose it.

My father was like that, and so is she. I will not let myself regret it again."

Li Xuanxiao: "Senior Brother, have you forgotten your original intention when you began cultivating the Dao?"

"You are right, I love her!!"

Li Xuanxiao: ...

It seemed Senior Brother was no longer listening to anything he said.

Xue Yun's cultivation was far superior to Li Xuanxiao's. Even with Li Xuanxiao's full acceleration, he couldn't catch up.

Before long, he was left behind.

Li Xuanxiao stopped in a dense forest and sighed helplessly.

The voice of Senior Disciple came from afar, "If I lose her, what does it matter if I gain the world!!"

Li Xuanxiao: (⊙o⊙)...

My love-struck Senior Disciple~

Li Xuanxiao gave up chasing Senior Disciple and was about to return to report the matter to the sect.

Just then, the sound of fighting suddenly came from below.

Li Xuanxiao looked down and saw a fierce battle breaking out not far away.

A figure was struck down and fell directly towards him.

Li Xuanxiao instinctively reached out to catch them.

The person was dressed in a black robe, with slender, fair legs, and a face of breathtaking beauty.

This is trouble.

Li Xuanxiao was immediately troubled.

This plot... why does it feel so cliché and overused?

He didn't know the woman's identity, whether she was righteous or evil.

Should he save her or not? Saving her might lead to unnecessary trouble.

But not saving her would go against his principles as a Shushan disciple.

At this moment, Li Xuanxiao noticed the woman's injuries. It seemed she had been attacked by someone practicing an Evil Cultivation Method.

Li Xuanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a moment's hesitation, he made his decision.

"..."

Zhao Lu slowly opened her eyes, looking around in a daze.

She found herself in a cave.

She glanced at her body; her clothes had been removed, and her wounds had been treated.

"You're awake."

A clear voice rang out.

A man?

Zhao Lu's expression shifted slightly, a flicker of panic appearing on her face.

At that moment, many storybook novels she had secretly read behind her Imperial Father's back inexplicably appeared in her mind.

The male and female protagonists, they met just like this.

And judging by the voice, the other person was definitely a young man.

Zhao Lu turned her head, "You..."

She froze, because the person standing behind her was not a person.

But... a paper figure?

That's right, it was truly a paper figure.

Zhao Lu blinked, "You... who are you?"

"Men and women should not touch. This was the only way."

"Then where are you?" Zhao Lu looked around.

Besides the paper figure, she couldn't find any trace of anyone else in the cave.

At this moment, using the Earth Evasion technique, Li Xuanxiao was hiding underground outside the cave. He then used the paper figure to speak, "It is inconvenient for me to show myself. Please rest here with peace of mind. I have already given you a Detoxification Pill. Do you know who the Evil Cultivator who attacked you was?"

Zhao Lu pondered for a moment, "I don't know who they were. I was attacked suddenly while on the road."

Suddenly attacked?

Li Xuanxiao recalled that when he was bandaging her earlier, her clothing and attire were clearly not that of an ordinary person.

If you can't find the book title, try searching for the author. Maybe the name was just changed!

Most likely, they were the children of royalty and nobility.

"Were there three of them in total?"

"Yes!" Zhao Lu nodded.

Li Xuanxiao then said, "Take a look, are these the three?"

Zhao Lu followed the direction the paper figure was pointing and only then noticed the three corpses in the cave.

"It's them!"

Zhao Lu was slightly astonished. She considered her cultivation to be among the best of the younger generation.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have decided to run away from home and venture into the jianghu. Who knew she'd be attacked the moment she left, beaten so badly she couldn't fight back.

Now that these three were all killed by the other party, it was evident of their strength.

After receiving an affirmative answer and confirming there were no survivors, Li Xuanxiao said:

"That's good. Since the villains are dealt with, you can rest assured and recover from your injuries, Miss. I shall take my leave."

"Wait!" Zhao Lu quickly said, "Young Hero saved me, your great kindness is beyond repayment. If you won't show yourself, fine, but why won't you even leave your name or sect? This Sovereign... how can I repay you in the future?"

"No need. Slaying demons and exterminating devils is simply part of my duty. You don't need to concern yourself with it, Miss."

With that, Li Xuanxiao didn't wait for her to say more and fled into the distance.

The paper figure then spontaneously combusted in front of Zhao Lu, quickly turning into ashes that vanished with the wind, leaving no trace.

Zhao Lu watched this scene, knowing the other party had already left.

"This..."

Zhao Lu looked at the perfectly and exquisitely wrapped white gauze on her body.

This showed that the other party must be a very meticulous person.

Zhao Lu looked down further, her pretty face blushing, carrying a hint of shy ambiguity.

Because she discovered the gauze wrapped around her chest, inner thighs, and other private areas...

This gauze seemed to be soaked in a special medicinal solution, possessing the effects of stopping bleeding and dispelling poison.

Suddenly, Zhao Lu remembered something.

She quickly took down a purple amethyst hanging on her chest.

An Image Stone.

This purple amethyst was so exquisite that no cultivator would mistake it for a crude item like an Image Stone.

Fortunately, the Image Stone was not damaged during the fight, and Zhao Lu activated it.

Soon, an extremely handsome face appeared in the Image Stone.

His features were delicate and well-defined, forming a perfect whole.

He wore a Daoist robe as white as snow, its sleeves fluttering in the wind.

The robe was tailored to perfection, fitting his tall, slender frame, making him appear as upright as a pine tree, with an elegant and ethereal aura.

The robe was embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns and crane motifs, as if these auspicious creatures had been brought to life, dancing around him.

The entire person exuded an unyielding, righteous spirit.

"It was him... who saved me..."

Zhao Lu blinked.

She watched as he slowly removed her clothes and couldn't help but blush again.

At first, he had indeed intended for the paper figure to bandage her, but it was clear the paper figure couldn't be controlled as precisely as a hand.

Zhao Lu was naturally not the type of woman to make a fuss about being seen, and besides, it was an emergency.

If it weren't for him, she would likely have died long ago.

Judging by his attire, he should be a Shushan disciple.

But... he saved me, why wouldn't he even leave his name?

Slaying demons and exterminating devils, possessing righteousness, doing good deeds without seeking recognition... extraordinary strength, and such a character.

It was truly difficult not to develop affection for him.

This was Zhao Lu's first time leaving the imperial palace.

From then on, she understood one thing.

A person's life truly shouldn't begin by meeting someone too stunning.

"... "

The Sect Leader of Shushan was dead.

However, Shushan would not fall into chaos because of this. The Sect Leader had four disciples.

The most prestigious and capable among them was the second disciple, Daoist Master Lingxu.

For many years, while the Sect Leader was in seclusion, Lingxu had managed all the sect's affairs, organizing them meticulously.

Now that the Sect Leader had died, Lingxu took over, and no one objected.

Li Xuanxiao returned to Shushan and reported the Senior Disciple's matter to his Master, Daoist Master Lingxu, without omitting a single word.