Lu Wuming wasn't particularly interested.
However, upon hearing Liu Buli's words, he stretched his limbs slightly. After a moment's thought, he nodded.
During this period, both within the Pill Sect and its surroundings, everything had been so peaceful and serene that he couldn't find any opportunity to act. The bloodthirsty part of his being, inherited from his ghost lineage, had been stirring wildly. With Liu Buli by his side, he could maintain his clarity and rationality. If Liu Buli were to leave him one day, he might lose control and begin to slaughter indiscriminately.
Therefore, if he could find an outlet, it would indeed be a welcome arrangement.
With this thought, Lu Wuming asked Liu Buli, "Master, isn't Medicine Master Valley Shen Muzhi's territory? Why would there be ghosts there?"
"It's not that there are ghosts in that place. Shen Muzhi's only connection to the ghost tribe is you," Liu Buli explained with a smile. "Do you remember what we discussed in the secret realm? The ghost tribe's influence has long since infiltrated the cultivation world. This martial arts tournament, while seen as a grand event by the cultivation world, is also a prime opportunity for those ghosts to cause trouble. So, based on the plot of the novel, this is considered the first major disturbance caused by the ghost tribe in the cultivation world."
However, unlike the subsequent scenes of countless casualties, this ghost tribe's rampage in the cultivation world was merely a prologue to the main storyline in the novel.
Furthermore, Shen Muzhi was not yet very powerful during this period in the novel, and neither were the attacking ghosts. Therefore, there was no real danger for them.
With these calculations made, Liu Buli decided to bring Lu Wuming along.
He hadn't anticipated, however, that his disciple was hoping for the ghosts to be as ferocious as possible. After all, it had been so long since he'd had a real fight, and a little challenge would make it more satisfying...
Of course, Lu Wuming would never voice such thoughts. His master's priority was his safety, and if his master sensed any danger, this outing would likely be canceled.
Lu Wuming considered this very carefully.
Thus, after a moment of thought, he proactively changed the subject and asked, "Master, what's this martial arts tournament all about? Can anyone participate?"
"Anyone can participate, as long as you believe you have the ability. However, it's usually the sect leaders who participate, and occasionally a few disciples might go, but they rarely make it past the preliminary rounds."
Liu Buli continued, "The rewards for each martial arts tournament are provided by the organizers. To uphold their sect's image, these rewards are never subpar. Only the first-place winner receives a reward. Honestly, I don't think it has much to do with us. Our mission is to participate, to experience the atmosphere of the tournament, and then wait for the ghosts to appear so we can get some practice."
Lu Wuming nodded obediently.
This arrangement was exactly as he had hoped, which put him at ease.
However, after some thought, Lu Wuming suddenly realized a crucial question: "Master, if that's the case, will anyone else from the Pill Sect be going besides you and me?"
Liu Buli nodded.
He didn't have many thoughts on the matter; he was simply answering Lu Wuming's question truthfully.
After a brief pause, he said, "Besides the two of us, I also plan to bring Yun Xiang. The young lady's cultivation has improved significantly recently. Aside from you, she's likely the highest cultivated person in the entire Pill Sect. And it's not just her; we also need to consult with everyone else. Anyone who wishes to broaden their horizons should be brought along. After all, this is a public event. Taking only one or two disciples without consulting others would be quite improper."
Upon hearing this, Lu Wuming's expression immediately soured.
He had initially thought it would be a trip for just him and his master, but now with so many bothersome individuals joining, how could he be happy?
Pursing his lips, Lu Wuming reluctantly asked, "Does it have to be this way?"
"It must be," Liu Buli affirmed. "After all, I am the sect leader, and I must fulfill these responsibilities."
With the matter settled to this extent, Lu Wuming could no longer throw a tantrum. He could only silently pray that not too many people would be interested in joining them for the martial arts tournament and the ensuing excitement.
However, hope was a beautiful thing, but reality was entirely different from his expectations.
Upon hearing that the martial arts tournament was about to begin, most of the sect members wished to accompany them to witness the spectacle. Even the Grand Elder, who usually kept to himself, felt that a decennial cultivation world gathering was too great an opportunity to miss.
Everyone else shared the same sentiment, to the extent that when it was time to depart, the Pill Sect's flying ship was packed to the brim with people.
Liu Buli sat at the bow, using his spiritual energy to control the massive wooden ship. Lu Wuming sat behind him, his expression as grim as could be.
Liu Buli knew what he was thinking and tried to comfort him, "Once we arrive, I'll have Shen Muzhi arrange a private room for the two of us. That way, you won't have to worry about anyone disturbing us, just like before. Is there anything you're still unhappy about?"
Lu Wuming snorted in response, offering no reply.
Liu Buli could only smile helplessly and reach out to vigorously ruffle the young man's hair.
Given their relationship, Shen Muzhi was extremely generous when it came to the Pill Sect.
All the disciples who had come to broaden their horizons were well taken care of. As for Liu Buli and Lu Wuming, there was no need for him to remind Shen Muzhi; he was directly ordered to be housed in the same chamber.
As fellow sect leaders and friends, after settling them in, Liu Buli took Lu Wuming to the Medicine Master Valley sect leader's courtyard.
However, Shen Muzhi was busy organizing the martial arts tournament and was not present in the courtyard. When the two pushed the door open, they found You Siqi sitting in the courtyard, struggling to control a ball of flame the size of a fist in his hand.
Upon hearing the door open, he looked up, and the flame in his hand immediately extinguished completely.
Liu Buli's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved closer to You Siqi, asking with a smile, "You have spiritual energy! It looks like you and Shen Muzhi are a couple now? Shall I congratulate you?"