These martial arts followers, instead of focusing on improving their skills, spend their ti scheming against each other.
Zhu Yue had spent so ti in the Demon Sect, and Gu Shengyin didn’t need to deliberately hide anything from him, so Zhu Yue had a relatively clear understanding of the Demon Sect’s strength.
Without comparison, there is no discrepancy.
At least in Zhu Yue’s view, in the recent days, he didn’t see any advantage in the Central Plains Martial World over the Demon Sect, whether in the younger generation or among top experts.
Yet these martial arts people remain complacent and look down on the so-called Barbarians Beyond the Passes.
Zhu Yue thought, perhaps the saying "sitting in a well and viewing the sky" applies to these people?
Cheng Mingyue, however, returned to her family after returning to the Martial Arts Alliance.
Cheng Zhen, now in his senior years, doted on Cheng Mingyue, his only daughter, almost to the point of granting her every wish.
After Cheng Mingyue blushingly made such a request, he was a bit surprised: "You want to propose a marriage now?"
What Cheng Mingyue had just ntioned was precisely this matter.
Although Cheng Zhen felt it was sowhat improper for a young lady to bring this up, for children of the Jianghu, there was nothing wrong with being straightforward and bold.
However...
He frowned: "Zhu Yue has lost his mory now; it might be better to wait until he recovers his mory, and then your father can visit your master to discuss it in detail."
Zhu Yue’s mory loss had been kept secret from others involved, but prominent figures like Cheng Zhen in the martial world were aware of it.
Upon hearing her father’s words, Cheng Mingyue beca anxious.
She wanted to take advantage of her senior brother’s current amnesia and turn cooked rice into a done deal.
After all, she was well aware of her senior brother’s attitude towards her.
Her senior brother didn’t like her; if he had a clear mory, he would never agree to marry her.
But things were different now.
With her senior brother having lost all his mories, if her master were to persuade him, and she devotedly accompanied him...
She couldn’t believe her senior brother could remain unmoved!
Cheng Mingyue never considered that after spending over a decade with Zhu Yue, growing up together, no one had more advantage than her in being close to him.
Yet even in such circumstances, she had failed to capture Zhu Yue’s heart, let alone now?
She was relentless, and Cheng Zhen, who had always been powerless against his daughter, agreed with her.
Having promised his daughter, just two days later, Cheng Zhen personally set out and went to the Martial Arts Alliance.
He went to seek Mu Qingfeng.
Mu Qingfeng, upon hearing his purpose, hesitated: "Brother Cheng, you know that Yueyue has no mory right now; making a hasty decision might be inappropriate."
Cheng Zhen stroked his beard and smiled: "Brother Qingfeng, you worry too much. My Mingyue grew up with Zhu Yue, both becoming your disciples; they are practically a match made in heaven."
Mu Qingfeng was sowhat moved by these words.
In his heart, his eldest disciple and youngest disciple indeed matched extrely well.
However, he has always been a master who respects his disciples, especially now that the eldest disciple is already the esteed Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch—it wouldn’t be right for him to make such a personal decision for him.
So Mu Qingfeng said, "Why don’t I call Yueyue here, and Brother Cheng can ask his opinion face-to-face?"
Cheng Zhen didn’t oppose this; in his opinion, his Mingyue was naturally perfect, and no one could possibly refuse her.
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