Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 920: If I Recall Correctly, All I Wanted Was Just to Purchase a Sword
When Lu Yang awoke once more and saw the familiar canopy of leaves overhead, he knew Yun Zhi had brought him back to Heaven’s Gate Peak.
Whenever he was tired from cultivation, he would often lie beneath these trees, enjoying a moment of tranquility.
Heaven’s Gate Peak is still the most reassuring place.
I wonder how long I’ve been unconscious.
Come to think of it, I seem to have had a strange dream. Inside it, Big Senior Sister had taken me as her shifu, and I’d taught her Sword Dao.
Thank goodness it was just a dream.
Exhaling a sigh of relief, Lu Yang turned his head and saw Yun Zhi seated beside him. She was peeling an apple for him, her face blank, blending into the background like she was part of a painting.
Lu Yang jolted, sitting up abruptly. “Big Senior Sister!”
Yun Zhi lifted an eyelid and casually handed him the peeled apple. “Awake? You suffered immense mental shock at the Sword Tower ruins and fell unconscious. I suggest you rest well for a few days.”
“Yes, yes!”
Lu Yang gingerly accepted the apple, as if it were some magical treasure that could explode at any moment.
“Sword Tower ruins?” Lu Yang noticed a peculiar term.
Yun Zhi looked at him oddly. Is Little Junior Brother’s mind still fuzzy from waking? “After two successive major battles, the Sword Tower was reduced to rubble. Surely you don’t think that place can still be called the Sword Tower?
“More than half of the spirit swords in the sword vault were also lost in the battle. Restoring them all will take at least a century.”
Lu Yang shrank his neck, feeling somewhat apologetic toward the Sword Tower.
I’d visited the Sword Tower once, yet it collapsed, and the spirit swords in the sword vault are no more.
“But the good news is that the Sword Tower Supreme Lord’s remnant soul survived using the method you taught. All of Sword Tower is deeply grateful to you.”
For the Sword Tower, as long as the Sword Tower Supreme Lord survived, losing the building and spirit swords were minor issues.
“You obtained the Chengying Sword at the Sword-Seeking Grand Ceremony. When I left, the Sword Tower requested that I pass it to you.” With a flick, the paring knife in Yun Zhi’s hand was enveloped by a long, pitch-black shadow. The knife elongated, gradually merging with the shadow until it became a sword as dark as the shadow.
It was none other than the Chengying Sword.
After acquiring the Chengying Sword, the Heaven Mandate Immortal deemed it below the level of immortal artifacts and hadn’t used it against Hui Doudou. During the battle, he had tossed it aside, sparing it from calamity.
With Liu Ningxuan dead, Lu Yang was finally the true master of both the Chengying Sword and the Seven Stars Sword Set.
It was only upon taking the sword that Lu Yang recalled his original purpose for attending the Sword-Seeking Grand Ceremony—to purchase a suitable sword from the Sword Tower.
Everything that followed was accidental.
Lu Yang stowed the Chengying Sword away properly. He was currently not in the appropriate state to have the Chengying Sword recognize him as its master.
“Now, who will explain what’s going on with this corpse?” From behind, Yun Zhi produced a charred corpse that was beyond recognition.
Hui Doudou was too ruthless. The Heaven Mandate Immortal’s body held no artifact-refinement value, barely even useful as a material for refining magical treasures. Yun Zhi found this rather regrettable.
“I heard from the Sword Tower that this corpse is the Heaven Mandate Immortal?”
“Mmhm. According to the Immortal Fairy’s analysis, the real Heaven Mandate Immortal failed in either the ‘Corpse Slashing Method’ or the ‘Corpse-Liberation Transcendence Method,’ thus splitting off this corpse with its own will.”
“Just as I thought,” Yun Zhi mumbled.
“Both methods can make one stronger. I believe the Heaven Mandate Immortal had to take the risk to deal with Hui Dou...Senior Gray Immortal Fairy.”
Yun Zhi nodded. It aligns with my speculation. This is definitely not the real Heaven Mandate Immortal.
Had it been the real Heaven Mandate Immortal, he would have lasted until she arrived, not dying so quickly. This Heaven Mandate Immortal lacked experience fighting peers and only knew to overwhelm others with his cultivation.
“Given how many immortal artifacts the Heaven Mandate corpse forged, he likely prepared to fight the real Heaven Mandate Immortal.”
Yun Zhi found it a pity. During the battle, Hui Doudou had melted the artifacts into mixed immortal gold, which would stay a worthless heap of scrap unless they were separated. Among the people she knew, no one was capable of separating such mixed immortal gold.
Yun Zhi identified the underlying issue. No one had guarded the Heaven Mandate Immortal’s cultivation.
Both methods carry high risks of failure. Logically, the Heaven Mandate Immortal should have sought help to guard his cultivation. That way, even if he failed, the Heaven Mandate corpse wouldn’t have been able to escape.
Why hadn’t the Qilin Immortal and the Qilin Immortal looked out for him?
But such matters don’t need to be voiced, lest Little Junior Brother become too involved.
Yun Zhi felt helpless. Although I try my best to prevent Little Junior Brother from participating in matters related to ancient immortals, he always gets closer and closer whenever I’m not paying attention.
The last time I’d felt this way was when I taught him spells.
“Speaking of which, my safe return owes much to the Qingfeng Sword you gifted me, Big Senior Sister.” Lu Yang grinned. The Qingfeng Sword’s small world had saved his life.
“Big Senior Sister, I have a conjecture: to evade Hui Doudou’s perception, could the Heaven Mandate Immortal and the others have decided to hide in a small world like what I did?”
“It’s possible. But small worlds are too numerous to search, and that’s not including the many hidden ones that remain undiscovered.”
Mobile small worlds like the Dragon Pearl and the Qingfeng Sword were rare, but fixed ones were innumerable.
Small worlds were a type of secret domain, worlds carved out by cultivators. From ancient times until now, who knew how many had been created?
Furthermore, even the universe above harbored countless undiscovered small worlds. Those who had created them and left legacies deliberately concealed their locations, leaving cultivators of later generations to search slowly.
In their words, this was called fate and affinity.
“Ah? Lu Yang, you’re awake?” A cheerful voice sounded behind Yun Zhi.
Yun Mengmeng stepped around her, holding a freshly woven flower garland, looking at Lu Yang in delight. “I never imagined you to be the Little Junior Brother Little Zhi often talks about. Both of us are truly fated! If I had known you were from the Dao-Seeking Sect, I would have asked you how to get there when we had hotpot.”
Lu Yang remarked inwardly, I also didn’t know that your single-minded “good sister” was Big Senior Sister. If I had known you knew her, I would have eaten hotpot elsewhere.
Yun Mengmeng gently placed the flower garland on his head. “This is a blessing from where we’re from, wishing you safety and peace.”
Lu Yang felt somewhat touched. Although Yun Mengmeng had sabotaged me, that wasn’t on purpose, and her nature is kind.
Then Yun Mengmeng sighed with emotion. “You really can sleep. No wonder you’re Little Zhi’s junior brother. You’re exactly like her. Once you’re asleep, there’s no waking you up.
“I even suggested that Little Zhi take you as her shifu, but she was coy and hesitant. As the saying goes, ‘an accomplished person can become a teacher.’ Though Little Zhi is older than you, her swordsmanship indeed can’t compare to yours. She’s just too proud. If you ask me, that’s no big deal. When we played house as kids, she often called me mom...”
Lu Yang broke out in a cold sweat. He dared not listen further.
Yun Zhi rose silently, placed a hand on Yun Mengmeng’s shoulder, and smiled at her.
“Mengmeng, we sisters haven’t seen each other in ages. I didn’t expect you to have broken through to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage. Come, let’s find somewhere to spar.”
