Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 218 Decision
When traveling, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, both elders directly revealed the aura of their cultivation levels.

A Nascent Soul stage cultivation level is considered prestigious in the entire lower realm, and one would be looked up to wherever they go.

At this moment, the two Nascent Soul cultivators arrived together, and even the disciples guarding the Pure Yang Sword Sect had to greet them respectfully.

Elder Chuan Gong, as the person in charge of this mission, replied with his hands behind his back, exuding both swagger and politeness: "Please inform him that an elder from the Zheng Yang Sect has come to visit, as he has important matters to discuss."

Xiao Jian's eyes lit up, "The Zhengyang Sect?"

This sudden, unusual attitude caused the two elders to take a step back in surprise, both looking at each other with strange expressions. "?"

Xiao Jian's face lit up. "Is that the Zhengyang Sect that has been providing us with all sorts of Five Elements Elixirs?!"

Seeing the other person's happy expression, Chuan Gong thought that it was always good to have more friends when traveling. In case this disciple had a lot of influence in the Chunyang Sword Sect, he might be able to say some good things about their trip.

So he replied enthusiastically, "That's right, young friend, this is..."

"It's like this! Once, your sect sent us a shipment of Golden Spirit Pills, and we found a super-invincible, top-grade Five Elements Golden Spirit Pill mixed in. But the same pills haven't been sent in subsequent shipments. I was thinking of asking your sect to buy one, but my master told me not to get involved. Now that we've finally met people from your sect… are you really from the Zheng Yang Sect?!"

"Super invincible?"

"Top-grade spiritual pill?"

The Transmission Master and the Scripture Repository Elder looked at each other, not quite understanding the matter.

When Jianxu visited Zhengyang Sect last time, he didn't hide it from anyone and even brought many elders to greet him.

However, only the sect leader and a few directly involved individuals knew the details of the subsequent events, and even these few who knew the details were silenced by the sect leader.

Most of their elders were completely unaware that the reason for the last visit by people from the Pure Yang Sword Sect to the Zheng Yang Sect was because of this Golden Spirit Pill.

At present, the exact origin and details of this so-called Golden Elixir are unknown.

"Could it be that the sect has developed some new pill formula?"

"But aren't matters like pill orders handled by Elder Changding? How would we know?"

The two were frantically chirping crickets in their spiritual connection.

"But right now, making a good impression is more important, isn't it? Maybe they can put in a good word for us?"

"At worst, we can go back and ask who produced it and ask them for some more."

"Yes!"

After discussing it, the two exchanged glances and reached a tacit understanding.

Zang Jing immediately smiled and took over the conversation, "You mean that pill... it is indeed something like that, so what are you thinking, young friend?"

"Hehe~" Xiao Jian scratched his head and laughed, "I just wanted to ask if your sect could sell me some more of those Golden Spirit Pills? I'm willing to pay, a lot of money! A hundred times the normal price of Golden Spirit Pills!"

"Sigh~"

Before the two elders could utter a sound, they heard a gasp of shock.

Turning their heads, they saw that the eyes of the people in the forest who were traveling with them were filled with spirit stones.

"What's the big deal?" Zang Jing glanced at the young man with disdain.

He was already unhappy because the sect had gone to great lengths and even had to spend a lot of extra resources for this disciple.

Seeing him now greedy for money again over such a small amount, I felt displeased.

It's just a hundred times the price of a normal Golden Elixir, right? A normal Golden Elixir isn't that much more expensive, so what if it's a hundred times more?

The "super invincible top-grade spiritual pill" that the other party mentioned sounds incredibly powerful. The cost of refining it, including the effort required from the alchemist, must be incomparable to that of ordinary spiritual pills.

A top-grade elixir should be a top-grade elixir!

He looks like a country bumpkin who's never seen the world!

Shame!

“Price isn’t the most important issue. It’s just that we have important business to attend to on this mission to your esteemed sect, and we didn’t bring these pills with us…”

"It's no trouble at all. I would be very grateful if you could just ask around for me. If you have any, you can include it in your next order. We can discuss the price!"

As he spoke, Xiao Jian also took the initiative to bring up the important matter of the two elders, "Then please come with me to the reception room for a while, and I will have someone inform our foreign affairs elder to come over."

"Sorry to bother you, little friend."

"No trouble at all," Xiao Jian said with a grin, displaying great enthusiasm for getting things done.

Ever since he took that top-grade Golden Spirit Pill, he has been unable to forget that special feeling.

Genius! Who wouldn't want to be a genius?
Although the beginning of genius is painful, the end is also painful.

But would you rather be a mediocre person for life, or a genius for a day?

Xiao Jian chose the genius.

The feeling of rapid improvement in comprehension is so captivating. Even the simple musical scores that I used to find obscure became understandable under those circumstances.

Normally he used clumsy sword techniques, but after taking drugs, he used them with fluid grace, even defeating his own faction's senior brother, whom he had never been able to beat in a simple skill contest.

He could have endured the darkness if he had never seen the light.

But having experienced the feeling of being a genius once, he could never bear to return to his former mediocre self!

I need to take drugs!

I want to become a genius!

I will become the King of Kendo!

Xiao Jian rushed off to deliver the news.

Even the elders in charge of foreign affairs were amazed by his attitude.

"Little Jian'er, what happened today that makes you so happy?"

"The Zhengyang Sect has sent people! The Zhengyang Sect has sent people!" Important things must be repeated twice. Xiao Jian pulled the elder and tried to run towards the reception hall. "Elder, please go see them quickly! They need to go back and get me some pills after they finish their business!"

A disciple who overheard the news couldn't help but laugh. "Hey Xiao Jian, it's been so long, and you're still talking about that pill you mentioned?"

"Where in this world are there any pills that are so powerful? One pill can turn someone into a sword genius? I think Senior Brother Xiao might be hallucinating from eating too many mushrooms."

Xiao Jian looked displeased. "Then how are you going to explain how I was able to defeat Senior Brother head-on in the sword skills competition that day? You can't just say it was the result of my own efforts, can you?"

Immediately, someone looked at him with a smile, "Junior Brother Xiao is a bit too insecure... We all see how hard you work every day, even our master, Venerable Sword Void, has praised you. Isn't it normal to occasionally surpass Senior Brother once or twice?"

"Then you've worked very hard too?" Xiao Jian retorted, "When have you ever beaten Senior Brother?"

"Because I'm still not as hardworking as Junior Brother Xiao," the newcomer said matter-of-factly. "Junior Brother Xiao taught me one thing—where there's a will, there's a way." "Bullshit! That's drug addicts!" Xiao Jian waved his hand dismissively. "Whatever, believe it or not. I'll buy some more miraculous medicine from the Zheng Yang Sect and you can all see me beating up Senior Brother every day!"

"Ahem~" A tall and straight swordsman pushed through the crowd of onlookers and walked up to them. "Junior Brother Xiao, who are you planning to beat up?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Xiao Jian chuckled and shrank back, "Big...Senior Brother."

The surrounding disciples, eager for a good show, egged them on, shouting, "We're going to beat you up!"

"Xiao Jian is going to beat up Senior Brother again! Quick, go call everyone to come and see!"

Liu Mufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the events of that day.

Xiao Jian was indeed very strong that day.

His internal energy is strong, and his judgment of the timing of battle is also very sharp, which is indeed beyond his usual level.

As for the reason... he knew it too.

After all, it was he who went to visit the Zhengyang Sect with his master, Venerable Sword Void, that day.

However, his master had told him not to rely too much on external things after returning, and since his junior brother Xiao Jian had not shown any other abnormalities, he gradually stopped taking the matter to heart.

It seems that everyone else has let go, but Xiao Jian, the person involved, doesn't seem to have let go yet.

Is that pill really that powerful?

Otherwise, why would Junior Brother Xiao Jian be so preoccupied with it?

A thoughtful look flashed in Liu Mufeng's eyes.

I've heard lately that there's been quite a commotion over the Heavenly Abyss Demon Rift, and even the massive rift that their Pure Yang Sword Sect is responsible for guarding seems to be plagued by bad news. If the sect ever needs him to go to the front lines to lend a hand...

On the battlefield, let alone something like Junior Brother Xiao Jian's sudden burst of power that day, even gaining a little more strength is a responsibility to oneself and the rest of the sect.

"If you can get them back, give me two to try." Liu Mufeng patted Xiao Jian on the shoulder, picked up his sword, and strode away.

Seeing that even the top disciples of the Lufeng Sword Clan had shown interest, those disciples who had long been tempted by Xiao Jian's encouragement broke through the mainstream narrative and jumped out to curry favor with Xiao Jian.

"Senior Brother Xiao, don't forget me once you get your hands on the miraculous medicine! I've always been your loyal little fanboy!"

"Don't forget me, Senior Brother Xiao! See you tonight at Sword Practice Platform number eighteen! Your sword will break if you return!"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Xiao Jian patted his chest. "If I have something to eat, the brothers will have something to drink. When have I, Xiao Jian, ever eaten alone? If there's anything good, I'll definitely share it!"

"Sharing? I wonder if they received some benefits from the Zhengyang Sect, or if they're trying to scam orders for them?"

"If that miracle drug he talks about really works, I'll do a handstand and poop! I'll poop and eat it myself! I'll produce it myself and consume it myself, and I'll never bother anyone else!"

Xiao Jian got angry at being retorted, "Fine, fine! You said it! You Burning Heaven Sword Clan have guts!"

"It's me, it's me! If you're unhappy, just take drugs and we'll have a one-on-one sparring session!"

"Alright, let's go!" Seeing the disciples on both sides arguing noisily, the External Affairs Elder watched from the sidelines, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Didn't you say that the people from the Zheng Yang Sect have urgent business? Aren't you afraid that your divine medicine will grow legs and run away while you're still dawdling here?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xiao Jian turned his head, bowing his head obsequiously, "Elder, please hurry, the people from the Zhengyang Sect are all very nice!"

"So this is how they get a voice?" the Foreign Affairs Elder said with a grin.

As the person in charge of external affairs for the Chunyang Sword Sect, his job has always been easy.

Just remember one thing: above the self, everyone is equal; below the self, there is a clear hierarchy.

If a medium-sized sect like the Zhengyang Sect comes to us, whatever he says or does will be accepted without question.

The so-called thunder and rain are all acts of kindness from the highest authority.

I'll help out when I'm in a good mood, but I won't care when I'm in a bad mood.

Anyway, with the sect backing him up, as long as he doesn't go too far in his actions, he's never messed up.

Therefore, he was already desensitized to the phrase "discuss important matters" that Xiao Jian was currently conveying, and was not in a hurry at all.

If this kid weren't Elder Jianxu's disciple, and wasn't so eager to speak up for him, he would have had to let him wait a while to put them on the defensive, so they wouldn't make any demands that would put him in a difficult position.

The four people in the forest sat in the reception room and waited patiently for less than half an hour before they saw an old man walking quickly ahead of Xiao Jian.

The old man smiled without saying a word, appearing to be very easy to talk to.

"I wonder what has caused the two elders of the Zhengyang Sect to come together. We are all brother sects in the same prefecture. If there is anything you need help with, please tell us."

“Elder, you are so kind. Then we will speak frankly.” Chuan Gong stepped forward and gestured to Lin Jian, who was standing a step behind him, saying, “We have come here for the sake of our sect’s disciple, Lin Jian.”

"Oh? So it's Junior Nephew Lin. I've heard so much about you." The Foreign Affairs Elder smiled warmly, but inwardly rolled his eyes.

'What forest? Never heard of it!'

The geniuses of those amateur sects would be nothing but rubbish in the Pure Yang Sword Sect.

Even becoming a true disciple of one of the Five Elements Sword Clans would be difficult enough, let alone coming here specifically for him... yue~
"We have come here to secure a place for our disciple to study in your sect's Sword Ruins Secret Realm. For this purpose, we have prepared a generous gift!"

"What?!" The Foreign Affairs Elder, completely disregarding the instruction, abruptly interrupted the conversation, slamming his hand on the tea table beside him, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Your disciple wants to enter the Sword Ruins Secret Realm?!"

The cultivator's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant. "Elder, what do you mean...?"

"Impossible!" The Foreign Affairs Elder frowned and waved his hand sharply, saying, "If you came here for this matter, you can go back now!"

"But won't the elders listen to the conditions we're willing to pay..."

"No interest, no interest!"

The spots for the Sword Ruins Secret Realm are highly sought after even within their Pure Yang Sword Sect.

Disciples of the Five Families often fight tooth and nail for a single spot.

There weren't enough for their own disciples, so they had to give one or two out.

If those disciples find out, wouldn't they be camped out at his residence every day, plotting revenge?
You can't do it, you can't do it.

The master of transmission and the master of the scriptures exchanged glances, their expressions both rather grim.

The other party's attitude was somewhat unexpected.

They knew that the spots in the Sword Ruins Secret Realm were precious even within the Pure Yang Sword Sect, but they never expected that the other party wouldn't even give them a chance to speak.

They refused outright without even hearing what price they were willing to pay, which made it really difficult for them to save face.

Even if not for the disciples, it's for the sect's reputation.

"What? Aren't you leaving yet?" The Foreign Affairs Elder glanced at the two of them.

(End of this chapter)