Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 84: Sword...Sword Intent? (Part )

The other four people from the Zhengyang Sect who were participating in the competition arrived early. Even Li Qingyu, who was a physical cultivator, showed his down-to-earth spirit and ran all the way across the forest. On the contrary, Lin Jian, who flew from the sky with Chunxue on a sword, arrived the latest.

As soon as he saw Lin Jian, Li Qingyu couldn't help but come forward and complain, "Why are you so slow? Everyone is waiting for you to eat. I'm starving."

As teams representing four sects, everyone is a leader among their peers.

Whether you're trying to gather intelligence on your opponent or just want to get to know them, it's normal to have a short social gathering the night before the competition begins.

They are all talented elites from various sects, so it is normal for them to have some temper.

Lin Jian's late arrival undoubtedly caused dissatisfaction among several monks who had been waiting for a long time. The main reason was that he came so slowly, his cultivation was not high, and the flying sword he used was not very famous, making him look like the easiest to bully.

A cultivator slowly walked to the side of Lin Jian, and peeked at the flying sword that Lin Jian had retracted behind him. "Little brother, what kind of sword are you using? Why is there no marking on it? Could it be a random brand sword?"

Another sword cultivator, Bao Jian, stood in the distance, grinning contemptuously, "Brother! We all use the Spirit Sword Sect's 'Ji' series flying swords here, or at least the 'Chi' series. You use a cheap sword, no wonder you're late. If you use a cheap sword, I don't think you're worthy of sitting with us!"

"Who uses this kind of nameplate-less, no-name sword anyway? Whose responsibility would it be if it exploded in battle? Wouldn't it kill anyone if it exploded while they were flying it? Those who dare to buy this kind of sword are truly conceited."

"Don't say that. After all, not everyone has such good taste as us."

Haruyuki stood behind Lin Jian, clenching his fists tightly. "It's hard! My fists are hard!"

"I know you are very tough, but don't be tough yet." Lin Jian also clenched his fists, planning to start the four-sect competition in advance.

Before the fight began in the forest, another fiery voice rang out, "Are you guys bullying me because I have no one in the Zhengyang Sect?!"

The handsome male cultivator reached out to pull her, "Qinghan, what are you doing? Aren't they venting their anger on you?!"

Sun Qinghan threw away his tugging hand and said, "I don't care about your business! You've even bullied our Zhengyang Sect! I think you're playing with fire!"

He strode to the front of the forest, his eyes scanning the surroundings provocatively. "If you want to fight, just say so. Stop whining. Let's decide the winner here first. The loser will just concede when the fight starts tomorrow. This will save us some time for the competition."

Li Qingyu was even more direct. She took out her big knife, which was longer than Lin Jian's, and smashed it to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, Yun Feiyang's voice was transmitted quietly and reached Lin Jian's ears, "Don't act rashly, they are just trying to deceive you."

There are all kinds of people, and of course there are some stupid and foolish ones among them.

But being chosen by each sect as their representative doesn't mean he can't even do this superficial work.

The current targeting can only be attributed to the strange combination of Lin Jian's first-level foundation-building cultivation and being respected as the leader by the other four, which really puzzled them.

To the extent that I lowered my price just to test the waters first.

But because of Sun Qinghan's interruption, this wave of attempts had to end like this.

"You all must be hungry after coming all this way, right?" A female cultivator wearing the robes of the Xianyi Sect stepped forward with a gentle smile to smooth things over. "We in the Xianyi Sect have already prepared some top-quality spiritual food for you to enjoy. We hope you will do us the honor of joining us."

The cultivators in the field immediately laughed and responded enthusiastically, "I've heard that the spiritual food of the Immortal Sect is excellent. Today I finally have the chance to feast on it!"

"Yes, yes, I have been fasting for many years, and now I also want to try the characteristics of the Xianyi Sect."

As the group of people followed, the female cultivator, who had been smiling gently, finally arrived in front of Lin Jian. She curiously glanced at Chunxue, who was standing beside Lin Jian, and finally looked at Lin Jian's face. "Fellow Daoist, please go and take a look too. The spiritual food we prepared is almost free of impurities and will not cause any harm to your health."

Even a Jindan stage cultivator who has achieved complete fasting can still obtain energy more efficiently by eating.

However, most water-based foods contain impurities, so expelling them can require more energy than the energy absorbed from the food. However, the Xianyi Sect's spiritual food is able to maintain a pleasant taste while being virtually free of impurities, making it a specialty of Longxiang Prefecture.

Hearing that there was something delicious, Chunxue, who was standing aside, was so greedy that her mouth was watering.

The little hand pulled the corner of Lin Jian's clothes, and begged with sparkling eyes, "Go, go, go~"

Lin Jian retracted his gaze and readily agreed to the female cultivator's invitation, "That would be troublesome."

"It's not a bother, it's not a bother." The female cultivator smiled gently and casually, "Fellow Daoist, you can call me Hu Feifei. I wonder what you should call the female companion next to you?"

"Spring snow in the woods."

The two chatted casually, and were the last of the group to walk towards the dinner venue prepared by the Xianyi Sect.

Until they reached the destination, all kinds of exquisite spiritual food emitting abundant spiritual energy were placed in front of everyone.

The entire dinner venue was obviously carefully taken care of. All the unintrusive flowers, plants and trees were cleared away, leaving only a layer of soft grass mat underfoot.

The few remaining small trees have also been trimmed and fully integrated into this cultural activity filled with natural atmosphere.

The cultivator in the middle of it all smiled and casually asked Hu Feifei, who was leading the whole thing, "We just arrived, and I didn't expect the Xianyi Sect to have already prepared this place like this. I see there are a lot of flowers, plants and small animals from nearby in the spiritual food. It seems like they really put a lot of thought into it."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene suddenly became silent.

Everyone stared at Hu Feifei, who was in charge of everything on behalf of Xianyi Sect, waiting for her to give a satisfactory answer.

Obviously, it is not just Elder Tong of Zhengyang Sect who suspects that other sects have inside information.

Hu Feifei remained calm and smiled slightly. "We, the Xianyi Sect, are the closest to this place and were indeed the first to arrive. In order to provide you fellow Taoists with a comfortable environment for preparation, we have specially asked all the accompanying disciples to speed up the preparation of this venue. What do you think?"

"Haha! The Xianyi Sect is so thoughtful."

"I told you that Xianyi Sect couldn't possibly run away without telling us."

"The environment is good, but the people aren't good." Amidst the bustle, a slightly sarcastic voice rang out, "Can anyone tell me how this mortal woman got in?!"

Everyone looked over and saw Haruyuki, who had just picked up and chewed half of an unknown animal's claw, being grabbed by the wrist.

There were still some brown flesh residues on her snow-white little face, and her eyes looked innocent and pitiful when she was suddenly caught.

Standing there blankly like a child abandoned by the whole world...

"call out!"

An invisible sword energy crossed a space of several feet and arrived in an instant.

The monk was caught off guard and didn't even notice the invasion of the sword energy. It was not until he discovered that his right hand seemed to be out of control.
"Hand! My hand!" Looking at his right arm that was broken at the palm, the male cultivator widened his eyes and wailed in fear.

Before he could wail, a figure flashed by and took away Haruyuki's body, preventing her white gauze dress from being stained by blood.

The sword cultivators around stared blankly at the place where the sword energy had just passed, and uttered words in confusion.

"Sword... sword intent?"

(End of this chapter)