Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 100 Little girl, your life is in danger.

Having agreed to drink together on the mountain, Wang Su bid farewell to his fellow disciples from the Yueyang School.

Turning back, I heard Pei Xia whispering to Xu Shangxin.

"Their sand-binding knife is quite sophisticated, can you tell? Look, the blade is like a comb, seemingly leaky yet not leaky..."

"Ahem!" Wang Su coughed heavily, his expression unusually unfriendly. "Young Master Pei, I kindly asked someone to give Miss Xu some pointers, isn't this... inappropriate?"

Pei Xia, lying on the horse's back, spread her hands at him: "They have to use it eventually. Is it my fault that someone has seen through my true nature? Even if I watched your 'exquisite music and dance' a hundred times, I still wouldn't be able to learn it."

Wang Su twitched the corner of his mouth.

That's not entirely wrong. If your Sand-Wrapping Blade technique was so easily figured out after just one use, then it just means your family's unique skill isn't "unique" enough.

Wang Su pondered for a while and felt that it was because he had never met someone like Pei Xia.

This man looked to be in his early twenties. I wonder how he cultivated himself. His thorough understanding of martial arts is simply astonishing.

Even their Lingxiao Sword Sect's inherited "Linglang Music and Dance".

Pei Xia said he could not learn it even if he watched it a hundred times, and Wang Su believed him.

But if he said he would learn it after watching it 101 times, Wang Su would believe him.

"Alright, alright, why bother learning the Sand-Tying Knife? We should hurry on our way and get some rest when we reach the mountain."

Li Tan smoothed things over and urged everyone to get back on their way.

After leaving Junma City, it only took a few days to travel before entering Lingxiao Mountain.

Although they are not considered top-tier in Youzhou, compared to the Shuzhou, which has the Great Feather Royal Family in charge, the sects in Youzhou are generally larger in scale.

Lingxiao Mountain is the collective name for several mountains stretching west of Junma City, and it is considered to be under the jurisdiction of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Compared to Mengshan, Lingxiaoshan's environment is noticeably less pristine. Although it is equally lush and green, with birds singing and flowers blooming, traces of human activity can be seen on everything, including the mountain paths.

Wang Su explained to Pei Xia and the others that the local mountain people often went into the mountains to hunt, gather herbs, and cut down trees, and the sect did not prohibit them from doing so.

The vast Lingxiao Mountain actually only has one main sect located in the middle, where most of the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect also live.

As we walked deeper into the mountain path, we didn't feel anything yet.

When the mountain gate actually appeared before everyone's eyes, Xu Shangxin, Li Tan, and Lu Li were all stunned.

Ten-zhang-high blue stone pillars lined the courtyard, and the square white marble floor tiles stretched as far as the eye could see. In the distance, amidst the scattered rocks, magnificent and tall pavilions and buildings climbed one another. In particular, on the top of the green mountain behind the huge main hall, an unknown height of green stone sword stood proudly.

The overwhelming grandeur of the sect left the three naive girls wide-eyed with astonishment.

Let's not talk about Xu Shangxin and Lu Li.

Although Li Tan came from a sect and from a prosperous place like Shuzhou in Ling Kingdom, precisely because of this, her imagination of the scale of a sect was rather narrow.

Even if it's as far away as Canglu and Leyang, at least in Shuzhou, apart from Zhangsheng Palace, all those Jianghu sects, whether they're dragons or tigers, have to lie low.

Even a powerful clan like the Snow Swallow Sect can only occupy a mere Nest Snow Peak.

Wang Su walked ahead, proudly introducing the statues to Pei Xia and the others. He pointed to the white stone statues resembling small mountains on both sides of the mountain gate: "These two are the nameless ancestor who left behind the sword dance tradition, and the immortal Fuyao who founded our Lingxiao Sword Sect."

"That red-roofed building in front is the current bounty hall of the sect. After you've settled in, I'll take Jiao Liang and Xu Yue to report back."

"The one further ahead is the alchemy room. Our Lingxiao Sword Sect has three fourth-level alchemists, two of whom are in charge of alchemy and one of whom is in charge of weapon crafting."

"That hundred-zhang-long corridor lying horizontally is our sect's Enlightenment Corridor. All the sect's cultivation techniques and martial arts are there, and it cannot be easily entered or exited..."

Wang Su spoke eloquently, and the three girls, young and old, listened attentively, nodding frequently. Xu Shangxin raised her hand and pointed to the giant sword in the mountain behind the main hall: "Is that the symbol of the Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

Wang Su looked up and glanced at it: "No, it was built last year, it's just decoration."

The older brother awkwardly touched his nose.

Oh right, the Lingxiao Sect only started practicing swordsmanship in recent years, so they certainly wouldn't have such a mark of inheritance.

Wang Su added, "However, there is also a sword-fighting arena on the top of that mountain where sects hold their tests and competitions. The sword-fighting tournament will be held there in a few days."

As Wang Su explained things along the way, the group gradually made their way into the sect.

Perhaps because it was too spacious, there weren't many cultivators or disciples to be seen along the way. Occasionally, they would walk by in twos and threes, some going to the Bounty Hall and others to the Pill Refining Chamber.

To avoid attracting attention, Pei Xia dismounted early and led the horse behind.

He had traveled the martial world in his early years and had seen a lot of things. The Lingxiao Sword Sect was only of ordinary size. The truly extravagant ones, such as the Lingxuan Pavilion headquarters, were comparable to a city in terms of size alone.

Because they had to listen to Wang Su's introduction, the group walked very slowly. Pei Xia carried a gourd of wine, taking sips from time to time. He was feeling rather bored when, in the blink of an eye, he suddenly saw a familiar figure next to a blue stone pillar.

Xia Xuan was still wearing her waist-cinching long dress, which was both graceful and showed off her slender figure as a woman of the martial arts world. Even if her face was not visible, her cool and independent temperament was eye-catching just by standing there.

The renowned divine treasure "Azure Sparrow," famous throughout Youzhou, was casually placed at her feet, leaning against a courtyard pillar.

She was holding a warm oil paper package in her hands, and carefully pinched out a soft dumpling from it and put it into her mouth.

Her red lips pursed, her eyes slightly narrowed, she looked very happy while eating.

The alchemy room of the Lingxiao Sword Sect is indeed extraordinary. Although the pills were poorly made, Master Su's skill in using the alchemy furnace to make pastries was truly exceptional.

Why doesn't our Xuange Sword Mansion have such talent?

She was so engrossed in eating that she couldn't help but sway gently, her long skirt fluttering and revealing glimpses of her full, rounded legs.

Before she knew it, she had leaned against the blue sparrow beside her. Suddenly, Xia Xuan's eyes regained their clarity.

Qingque's sword hilt just moved slightly.

Since coming down the mountain, the bluebird has only moved without being called once.

The girl held the oil paper package and looked around.

The spacious Lingxiao Sword Sect mountain gate square was sparsely populated. After searching for a while, she only saw a few figures leading horses in a corner deep inside. But soon, those people also turned into the pavilion.

Qingque couldn't be wrong; either he had encountered another "weirdo," or that panda-eyed guy from Junma City had also come.

Well... the girl leaned back against the pillar and started eating her sweet treat again.

My master said that those who possess sword energy are rare geniuses. If I could spar with one, it would greatly benefit my swordsmanship.

The Sword Trial of the Lingxiao Sword Sect is getting more and more interesting.

When she found the last few meatballs in the oil-paper package, she clasped her hands together to collect them, ignoring the oil stains, and stuffed them into her bosom.

"Give that Qin girl a taste too."

She lifted Qingque with her toes, dropped her sword into her hand, and then, with a sway of her long skirt, walked briskly towards her residence.

Completely unaware that on the main hall pavilion at the other end of the square, a figure dressed in a gold-embroidered purple robe was staring at her.

(End of this chapter)