After transmigrating into the body of the protagonist's childhood friend, he was targeted by a

His reminder brought the others to their senses as well.

Minghe suddenly realized, "So it was him. No wonder that name sounded so familiar. I admired him quite a bit back then; he had such strong willpower, managing to kneel outside the sect for three years."

Yan Lingcang nodded: "He does have talent and perseverance. It's just a pity that he's too obsessed. If he can't get out of his obsession, he's unlikely to go far."

Elder Xuanqing: "So I'm wondering if the Myriad Swords Sect's desire to exchange disciples this time is specifically for you?"

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

If there really is such a past connection, then the actions of the Myriad Swords Sect make sense.

Lin Zhixu thought about the original plot.

It seems they really did come for Yan Lingcang.

Yan Qinghan is Yan Lingcang's only stan.

After arriving at Tianheng Sect, he targeted Luo Yiyan at every turn.

The two were at odds and disliked each other, causing quite a few troubles.

It wasn't until Luo Yiyan defeated him in the sect competition with his true skills that this one-sided contest came to an end.

Elder Xuanqing pondered for a moment and said, "We will discuss this matter at a meeting of all the elders another day. Let's adjourn for today."

Yu Linzhou stood up, patted Lin Zhixu on the shoulder, and said to Elder Xuanqing, "If you come to a conclusion, remember to reserve a spot for my disciple."

Elder Xuanqing nodded helplessly in agreement.

After leaving the Discipline Hall, Yan Lingcang turned to look at Yu Linzhou: "You actually let him go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

"What do you know?" Yu Linzhou walked ahead with his hands behind his back, chin slightly raised, his tone revealing a sense of superiority from someone who had been there all along. "If you love him, you have to give him freedom. Tying someone to your side will only backfire, and of course a blockhead like you wouldn't understand this."

Yan Lingcang was silent for a moment, his gaze lingering on the man's face for a long time, as if trying to confirm whether the man in front of him had been possessed.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "It's ironic to hear you say that."

Yu Linzhou glanced at him sideways: "I am better than you in every aspect, and naturally I am too when it comes to love."

Yan Lingcang withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Luo Yiyan followed behind, looking at this and that, and leaned close to Lin Zhixu's ear with a puzzled expression: "What are they saying? I don't quite understand."

Lin Zhixu remained expressionless: "They're probably just comparing themselves to others again."

Luo Yiyan nodded in sudden realization.

……

Three days later, the elders reached a conclusion after deliberation.

As expected, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's proposal was approved. The disciple exchange will last for one month, with both sides sending disciples to each other's sects for study and exchange.

Lin Zhixu stood watching Yu Linzhou stuff things into his storage bag: spirit stones, pills, talismans, changes of clothes, and even two quilts. His eyes twitched involuntarily.

He couldn't help but ask again, "Do you really agree to let me go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"

Yu Linzhou didn't even look up, his hands still moving: "What's there to disagree about? You're just going to have fun for a month, it's not like you're never coming back."

Lin Zhixu looked at the storage bag, which was already bulging, and fell silent.

He went to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect as an exchange disciple, not to flee. Does this guy even know what "traveling light" means?

Yu Linzhou seemed to see through his inner turmoil, took out a talisman shimmering with dark purple lightning from his storage bag, and waved it at him: "These are all necessities. This lightning-summoning talisman was drawn by my own hand, and it's quite powerful. If you encounter someone who doesn't know what's good for them in the Myriad Swords Sect, don't waste words with them, just use this to strike them down."

Lin Zhixu: "...?"

Seeing his expression, Yu Linzhou smiled and put the talisman into his storage bag, adding, "Just kidding. But this time I've arranged a follower for you. If a fight really breaks out, let him go first, and you can just watch from behind."

Lin Zhixu was slightly taken aback: "Who?"

His first thought was Luo Yiyan, but then he thought it was unlikely.

"That kid who always follows you around, his surname is Zhou, what's his name again?"

Yu Linzhou frowned and thought for a moment. He never paid much attention to people other than his own disciples. It was already a favor that they remembered his surname.

Lin Zhixu asked in surprise, "You mean Zhou Tong?"

Yu Linzhou clapped his hands: "Yes, that's him. I was worried you'd get bored over there since you're unfamiliar with the place, so I found you someone you know to keep you company."

He took a half step closer, bent down slightly, and looked up at Lin Zhixu with a mischievous smile in his eyes: "How about it? Aren't you touched? If you are, give me a kiss as a reward."

Lin Zhixu looked at him expressionlessly, the slight emotion she had felt earlier vanishing instantly.

He knew this guy's frivolity wouldn't last more than three seconds.

Yu Linzhou straightened up: "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Everything's packed for you. Don't forget to meet me at the foot of the mountain tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM). I have some things to take care of, so I'll be going now."

Lin Zhixu gave a mumbled "hmm" and watched him leave.

Looking at his clean and neat figure, Lin Zhixu was somewhat lost in thought.

They just left like that?

Yu Linzhou has been too normal lately, so normal that Yu Linzhou is starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

Is it really because he rejected him that he decided to give up and wanted to get along with him as a normal master and disciple?

It wasn't until he saw Yu Linzhou again at the foot of the mountain the next day that Lin Zhixu finally understood why the man had left so decisively the night before.

Yu Linzhou changed into a brand-new purple brocade robe, his hair was tied up neatly, and he looked more serious than usual. He stood at the front of the group with his hands behind his back.

As Lin Zhixu approached, he raised his chin, unable to suppress the smug smile on his lips: "I am the team leader this time. Surprised? Unexpected?"

Lin Zhixu: "..."

At that moment, he felt a sense of relief.

He stepped forward, stopped in front of Yu Linzhou, glanced at him, and said in a flat tone, "I know."

Yu Linzhou was originally waiting for Lin Zhixu to retort, and he even prepared his rebuttal, but the other party just brushed it off so lightly, which made him feel like he punched cotton.

He cleared his throat and instructed everyone to count the number of people and check their luggage.

Zhou Tong's palms were sweating with nervousness as Chu Yan kept nagging him to be careful and take good care of himself.

Zhou Tong: "..."

Master! Stop chanting "Master"!

Zhou Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief when everyone was about to depart and boarded the flying boat.

Chu Yan is good in every way, except that he worries too much.

She's been nagging me since I started packing last night, and I've been repeating to myself this morning that I should keep my socks and coat separate.

He's not a three-year-old anymore, is it really that big of a deal?

Zhou Tong leaned against the ship's railing, looking at the sect receding into the distance below, and suddenly realized that this was the first time he had been separated from Chu Yan since he had known him for so long.

And this separation would last for a month. Thinking of this, Zhou Tong couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Lin Zhixu watched him change his expression constantly, and couldn't help but remain silent.

Is this how all couples in the ambiguous stage of dating act?

How can intangible cultural heritage be lost? Aren't these all inheritors?