Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 1 The flying sword I just bought!
Lin Jian looked at the Fan Tiejian in his hand, which had accompanied him through eight years of his immortal cultivation career, and sighed softly, "After all, you are not worthy of me..."

Eight years! Do you know how he spent these eight years?
Five years of Qi training and three years of sword training.

Until this morning, he finally got the recognition of his master and obtained the sword-controlling qualification certificate.

From today on, I can finally tell others loudly that I am a swordsman!

The prerequisite is to buy a flying sword that belongs only to me first!

Lin Jian picked up his eighteen ordinary storage bags, took all the spirit stones he had worked hard to earn since he crossed into the world of immortal cultivation, left the mountain gate and went to the market.

"I want to buy a sword!"

Arriving at the Lingjian Sect's shop, Lin Jian cast aside his usual timidity and slammed the counter loudly with great enthusiasm.

A figure suddenly jumped up from under the vermilion lacquered solid wood counter, looking at Lin Jian with a gleaming face. "Buying a flying sword? What rank do you want?"

Lin Jian looked at the entire wall of flying swords behind the counter and felt that his eyes were not enough.

The flying swords of various shapes were placed in exquisite wooden boxes, each emitting an extraordinary aura. The vibrant energy could be felt even from a few steps away in the woods.

"Let me see that." Lin Jian pointed at a flying sword that was made of white ice and emitted a hint of coldness. He was already thinking about how many envious looks he would get when he used it to perform the flying sword technique to show off.

This is the greatest meaning of a swordsman’s life!
The shopkeeper had also seen Lin Jian's attire clearly by this time, his gaze focused on the eighteen storage bags hanging around his waist. Ordinary items! He paused for a moment.

The smile on his face faded slightly, and the shopkeeper said seriously, "I wonder how many spirit stones did you prepare?"

"Two hundred and seventy-four thousand seven hundred and twenty-three!"

The shopkeeper frowned slightly, holding on to a glimmer of hope, "Top grade?"

Lin Jian shook his head.

The shopkeeper sighed, somewhat uninterested, "Mid-grade?"

Lin Jian shook his head, his face serious, "Low quality."

The shopkeeper waved his hand, not wanting to bother with anything else. "Turn right and look in the grocery store next door."

"What do you mean?" Lin Jian raised his eyebrows, "You don't want to do business anymore?!"

The shopkeeper glanced at the eighteen storage bags on Lin Jian's waist. Ordinary items! He said calmly, "It's hard for me to do anything for you with such a small amount of money... Since you've come here for our Spirit Sword Sect, you should know that our signboard is worth only 100,000 spirit stones."

"Then how much money do you want?" Lin Jian was a little dissatisfied.

Think about how I have been getting up early and going to bed late for the past eight years, pounding medicine for my senior brother who refines pills, watering the herbs for my senior sister who grows spiritual herbs, and even volunteering to be the sandbag for my senior brother who practices physical cultivation. I have worked so hard to earn so much money, is it possible that I can't buy a flying sword?
The shopkeeper raised his hand and pointed at the white ice flying sword that Lin Jian had just chosen. "Do you know how much it costs?"

Lin Jian shook his head blankly.

"One million." The shopkeeper paused, "Top-grade spirit stones."

"..."

The shopkeeper pointed to the one next to him and said, "800,000, top-grade spirit stones."

"One million and three hundred thousand."

"Five hundred and fifty thousand."

……

"This one is the cheapest, 300,000, mid-grade spirit stones."

"And you only have 270,000 low-grade spirit stones."

"It's two hundred and seventy-four thousand seven hundred and twenty-three!"

Angry! The forest is very angry!
How come before I traveled through time, I worked so hard like a slave and couldn't afford a house or a car, and now that I've traveled through time to the world of immortal cultivation, I can't even afford a flying sword?

Can those damn capitalists just die?

"You're robbing me by selling it at such a high price!"

"Expensive?" The shopkeeper sneered at the impoverished man's anger. "How is it expensive? Our Spirit Sword Sect has been selling it at this price for years. Don't talk nonsense. Why don't you look at your own reasons sometimes? Have you been practicing well over the years? Have you been earning spirit stones well? Our flying swords are more than enough to last until the Golden Core stage. Why are you cultivating immortality if you don't have money?"

“…” The forest seemed to be struck by lightning.

Stop talking, stop talking. Even if we change the world, can’t we get rid of this curse?

Perhaps because he saw that Lin Jian was really sincere, the shopkeeper finally softened his heart and took Lin Jian to the small room at the back.

The shopkeeper casually kicked a pile of "junk metal" and glanced at the forest with his arms folded. "These are our newest products, the 'Assembled Swords'. The price is 300,000 spirit stones. Pick any one you want."

Lin Jian's eyebrows twitched. How new was this "new product"? Could it be new just a second before he said this?

Looking at the flying swords with dim spiritual light all over the ground, the spiritual light of these unfortunate children is so weak that they won't repel each other even if they are piled together.

But Lin Jian saw his own reflection in them. The extraordinary world and the ordinary me.

Facts have proved that ordinary people would not have a good life even if they traveled through time. The master who took me in never despised my low spiritual roots, and I have never despised the sect's lack of talent.

Just like these flying swords now don’t despise me for being poor and weak, what right do I have to despise them for being weak?

The most important thing is that as time goes by and I practice, it is time to contribute to the sect.

It will soon be the turn of their Zhengyang Sect to guard the Tianyuan Demon Gap. As a sword cultivator, I must contribute to the sect. Without a flying sword, is I going to use that ordinary iron sword to fight the monsters?
We can just get by together.

Lin Jian accepted his fate, "But I only have 270,000."

The shopkeeper smiled kindly, "We have a sword loan here, would you like to consider it?"

……

After all, he bought the flying sword, although he also took out a loan of 39,000 yuan to help the sword.

Lin Jian carefully selected a flying sword that he liked the most. When he used the "Flying Sword Technique", he instantly felt a sense of blood connection.

The sword spirit in the flying sword, which seemed to have only a wisp of intelligence, enthusiastically and actively embraced the true energy that Lin Jian poured into it. As Lin Jian made a sword gesture, the black long sword actually trembled and flew up into the air.

Flying sword! This is my flying sword!

Lin Jian was so excited about buying a new flying sword that he realized when he left the Lingjian Sect shop that if the other party wanted to help with the sword loan, why didn't they tell him earlier?

Are you afraid that I can't pay back the three-tenths interest on one million high-grade spirit stones?
I really can't afford it, that's alright...

With his newly bought flying sword on his back, Lin Jian began to calculate how many jobs he would have to do to pay off the 30,000 sword loan.

But before that, first of all, go and show off.

Isn’t this what ordinary people get when they work hard to cultivate immortality?

Moreover, the sect also advertised widely to encourage the disciples to go down the mountain to show off more often when they have nothing to do... and to exorcise more demons and monsters.

It was said that it would help maintain the image of the sect and earn a small amount of offerings from the people, so when leaving the mountain gate, Lin Jian also took on a commission to slay demons and eliminate evil.

Not only can you earn a small reward, but you can also show off your immortal skills in front of mortals, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

The target of the commission is a pig demon with just beginning to gain intelligence. It feels that it should enjoy a free and smooth demon life, rather than being trapped in a pigsty, gaining weight and then being slaughtered and eaten by someone with two knives.

To do this, he killed the owner's family of three and then enclosed the land as his king, confronting the villagers who arrived.

The target is very weak, and even he who is strong doesn’t dare to take it.

What the villagers consider a big trouble is nothing in front of the immortal cultivators. Even without a flying sword, they can beat the enemy to death with their fists in the forest.

But... I just want to show you my new flying sword!

When he rushed to the scene in the forest using his magical speed, the scene was surrounded by nearby villagers with nervous expressions.

Looking at the stage where he was about to show off, Lin Jian put one hand behind his back and imitated the headmaster, putting on an immortal look, while reciting aloud the lines that he had secretly practiced for a long time.

"Hey! Who are you, the evildoer, to dare to commit evil in my Zhengyang Sect?"

"Great! The Immortal Master has arrived!"

"It's the Immortal Master of Zhengyang Sect!"

"The Immortal Master has arrived, we are saved!"

Listening to the flattery around him, Lin Jian felt for the first time that his efforts to cultivate to become an immortal had meaning.

How could he have the chance to show off in front of his fellow students on a normal day?

These mortals are still so kind!
He then made a sword gesture and the flying sword on his back rose up without wind.

The pig demon, whose intelligence had just begun to awaken, sensed something was wrong and slowly crouched down and backed away. Its green eyes, which were flashing with a faint green light, stared in horror at the pitch-black flying sword that was slowly rising into the sky.

"go with!"

With a wave of Lin Jian's sword finger, the flying sword instantly tore through the sky and shot towards the pig monster.

"call out!"

The pig demon's mane shrank three-quarters in fear, and its body curled up into a ball for a long time without noticing the sharp sword energy.

When I looked up, I found that the seemingly powerful human was staring blankly at the top of my head... What was there?
……

Lin Jian was stunned as he watched the flying sword fly over the pig demon and fly away.

Flying sword! Oh my god, flying sword!
(End of this chapter)