Start cultivating immortality by slacking off and posting ads

Chapter 183 A Boat Approaches the Sword Palace for a Meeting of Two Immortals; Swallows Hide Amidst Clouds, a Troublesome Welcome [Part Two]

Yan Yun was so angry that he was practically fuming, and he reached out to tear his senior brother's mouth apart.

"What a fine senior brother! It's a pity he has a mouth. Junior brother will take it away for you right now!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Moyang burst into laughter.

With a quick block and entanglement, he turned him around and captured him.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, senior brother, I was wrong!" Yan Yunsheng quickly patted the hand gripping his shoulder and begged for forgiveness without hesitation.

After casually releasing his junior brother, Fang Moyang said, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"You're not far from reaching the Core Formation stage, kid. Among the younger generation, there should be very few who can rival you." He had some doubts in his heart.

He tried to guess: "Did we encounter a true disciple of the Qinghua Sect? Or is it that some old geezer is bullying us without any regard for the rules?"

"This……"

When the time came to speak, Yan Yunsheng was somewhat ashamed to open his mouth.

Fang Moyang couldn't help but frown: "What? Is there some hidden story behind this? If you were taught a lesson for bullying men and women outside, then you deserve it, but don't expect your brother to stand up for you."

"No, no." Yan Yunsheng was speechless. He hadn't even said anything yet, and his senior brother had already prepared several scenarios for him.

After thinking for a moment, he said uncertainly, "The female cultivator from the Demonic Sect has a cultivation level that is slightly higher than mine. If I were to fight her, I wouldn't be considered a domineering woman, would I?"

"Tsk, Xiaoyun's really got some ambition. Which little devil has she taken a fancy to? Tell me, isn't she pretty?"

With a gossip-loving glint in his eyes, Fang Moyang asked with curiosity, "As long as it's not from the [Hehuan Sect] or the [Blood Cult], I can speak to Master on your behalf."

"Beautiful, huh! What are you talking about?" Yan Yunsheng was both amused and exasperated. Not wanting to be misled by his senior brother any longer, he took the initiative to recount what had happened.

After listening attentively to what he had to say, Fang Moyang couldn't help but furrow his brow.

"You had a conflict with Helian Chengyu, and you actually came back alive?"

Yan Yunsheng was speechless and muttered, "I only accidentally destroyed a few of his houses. I didn't covet his martial arts techniques or sword skills. Could he possibly kill me?"

At this point, he was a little uncertain. Thinking about it this way, didn't Tang Hao save him?
'If Tang Hao hadn't let me go, would I really have died there?'

The title of the next guardian deity of the Dongling royal family is still quite prestigious within the [Xiaoyao Sword Sect].

The reason is simple: he fought his way out. This happened two years ago when Helian Chengyu had just made a name for himself.

Some disciples in the sect had some bad ideas.

Relying on the reputation of being one of the five great immortal sects, they wanted to seize the "Nine Gazes" sword manual from him.

As a result, Helian Chengyu showed no respect to the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect and killed those people in public.

Those disciples, though not true disciples, were all rising stars with emerging reputations.

Their master was naturally unwilling to let the matter rest, and even almost forcibly took the Ninth Prince back to the Xiaoyao Palace.

This matter caused a great uproar, and even with the intervention of the Grand Princess Shouxian, she was unable to protect him for the time being.

In the end, it was only when Yun Bisheng, who was a guest at her place and had the title of senior sister of the Qinghua Sect, intervened that the matter was resolved.

A person's reputation precedes them, no wonder Yan Yunsheng chickened out so quickly back then.

"Are you sure Tang Hao has no other identity besides being the heir of Rongguo and an inner disciple of the Qinghua Sect?" Fang Moyang felt that his junior brother was a bit unreliable.

He decided to ask more detailed questions: "You said he released you two? Could he break Helian Chengyu's restrictive techniques?"

"Uh, this kid is indeed a bit strange. Faced with Shi Buyu's sudden attack, he easily countered it and even removed the restrictions on us with a wave of his hand." Yan Yunsheng had a toothache.

He felt that the other party was not someone to be trifled with, which is why he made the decision to leave immediately.

After a moment's hesitation, Fang Moyang nodded to him and said, "I understand. I'll take care of this for you, brother. Just watch!"

"Great!"

Yan Yunsheng was overjoyed, but then glanced at his senior brother with concern: "What if Tang Hao's master is Fairy Yan..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Fang Moyang waved his hand firmly.

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, he explained, "According to the information you have, Tang Hao is not an inner disciple. He is most likely a true disciple. He has only been a disciple for a short time. Without the Supreme Elder's approval, who can take him as a disciple?"

"What if he's not the true inheritor?"

"No? Then his master can't be Fairy Yan either." Fang Moyang shook his head. "She once said that she would never accept a disciple unless the disciple had reached the Nascent Soul stage."

Noticing his junior brother open his mouth, he knew what the other was about to say.

"Although Fairy Yan is highly talented, she is only on par with me, and has not yet reached the level of a true disciple." He said this with a mixture of pride and regret.

Finally, she sighed and said, "She formed her core twenty years ago, and a few years later, her adoptive mother and master disappeared. Without enough resources to support her, it is already a stroke of luck that she can now reach the mid-stage like me."

"I see." Yan Yunsheng was relieved.

As for Tang Hao's status as a true disciple, that was precisely what he cared about least.

Don't even think that the other party would dare to openly expose themselves; even if they did, so what?

Having been disciplined by a mere outsider prodigy, if he still tries to use his status to intimidate others, he might incur the displeasure of his superior.

When that time comes, he will become a free-range master without any backing. Even if he is a starved camel, he will still have gotten his revenge and vented his anger, right?
As the two were talking, a floating palace suddenly appeared on the horizon at the edge of their field of vision.

"They've arrived!" Fang Moyang's expression turned serious as he straightened his robes.

Having not seen each other for nearly two decades, he was still quite nervous and excited.

Back then, the two of them met at an exchange meeting for disciples of the immortal sects.

He fell in love with Yan Yumin at first sight, but unfortunately, they didn't have many opportunities to meet afterward.

Now it can be considered a rekindling of their past relationship.

"I wonder which project team Fairy Yan brought with her," he murmured softly, watching the palace rapidly enlarging on the horizon.

Yan Yunsheng, shading his eyes with his hand as he gazed into the distance, casually asked, "What competition did she participate in back then?"

“She didn’t participate in anything; she just went to watch the fun,” Fang Moyang replied with a smile.

On the Five Qi Mystic Heaven Boat, the Qinghua Sect members also saw the flying boat waiting there.

A lone boat carrying two cultivators.

This is quite different from what many people imagine a grand welcoming ceremony to be.

Immediately, some people began to complain.

"The Free and Unfettered Sword Sect only sent a handful of people to greet us? That's far too disrespectful to our sect!"

"Who says otherwise? We are the head of the five great immortal sects, how dare they, a mere loser!"

Some complained, while others couldn't stand it and spoke up to stop them: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! You're just bringing shame to the sect."

"You understand, tell me about it."

"Let me tell you, the disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect have always been few in number. The total number of them is at most the same as that of our single peak..."

Someone couldn't help but interrupt him, retorting, "One peak is not enough? Our Qinghua Sect has five major spiritual peaks, and even the Fire Spirit Peak alone has tens of thousands of disciples at all levels."

"Heh, who told you it was the Five Peaks? I was talking about the secondary peaks and side peaks." The man sneered in displeasure at being interrupted.

"Hiss... so little?"

"Secondary peaks and side peaks? Does that mean the entire [Free and Unfettered Sword Sect] only has about a thousand disciples?"

"Now you know, right? The Immortal Sect Disciples Exchange Meeting has so many sects participating, so someone has to maintain order everywhere." No one objected to this statement.

The man continued with satisfaction, "Two people came to greet us, one of whom was a Core Formation cultivator. This is enough to show how much they value our sect. If it weren't one of the five great immortal sects, they would probably only have an ordinary disciple to greet us."

"So that's how it is; we misunderstood."

"I'm ashamed!" "I'm embarrassed!"

Up in the attic, Tang Hao was somewhat surprised to hear the discussions coming from below.

He turned to look at his side and asked, "Sister Mian, is what that person said true?"

"more or less."

Yan Yumin chuckled and nodded, “Unlike the other four sects, the disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect only cultivate the sword path, and its inheritance has very high requirements for aptitude. Those with slightly less talent cannot even enter the gate.”

"Therefore, when his disciples encounter sword-wielding traditions outside, they all wish they could bring them back to the sect and try to integrate them into their own traditions. Some even went astray because of this," Mei Zhen sighed.

He sighed again, "It's a pity that the 'Free and Unfettered Sword Manual' is extremely exclusive of other traditions. It can hardly be compatible with anything else, whether it's the way of the sword or anything else. It can only be devoted to the sword and to freedom!"

Others were lamenting that the [Free and Unfettered Sword Sect]'s lineage was too domineering.

Luo Kedi suddenly clicked his tongue twice and said, "So, does that mean his disciples only participate in the swordplay competition and just watch the other events?"

That's true, but why does it sound like discrimination against those who just want to watch the show?
Seeing Helian Jinxi pout slightly, Mei Zhen immediately stood up for her future apprentice and retorted with a smile.

"What, you look down on those who just watch the show? Your master used to be one of them, and now he's a Nascent Soul cultivator."

As she spoke, she tugged at Yan Yumin's arm, signaling her to chime in.

Yan Yumin's eyes flashed with helplessness, but she nodded in affirmation, "Yes, that's right. In the previous year, I went to the Phoenix Palace with your uncle to watch the excitement. It's good for Jinxi to broaden her horizons."

She didn't have any ill feelings towards Tang Hao, her ex-fiancée and best friend's future apprentice.

At least the other party is sensible and never does anything that would be in the way of the public.

"Is that so? Hehe."

Luo Kedi, who was relentlessly targeted, experienced the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

He put his arm around Tang Hao's shoulder, looking aggrieved: "Junior brother, I left something in my room. Come on, let's go get it."

"Old Luo, what did you forget? Your sense of shame?" Tang Hao teased mercilessly as he was being pulled along.

The change in their relationship did not cause them to grow apart; on the contrary, the added ties brought them even closer.

The only thing that has changed is how we address each other; now everyone addresses each other differently.

Luo Kedi still called him junior brother, but Tang Hao only wanted to call him Old Luo.

Once he was out of their sight, Luo Kedi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled wryly and said, "Ever since I became an apprentice, I feel my status has plummeted. Now I'm not even as good as Helian Jinxi."

"That's true." Tang Hao looked at him with some sympathy: "Actually, after a while, you'll find..."

"What did you find?" Luo Kedi asked with some anticipation.

"Once you get used to it, you won't feel anything."

Since there was no welcoming ceremony to look forward to, the two simply went inside to find some peace and quiet.

As the Five Qi Mystic Heaven Boat approached, Fang Moyang and Yan Yunsheng, the two brothers, both revealed envy in their eyes.

"Even though I've seen it once before, seeing it again now, because of my improved cultivation level, makes me even more shocked," Fang Moyang couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he made a hand seal and urged the flying boat to go to meet it.

The Spirit Treasure Flying Boat was lent to him by his master, and its access was extremely limited, so he always found it somewhat difficult to control.

Fang Moyang narrowly escaped crashing into the bow of the giant ship. His back was soaked with cold sweat as he struggled to control the flying boat and reach the pavilion.

Then, together with his junior brother, he bowed respectfully from afar and said, "Junior Fang Moyang (Yan Yunsheng) greets Sect Leader Chi and fellow practitioners of the Qinghua Sect. Welcome to the Xiaoyao Sword Sect."

"Greetings, fellow Daoists," Chi Xuanzong said with a smile in return.

He noticed their predicament and immediately invited them, "Why don't you two come down and talk? This old Taoist is visiting your esteemed sect for the first time, and I would appreciate your guidance."

"As it should be!"

Fang Moyang breathed a sigh of relief, inwardly grumbling to his master: 'He insisted I pilot the spirit treasure flying boat, saying it would save face, but I feel even more embarrassed now, sigh…'

After storing the flying boat, the two landed on the pavilion.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, it's been a long time. You're even more radiant than before." He suppressed his excitement and forced himself to remain calm as he greeted him.

Yan Yunsheng followed quietly to the side, only stealing a glance at his senior brother's appearance when his senior brother spoke.

At first glance, his heart pounded: 'No wonder she's the one my senior brother dreams of; aside from her slightly aloof demeanor, she's far superior to any other beauty I've ever seen.'

Yan Yumin looked at the two people in front of her, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

It took a while for him to find the information about the person he had spoken to in the corner of his memory.

She nodded slightly and replied, "Fellow Daoist Fang, this is our second meeting, isn't it? It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Fang Moyang's smile froze on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably twice.

"Haha, yes, it's a pleasure to meet you." His smile was more like a grimace.

"When we first met at Phoenix Palace, we didn't exchange words, or even names. Later, I kept a close eye on them from afar. It wasn't until my visit to the Qinghua Sect that we officially met. What she said wasn't wrong."

As the thought crossed his mind, Fang Moyang felt slightly better.

Then Chi Xuanzong said curiously, "Junior Sister Yan, you are such a so-called unsociable person, I didn't expect you to have acquaintances here."

"We're not exactly acquaintances, just someone I met once," Yan Yumin said with a calm and composed smile.

Judging from the way the two were talking, Fang Moyang looked surprised and uncertain.

'This is definitely not the tone of a Nascent Soul Sect Master speaking to a Core Formation Elder, could it be...?'

A bizarre thought flashed through his mind, and he dared not think about it any further.

But he didn't want to, yet someone insisted on telling him bluntly.

"That's it!"

Chi Xuanzong smiled and introduced, "Then let me formally introduce you. This is Yan Yumin, our sect's newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator. She is coordinating this exchange meeting. I'm just here to join in the fun."

He naturally wouldn't say that he actually wanted to get closer to Zhenjun's little disciple, which is why he rushed over to help.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator? Hiss..."

The two brothers exchanged a glance, both seeing intense disbelief in each other's eyes.

And thinking back to not long ago, he said that it was a stroke of luck that the other party could reach the mid-stage of Core Formation.

Fang Moyang wanted to crawl into a hole on the spot.

Even though Yan Yumin was unaware of it, he still felt extremely embarrassed.

"After this battle, my senior brother will probably be demoralized for a long time; we can't count on him anymore!" Yan Yunsheng smacked his lips. "If we want to deal with Tang Hao, it seems we'll have to find someone else to help."

Just as he was pondering this, a familiar voice came from inside.

"Sister Mian, are these two the top disciples of the [Free and Unfettered Sword Sect]?"

Yan Yunsheng stiffly looked in the direction of the sound.

Who else could it be but Tang Hao, the young man who strolled over so leisurely?

The moment their eyes met, the other person's voice reached their ears again.

"Hmm, why does this person look so familiar? It's like... who was that guy again?"

A sudden thought struck Yan Yunsheng, and he buried his head deeply.

"Senior brother, have you found a crack in the ground? Get out of there!"

(End of this chapter)