Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 61 Someone Keeps the Appointment (Seeking First Subscriptions~)

On the thirteenth day of the eleventh lunar month, on Qingye Peak.

Inside the cave, Song Yan, with his hair disheveled, soaked in the warm pool, trying to soothe the weariness brought on by his long days of arduous cultivation.

He raised his right hand out of the water, and a warm, gentle sword aura flowed and swirled around his fingertips, between his fingers, on the back of his hand, and on his wrist.

This is a little trick recorded in the complete Five Star Pulse Grasping Technique, which can be used to train the flexibility of one's spiritual sense in ordinary times.

"Om..."

The sword energy emerged from his right hand, and Song Yan raised his left hand to catch it.

"Oh!"

A snake-like shadow burst forth from beneath the warm pool, snatched the sword energy in its mouth, and then disappeared back into the pool.

"..."

Song Yan smiled helplessly.

The little green snake secretly surfaced, its eyes looking at him smugly.

"Hehe~ You lost."

Strangely enough, despite the sword energy being so sharp, Xiao He was able to put it in her mouth without getting hurt.

Song Yan scooped up a handful of water, wiped her face, and casually asked, "Where did you hide?"

On the other side where the little snake's head emerged, a soft snake tail emerged from underwater.

The flawless sword energy was slowly rotating around Xiao He's tail.

"Xiao He, you might be the descendant of some powerful demon beast..."

Song Yan pondered this matter seriously: "Otherwise, how could it be so different from other spirit demons?"

"That's not."

Xiaohe believes that this sentence means she is very capable.

"Don't you know how to cultivate? I've seen those spirit beasts and demon beasts, and it seems like they can all cultivate demonic arts."

"No way..."

Hmm... but from this perspective, the former possibility is very low.

Because the descendants of those ancient and powerful demons seem to have naturally learned the methods of demon refining as their bloodline was passed down and they gained sentience.

"Shouldn't we find an opportunity to let Xiaohe start practicing demonic arts as well..."

Xiao He's current offensive and defensive methods rely entirely on her beastly instincts, rather than her magical arts.

As Song Yan was pondering, a thought suddenly struck him.

"……Um?"

There are people outside the door.

Song Yan stepped out of the hot spring, his spiritual energy surging around him to dispel the moisture, and then casually put on a robe.

Stepping out of the cave, I saw a familiar-looking girl.

"It's you?"

Song Yan's tone was neither warm nor cold: "I thought you had run away with my three spirit stones."

Sewing a Taoist robe only takes three to five days.

But now, almost half a year has passed.

Clearly, she broke her promise as a transaction.

The freckled girl's robes were somewhat dirty, even tattered, and her gaze darted away, as if she were a little embarrassed.

"I...I'm here to deliver a Taoist robe."

She took out a very clean Taoist robe from her equally worn-out bag and handed it to Song Yan.

Don't they even have a Qiankun bag?

Song Yan thought to himself, this girl is really poorer than him.

"Why is it taking so long?"

He took the Taoist robe and put it into his Qiankun bag.

The freckled girl seemed to have found an opportunity and hurriedly explained, "I want to sew water-repelling patterns onto my robe, but I can't afford the materials..."

"So he went to the Yanran Mountains alone to search, but he slipped and fell off a cliff, losing his way..."

Song Yan was taken aback: "I don't think I have that requirement."

The girl looked somewhat stubborn: "If I were just sewing ordinary Taoist robes, then I would be no different from a clothing maker in the mortal world."

"Ho..."

Call her stupid? With such a low level of spiritual power, how did she manage to stay alive and return from the Yanran Mountains after three or four months...?

Despite looking like she couldn't even afford to eat, Song Yan didn't know where she got her pride from, wanting to put so much pressure on herself.

However, the three-patterned spirit stone and the new Taoist robe still have water-repelling array patterns...

He made a profit anyway.

"Okay, then... thank you."

Song Yan nodded and turned to return to his cave.

"Hey, this... senior brother." "Hmm? Is there anything else?"

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting for the past six months, it's really..."

Song Yan waved his hand, interrupting her: "There's no need for that. Fortunately, I've been staying home and not changing my clothes often these days, so let's just let it go this time."

"Thank you, Senior Brother. Well... if you need to sew Daoist robes again in the future, or if your relatives or Daoist partners wish to have silk garments made, may I...?"

Song Yan raised an eyebrow.

It turns out she wanted me to help recommend her.

"..."

Although there was a slight mishap, it took a little longer.

However, the girl's attitude towards sewing did indeed command Song Yan's respect.

"Okay, what's your name?"

For the first time, Song Yan saw joy on the face of this stubborn and headstrong girl.

"My name is Ju Luyi."

……

Back in his cave, Song Yan tried on the clothes for a while.

It's very comfortable and fits perfectly.

The spiritual energy surged, condensing into water that splashed onto the Taoist robe. The water seemed to touch some invisible barrier and dispersed in all directions.

"..."

Julu Yi.

A very interesting fellow Daoist.

He inventoried his belongings: pills, spirit stones, and the maze array used to build his temporary cave dwelling...

After tidying everything up, Song Yan left the cave.

Today is also the day he keeps his appointment.

Following the mountain path outside the sect down the mountain, we arrived at a small pond at the foot of the mountain.

"..."

Song Yan thought he had arrived early, but he didn't expect that Wu Huaguo and Rong Xiaofeng were already waiting for him.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

The two men stepped forward, clasped their hands in greeting, and were about to call out "Fellow Daoist Tong" when they suddenly remembered that it was an alias.

"Um……"

After a moment's hesitation, Song Yan revealed his real name: "My name is Song Yan."

He found the white wolf mask quite uncomfortable to wear, so he threw it away as soon as the night market ended.

A false name wouldn't fool the couple, so there was no need for it. He didn't intend to hide his identity, since they still needed to cooperate anyway, so he might as well be open and honest.

"Fellow Daoist Song."

Rong Xiaofeng laughed heartily: "Brother Song, rest assured, in front of the others who are exploring the cave together this time, we will still call you 'Fellow Daoist Tong', how about that?"

Song Yan nodded: "Then thank you both very much."

To Song Yan's surprise, the couple's names seemed to be... their real names.

……

Thirty or forty li to the east of here, there is a small market town for independent cultivators called Lingxi Fang.

Normally, it's a gathering place for small sects in the surrounding area and independent cultivators in the nearby mountains. If Lingyuanze Night Market is called the "big market" for cultivators in the vicinity, then Lingxifang is an ordinary small market that is held every day.

According to Wu and Rong, the organizer of this event was a very strange person.

"That person, with cultivation at the late stage of Qi Refining, said he only wanted the two calligraphic treasures from the cave..."

It is said that there were ten people in the group, and he was the only one who was a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

Song Yan frowned: "Is this person just spouting nonsense, trying to use this as a pretext to lure us there, and then kill us..."

He didn't know when it started, but the gentle-natured man began to suspect the malice of his fellow cultivators.

"That's the strangest part."

Wu Huaguo shook her head: "What he said was actually the truth."

Song Yan was taken aback; she had almost forgotten.

This extraordinary woman possesses the ability to discern the truthfulness of others' words...

"That's really strange..."

Having the strength and confidence to seize the greatest benefits, why does he only need two items for cultivating his mind?
It's not that it's bad, but...

He could have had it all.

Song Yan was startled by her own thought.

That's all! I only have one chapter left to write, I need to go and work on tomorrow's update!

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