“What do you mean?” Ye Changsheng asked in confusion.
“Don’t you remember, we can go to the Sword Forging Pavilion on the Main Peak today to collect our swords!” Liu Kai replied.
The White Emperor Sword Sect would issue swords of different grades according to the disciples’ cultivation levels, and even forge them based on their Spirit Root attributes.
Ye Changsheng was currently in the Qi Refining Realm, so the corresponding quality was Refined Grade.
“Alright, let’s go together then,” Ye Changsheng nodded.
“Brother Ye is so easy to talk to. Come, let me introduce you to the others.”
Liu Kai then introduced Ye Changsheng to his circle of friends, who were mostly male and, to put it bluntly, the less popular types.
A tall man named Li Gao, who looked as stout as a bear, impressed Ye Changsheng because despite being thirty years old, he only looked nineteen and was at the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Realm.
The sullen-looking, malnourished youth with a gloomy aura was called Wu Ziming, at the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Realm.
There were others with even less presence, and Ye Changsheng only managed to remember their names.
“Since we all know each other now, we are brothers. Let’s get along well,” Liu Kai proposed.
They set off together, the boat carrying them towards the Main Peak.
On the boat, they chatted, and Ye Changsheng felt like he was starting to blend in.
After all, Ye Changsheng wasn’t a cold person; he was essentially a normal young man.
It wasn’t a bad thing to occasionally discuss normal topics with people his own age.
Zhao Gao said, “I didn’t expect Brother Ye to be so easy to get along with. I thought he was a very arrogant person.”
“Brother Zhao, perhaps you have some misunderstanding of me. I don’t think I’m that outstanding.”
Ye Changsheng became humble.
“I’m not targeting anyone, I’m saying that everyone here is more outstanding than me.”
Perhaps due to his nine years of compulsory education in his previous life, Ye Changsheng was not like those rigid people.
Looking down on others just because they had a bit of strength or a unique status.
And there was another very important reason he knew from various stories…
It was very likely that some people with humble status were actually super hidden big shots.
For example, a beggar asking for alms at the entrance of an inn could be the core elder of the Beggars’ Sect!
The nameless old monk sweeping the floor in the Sutra Depository every day could be an unparalleled master in the world!
The old man practicing tai chi in the park every day could have been… cough, cough, can’t say too much about that.
Ye Changsheng looked at the low-level Cults steering the boat, seemingly ordinary and unremarkable. Perhaps they were once mighty figures in seclusion?
Therefore, especially in this dangerous Xianxia world, being cautious was not a bad thing.
After all, big shots loved to pretend. They would claim to be newbies while effortlessly defeating others.
Zhao Gao couldn’t help but be happy upon hearing this, “Indeed. After all, Brother Ye’s current strength is slightly inferior to ours. Although he has a Heavenly Spirit Root, if we also cultivate diligently, the gap may not widen.”
Wu Ziming, who was on the side, suddenly asked, his voice becoming a little nervous, “Right, right, Brother Ye, there’s something I wanted to ask.”
“What is it?” Ye Changsheng said.
“Do you like Senior Sister Lu?”
“Huh?” Ye Changsheng thought he had misheard.
The others were also surprised that Wu Ziming would ask so directly.
If Liu Kai was merely curious about rumors before, Wu Ziming was directly inquiring about private matters of the heart.
Ye Changsheng didn’t mind much, just softly shook his head.
“You’re foolish, Brother Wu. Didn’t you forget! Brother Ye already has a Wife who hasn’t married him yet. How could he be interested in beautiful women right after entering?”
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Liu Kai saw this and stepped in to smooth things over.
“Oh, oh, I forgot about that. Brother Ye, don’t mind it.” Wu Ziming scratched his head and chuckled.
It had to be said, Wu Ziming looked uglier when he smiled than when he cried.
“It’s fine,” Ye Changsheng replied.
Ye Changsheng saw the tension on the faces of the group and realized that they all had feelings for Lu Yue.
To the male disciples of the White Emperor Sword Sect, Lu Yue was like an unattainable flower on a high mountain, and everyone regarded her as a goddess.
If a goddess were to fall for an insignificant man, no one could accept such a shattering reality.
Since they had no chance anyway, they would rather the goddess liked no one and belonged to no one.
…
Afterward, Ye Changsheng tried to shift the topic to others, allowing them to be the center of attention, while he occasionally chimed in.
Classically, he had no sense of presence, like someone dispensable in a group.
One more wouldn’t be strange, and one less wouldn’t be noticed.
Ye Changsheng himself had positioned himself this way, but for some reason, he always attracted strange women.
Later, everyone arrived at the Sword Forging Pavilion, chatting and laughing, and then, according to their spirit wood tokens, each received their swords.
Ye Changsheng’s sword was named Tiny Grass Sword, Refined Grade middle tier.
It used a type of micro spirit grass as the material for the hilt, which permeated the entire sword body, turning the sword into wood attribute.
The wood attribute, among the five elements, possessed the characteristic of endless vitality.
Seemingly insignificant micrograss, when planted in the soil, could eventually become a vast grassland.
Although its offensive, control, and defensive capabilities were not top-tier, being mediocre in all aspects, it possessed a durability that other attributes could not match.
Yes, Ye Changsheng was very durable, not lying!
The other disciples also received their exclusive swords and were very excited.
One by one, they couldn’t wait to return to their respective peaks to find Tang Yi, planning to establish a spiritual connection with their weapons under their master’s guidance, turning them into their own life-bound Magical Treasures.
But Ye Changsheng was not in a hurry. He said he had something to do and let the others go back first.
Since he was already on the Main Peak, he decided to visit the Medicine Pavilion to buy some materials to refine Pills.
The Pill he needed was called the Five Essences Pill, made from five Refined Grade materials, primarily used to assist in minor breakthroughs.
However, when he arrived at the Medicine Pavilion and asked, he was dumbfounded. The Medicine Pavilion only had four of the five ingredients in the formula; one was missing, the Heart Protecting Lotus.
“Steward, does the White Emperor Sword Sect not have Heart Protecting Lotus?” Ye Changsheng asked.
The steward of the Medicine Pavilion replied unhurriedly, “It’s not that we don’t have it, it’s just not on the Main Peak.”
“Then where is it?”
“There is Heart Protecting Lotus on Moon Invitation Peak,” the steward of the Medicine Pavilion answered. “You can negotiate with them. Transactions between peaks are very common.”
Aha?
Moon Invitation Peak was the second-ranked peak in the White Emperor Sword Sect, Lu Yue’s territory.
This meant he had to meet Lu Yue again?
Thinking back to Lu Yue on that night, Ye Changsheng felt a headache coming on.
If possible, he didn’t want to see that woman…
But there was no other way. Ye Changsheng really needed the Heart Protecting Lotus, so he had to interact with the dangerous Lu Yue one more time.
“Thank you for your guidance, Steward,” Ye Changsheng said politely. “I’ll buy the other ingredients first. I’ll go to Moon Invitation Peak later.”
