I Have A Sword

The old man’s eyes burned with desire and excitement.

What promising talents. The potential of these two people are truly terrifying.

Great Dao Spirit Physique and the Mortal Body.

He did not expect that he would encounter such legendary physiques here. He felt as if he was dreaming.

The man in the white shirt chuckled. “We're just here to sightsee."

Stroking his beard, the old man mysteriously smiled. “Do you know who I am? Have you heard of the Old Daoist?”

“We haven't.”

“You haven't?” the old man clarified with a frown.

The man in the white shirt nodded.

Staring at him, the old man emphasized, “Old. Daoist. You really haven’t heard of him?”

Noticing that the old man was becoming impatient, the man in the white shirt hesitantly replied, “It just occurred to me that I have heard of him.”

The corners of Plain Skirt Destiny’s lips curled up as she cast a tender glance at him.

However, the old man was not easily fooled. “It’s only been a few years. Has the outside world already forgotten about the legendary Old Daoist already?”

The man in the white shirt smiled. “We’re just passing through. We didn’t mean to disturb you. Please forgive us.”

The old man chuckled. “If you enter my sect, you will have a bright future ahead.”

The man in the white shirt shook his head, declining once again.

The smile on the old man’s face disappeared. “Young man, do you understand what you’re rejecting right now?”

The man in the white shirt helplessly looked at Plain Skirt Destiny. When she shrugged, seemingly telling him that she could not do anything about it, he shook his head with a smile.

The old man was a little annoyed now. Back then, he was a dominant figure—a powerhouse in his own right. Now, he was voluntarily inviting these two people to be his disciples, yet they kept hesitating, declining, and pretending to be helpless. They really did not know their place!

With a cold snort, he enveloped the two ignorant youths with an invisible force, deciding to teach them a lesson. However, when the force covered them, he suddenly froze.

They did not seem to be affected at all!

He was startled. “You two…”

The man in the white shirt grinned. “Apologies for the disturbance.”

He then grabbed Plain Skirt Destiny’s hand and turned to leave.

“Wait,” the Old Daoist suddenly called. “I never thought that I would misjudge you.”

“We just came here to stroll around. If we’ve caused any inconvenience, please forgive us.”

“And if I don’t?” he said.

The man in the white shirt frowned.

At that moment, Plain Skirt Destiny suddenly swung her hand down.

Boom!

Old Daoist knelt down immediately, completely unable to move. His mind blanked out.

“It seems like I’ve given you too much face," Plain Skirt Destiny said.

The Old Daoist's face filled up with horror. “You…”

“Let’s go," the man in the white shirt said.

With that, they turned and left.

Even though they were already gone, the Old Daoist remained bewildered and as white as a sheet.

…

The man in the white shirt remained silent as he walked toward the end of the mountain range with Plain Skirt Destiny.

Plain Skirt Destiny glanced at him. “Feeling unhappy?”

“Most of the people we’ve met along the way haven’t been particularly friendly.”

“A good beating can make them friendlier.”

He laughed. A good beating! Violent, but effective.

Right after, he decided not to dwell on the matter. Holding her hand, they slowly disappeared into the depths of the mountain range.

…

Inside the little pagoda, on a mountaintop, Ye Guan stood quietly. He could see a young girl riding a sword in the air.

Lin Daimei skilfully maneuvered her sword through the sea of clouds. Every now and then, she would soar into the sky and plunge straight down again. She seemed to be enjoying herself.

Ye Guan's lips curved into a smile as he watched. Lin Daimei seemed to have already mastered Sword Travel. She had also already managed to comprehend Sword Intent and was now starting to explore domains…

Even Ye Guan found her talent rather frightening. Although he was extraodinarily talented, Lin Daimei still seemed more talented than he was. Not only did she excel in swordsmanship, but she also seemed to progress really quickly in her cultivation. She never seemed to come across bottlenecks.

Guo Dan, who practiced with Ye An, was also just as talented. However, he was in quite a pitiful state, fearing Ye An and Lin Daimei. In their presence, he always behaved meekly and dared not speak loudly.

After a while, Lin Daimei flew toward Ye Guan. As the sword light dissipated, she hopped off the sword and smiled at him.

“Master," she greeted.

She was wearing a tight red robe with two red yarn balls tied around her waist. She had undone her braids, letting her long hair hang loose, which made her look a little more mature.

Ye Guan smiled back at her. “How do you feel?”

“Great,” she replied.

Ye Guan laughed heartily before opening his palm. Two swords appeared in his hand. “These are for you.”

Lin Daimei’s eyes lit up. She quickly took them. “Wow, Master…”

Seeing how excited she was, he couldn't help but chuckle lightly. “I used to wield those two flying swords when I was younger. They're called Dragon’s Roar and Phoenix’s Cry. Now, I pass them onto you.”

Dragon’s Roar! Phoenix’s Cry!

I'll do my best to put them to good use, Master.”

“I know you will."

“Why are you so good to me?”

“Why do you ask that?”

Lin Daimei fell silent.

Ye Guan grinned. “There are some things in this world that happen without a reason. Do you get what I mean?”

She merely blinked at him in response.

“You don’t?” He asked.

She nodded.

“Let’s leave this matter aside for now. You’ll understand when you're older."

Lin Daimei lowered her head. "When you first came to the town of Haoran, I asked you for hawthorn candies before I agreed to help you. I took you to my house and also expected something in return before offering you food. Yet, even though I could not give you anything, you willingly helped my grandmother and even taught me how to cultivate…”

She then looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes. “I feel like I don’t deserve your kindness, Master.”

Ye Guan had a complex expression on his face. He did not expect that this young girl to have so many thoughts. After a moment of contemplation, he asked, “Would you like to hear what I think?”

Lin Daimei nodded eagerly.

“When we first met, you didn’t owe me anything. You weren’t obligated to help me for free, so it was only fair for you to ask for something in return. When I helped you without asking for anything in return, it was because doing so was effortless for me. It was within my ability, so I chose to help. However, if the situation had been too risky and endangered my life, I would not have intervened.”

After a moment of silence, she nodded. “I think I understand what you mean.”

He laughed and ruffled her hair. “Remember, when you’re strong enough in the future and encounter injustice in this world, offer help if it is within your capability. Naturally, if it's beyond you, then don’t intervene. The premise of helping others is not to put yourself in mortal danger. Got it?”

“Got it.”

“As cultivators, we always have to be mindful of our mental state, so don’t overthink things. Of course, if you really can’t help but worry, then you should talk to someone about it.”

“I understand now, Master. For you, helping me and my grandmother is effortless, but to me, it's so much more than that. As the saying goes, ‘No one owes you anything in this world, but if you owe others something, don’t take it lightly.’ I will strive to cultivate and repay you in the future.”

“If the day comes when I need your help, I won’t hesitate to ask.”

“It’s a deal!”

“That's right."

“Thank you, Master. I’ll go cultivate now," Lin Daimei said. She then hopped on her sword and flew away toward the clouds.

Just then, Mu Yuan appeared beside Ye Guan. Looking into the distance, he softly commented, “Her talent and Guo Dan's are really terrifying.”

Although he had met many prodigies during the First God’s era, he still found the two children's talents frightening. Furthermore, they were now following Ye Guan, who was an unparalleled talent himself.

Ye Guan smiled. He then asked, “How’s the situation outside?”

“They have entered," Mu Yuan replied.

“As expected."

“They went to the Wu Clan.”

Ye Guan fell silent.

…

Xuan Yin silently looked at the members of the Wang Clan.

The purpose of their visit was simple. They hoped that the Wu Clan would help them locate Ye Guan. Having the assistance of a local force would make finding Ye Guan easy.

“Now, what say you, Clan Leader Xuan?” Wang Zong asked.

Xuan Yin chuckled. “Clan Leader Wang, my clan does not wish to get involved in this matter.”

Wang Zong frowned and then stood up. “If you help us, my clan will remember it. We will be sure to repay it in the future.”

Smiling, Xuan Yin repeated, “Clan Leader Wang, my clan does not wish to get involved in this matter.”

The faces of the Wang Clan’s elites immediately turned cold. Her tiny clan was truly arrogant. If they were in the outside world, they would not even have the qualifications to negotiate with the Wang Clan.

Some of these elites were about to protest, but Wang Zong stopped them.

“Apologies for the disturbance," he said.

He then led his clan members out of the hall.

Once they were all gone, Xuan Yin called for someone.

An old man appeared behind her.

“Where is Young Lord Ye right now?” She calmly asked.

“In an unnamed mountain range thousands of miles away," the old man replied.

Ye Guan found it hard to conceal his whereabouts from the Wu Clan while he was in the Wu Continent. After all, he was in their territory and his cultivation had been suppressed.

After a few moments of silence, Xuan Yin said, “Inform him to take care of himself and stop tailing him.”

The Wu Clan no longer wanted to be a part of this conflict.

However, if she had to choose between Ye Guan and the Wang Clan, she would still choose to build good karma with Ye Guan.

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