Chapter 2080

The Dong Fu prepared by the Immortal Sword Sect covers a considerable area, and its interior space is spacious and bright.

Moreover, the decorations and arrangements in every corner are uniquely crafted, exquisite and ingenious, allowing one to feel at a glance the sect's importance and respect for visitors, with no trace of contempt.

Upon hearing Ye Zhangqing mention that he would personally go to the kitchen to cook, the ten disciples present instantly became excited.

During this period, the moment they most looked forward to each day was the arrival of Fàn diǎn.

Accordingly, everyone eagerly expressed their willingness to help.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhangqing couldn't help but smile slightly, and did not verbally refuse everyone's good intentions.

Since facilities such as the Fire Room were already fully equipped and ready, there was no need to expend extra effort preparing anything else.

Soon, a simple yet delicious dinner was served on the table.

After the meal, Ye Zhangqing rested briefly, then turned and returned to his own room to rest.

The others likewise dispersed, each attending to their own affairs.

All ten disciples were newcomers to the Immortal Sword Sect; a few could not suppress their inner longing for cultivation and directly returned to their rooms to devote themselves to Xiūliàn, while those remaining in the courtyard numbered only three rather bored disciples.

"To be honest, I have never come to the Immortal Sword Sect before."

One disciple spoke first.

"That's right, this place is really too far from where we come from; normally, if there's no business, who would come all the way here?"

Another disciple echoed.

"In that case, why don't we go out for a stroll?"

The third disciple suddenly came up with an idea and proposed.

"That's actually not a bad idea."

The other two voiced their agreement in unison.

Before the words had finished, the three disciples had already reached a consensus, deciding to tour various parts of the Immortal Sword Sect together.

After all, with nothing to do at the moment, rather than sitting idly in the courtyard, it would be better to walk around and see the sights, thus passing the boring time.

The three walked side by side, slowly exiting the Dong Fu and entering the Sect of the Immortal Sword Sect.

At this moment, the grand convention of the Four Sects Sword Discussion was about to begin; the Immortal Sword Sect was bustling with excitement, as visiting cultivators from all places streamed in without cease, their figures shuttling between the sects, adding a touch of clamor and vitality to the originally tranquil and harmonious Immortal Sword Sect.

Because of the influx of these visiting cultivators, the Immortal Sword Sect was no longer populated solely by disciples of the Dao One Immortal Sect.

Thus, as these three individuals wearing the robes of Dao One Immortal Sect disciples walked among the crowd, they did not attract undue attention.

After all, to many disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, such a scene had long been commonplace, and everyone had grown accustomed to it.

Accordingly, the three began to feel somewhat idle, leisurely strolling through the Immortal Sword Sect and wandering about as they pleased.

Within the boundless Immortal Realm, the Immortal Sword Sect's strength lies at a medium level; while it cannot be counted among the top powers, it is certainly not weak enough to be bullied.

Except for a few areas designated as Forbidden Land, where outsiders are strictly prohibited, the majority of the sect imposes few restrictions on the activities of visiting cultivators.

Thus, the three strolled along leisurely while engaging in aimless chatter.

Suddenly, one of the disciples sighed with satisfaction.

"Oh dear, this journey has been extremely comfortable; being able to obtain a spot to participate in this sword discussion is truly worthwhile."

Another disciple immediately echoed: "That's right, we enjoy mountain delicacies and seafood every day here; such delicious dishes make me almost forget to return to Shu, I'm reluctant to go back."

At this moment, the third disciple spoke thoughtfully.

"Think about it, since we have enjoyed such generous treatment, if we fail to achieve outstanding results in this sword discussion, we would truly be unworthy of Elder Ye Zhangqing's painstaking efforts, and we would lose face."

"That's certainly the case; victory in this competition will surely belong to our Dao One Immortal Sect. Just thinking about it makes me excited beyond measure; I can't wait to see this splendid Four Sects Sword Discussion kick off soon."

One of them spoke excitedly.

The other two also nodded repeatedly, their agreement and anticipation evident.

Although the Four Sects Sword Discussion had not yet officially commenced, as the topic was discussed in depth, the three disciples' deep-seated fighting spirit gradually ignited, like a raging fire that could not be restrained.

Especially when considering how Ye Zhangqing had cared for them comprehensively along the way, taught them wholeheartedly, and given them many generous treatments—all in the hope that they would display their talents in this sword discussion—if they ultimately still returned defeated, it would be utterly shameful to face Ye Zhangqing's sincere efforts; they might as well find a hard block of tofu and smash their heads against it to die.

Such thoughts continually turned over in their minds, making their fighting spirit grow ever more intense and fervent.

At this very moment, as the three disciples gazed at the coming and going disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, their eyes flashed with fiery light, as if they wished to devour the opposition alive.

Meanwhile, the Immortal Sword Sect disciples who noticed the trio's unusual gazes couldn't help but frown, filled with doubt.

"What on earth is wrong with these people? Why do they stare at us with such fierce, greedy eyes? It feels like a starving beast spotting a delicious prey—utterly abnormal."

Such a spine-chilling gaze left the Immortal Sword Sect disciples feeling a chill run down their backs, utterly ill at ease.

They dared not meet that scorching gaze; upon noticing the three disciples' fighting intent, many Immortal Sword Sect disciples lowered their heads and hurried away, merely cursing silently in their hearts.

"Sick."

"Indeed, no matter how you look at it, something's off; it's best to avoid close contact with someone who seems normal at first glance."

Faced with the Immortal Sword Sect disciples hurrying away, the three curled their lips somewhat disinterestedly and said:

"Boring."

Their fighting spirit was fierce, yet no one dared to fight them; this feeling, lonely.

They all thought the same: these Immortal Sword Sect disciples have not a shred of sharpness; calling themselves sword cultivators, where is the sword-like keenness?

The three were solely focused on how to repay Ye Zhangqing; unfortunately, the Immortal Sword Sect disciples were unhelpful, giving the trio no opportunity at all, which left them feeling helpless.

However, as they walked, they unexpectedly encountered someone who lacked eyes.

At this moment, on a Qing Shi stone path in the mountains, the three looked at the person blocking their way ahead, their eyes full of fighting spirit and keen interest, and they laughed.

"Finally, we've met someone with guts."

"Heh, not bad, at least he didn't run."

"What are you looking at?"

The three's eyes blazed with fighting spirit as they coldly shouted at the person opposite.