Chapter 17: Have You Ever Heard of a Land Sword Immortal?

"Senior Brother Lu, I recall you have a Sword Spirit Root?" Tao Yaoye glanced at the ancient, precious sword hanging at Lu Yang's waist, and then at the calluses on the web of his hand, formed from long-term sword practice. To have such changes in just one year was proof enough of Lu Yang's diligence in sword practice.

Lu Yang nodded and said modestly, "I barely qualify as a sword cultivator."

Cultivators are divided into different categories based on their specialties: elixir cultivators, talisman cultivators, array cultivators, body cultivators, sword cultivators, and so on. Among these, sword cultivators have the strongest offensive power; in a battle between those of the same realm, no one wants to face a sword cultivator.

The most famous trait of a sword cultivator is "breaking ten thousand laws with a single sword." No matter how profound your Daoist techniques are, I shall break them with one sword.

Corresponding to sword cultivators are Daoist technique cultivators, who claim: no matter how profound your sword techniques are, I can break a single sword with ten thousand laws.

Aside from "breaking ten thousand laws with a single sword," sword cultivators have other renowned techniques, such as "Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate" and "Flying Sword."

White robes like snow, stepping on a flying sword, riding the wind and breaking the waves—what a dashing and heroic posture that is!

What does one seek in immortal cultivation? First, to be strong; second, to be cool. Sword cultivators happen to perfectly fit these two standards. Countless cultivators yearn to become sword cultivators, but alas, they lack the talent for the sword and have no fate with it.

"So, Senior Brother Lu, what will you do after you learn the flying sword?"

Tao Yaoye had never heard of a sword cultivator who was afraid of heights.

Others cultivate to fly through the sky and burrow into the earth, carefree and unfettered; this Senior Brother Lu, I fear, only cultivates to burrow into the earth, carefree and unfettered.

Lu Yang said with a straight face, "A Sword Immortal is not synonymous with flying. Junior Sister Tao Yaoye, have you ever heard of a Land Sword Immortal?"

Tao Yaoye was stunned for a moment. Seeing Lu Yang so serious, and the term "Land Sword Immortal" sounding so familiar, she nodded along.

"Who says immortals are always high and mighty? Immortal, immortal—it still contains the character for 'human.' The immortal is in the sky, the human is on the ground. Immortals roam between heaven and earth; they can reach for the stars and moon above, and enter the nine abysses below, free and unrestrained."

"The term 'Land Sword Immortal' itself explains that a Sword Immortal is not limited to the sky; they can also walk upon the earth. With one sword strike, they can take the head of a demon from a thousand miles away!"

"My goal is to become an existence like a Land Sword Immortal!"

Tao Yaoye was just about to nod along with the atmosphere, but her long-cultivated calmness allowed her to react and discover the problem: "Wait, no—I've only ever heard of a Land Immortal. Where did this term 'Land Sword Immortal' come from?"

Lu Yang stared at Tao Yaoye silently for three seconds, as if brewing ancient secrets in his chest, and then said slowly.

"I made it up."

"..."

His attitude was so sincere that Tao Yaoye was left speechless.

Tao Yaoye did not discuss this topic further. In their three days of getting along, the image of this Senior Brother Lu had already collapsed beyond recognition in her mind.

During the first trial, she had seen with her own eyes Lu Yang testing for a Sword Spirit Root. At that time, in Tao Yaoye's mind, Lu Yang was like an upright, unyielding sword that could split the heavens—silent, yet unbreakable.

After the second trial, she heard Lu Yang describe his unique method of passing, and she felt that sword cultivators had flexible minds and might have even greater future achievements.

During the third trial, she was so exhausted on the Heart-Questioning Mountain that she could barely keep her eyes open, thinking it impossible for anyone to climb to the fiftieth step. That was when she saw Lu Yang reach the fiftieth step and pass successfully. Lu Yang's success gave her great confidence, which gave her the perseverance to continue climbing and pass smoothly.

A year later, she met the Senior Brother Lu who was afraid of heights and exceptionally talkative.

She finally understood what "distance creates beauty" meant.

"Calculating the time, it's time to get off the boat."

Lu Yang spread out a large map. The map was very detailed, marking the Seeking Dao Sect, the Imperial City of the Great Xia Dynasty, famous mountains and rivers, important cities, and blessed lands.

This was a map of one-eighth of the Central Continent.

There was a small red dot on the map, moving very slowly; if one didn't pay attention, one would think the small red dot was stationary.

The small red dot marked their current location.

This was not an ordinary map, but a magic treasure essential for travel.

Although the map was excellent, the place called Taiping Township was too small to be marked; it was already rare that Quhe County was marked.

This flying boat departed from the Seeking Dao Sect to the Imperial City of the Great Xia Dynasty, a journey of countless tens of thousands of miles. Let alone Taiping Township, even Quhe County was just an insignificant little dot at such a distance, barely leaving a name on the map.

The flying boat would not stop in small places like Quhe County. If it stopped everywhere, the speed of the flying boat would be greatly reduced, and its efficiency advantage would be no better than a horse-drawn carriage.

This flying boat would only stop at major transport nodes such as the Seeking Dao Sect, Qingyun City, Tongtian Valley, Fulong Mountain, and the Imperial City.

Lu Yang had heard from the Eldest Senior Sister that if one wanted to get off the flying boat, one just had to jump off.

Hearing this made the corners of Lu Yang's eyes twitch.

The flying boat was similar to the airplanes of his previous life, with extreme speed and efficiency as priorities. The biggest difference was that passengers in his previous life had to honestly wait for the plane to land before getting off, while passengers in the immortal cultivation world could jump off whenever they wanted.

It emphasized freedom and openness.

This was Lu Yang's first time jumping off a boat, and he was very excited.

Specifically manifested by his legs trembling.

This was ten thousand meters in the air.

"Senior Brother Lu, do you know how to get off the boat?"

"Naturally." Lu Yang puffed out his chest, feeling somewhat proud.

Ten thousand meters in the air—without using clever force, just falling straight down, even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would be smashed into meat paste.

Lu Yang had asked the Eldest Senior Sister how to get off the boat, but she didn't answer, only saying not to read books or ask others, but to think of a way himself and cultivate the good habit of independent thinking.

And so, Lu Yang successfully thought of a way to get off the boat and prepared for it.

It wasn't just Lu Yang and the other person preparing to get off; there were seven or eight other strangers.

Lu Yang and the others stood at the edge of the deck in a row.

The seven or eight strangers took out standard paper umbrellas.

Tao Yaoye took out a red paper umbrella that she had carefully refined.

Lu Yang took out a parachute.

"Hmm?"

Lu Yang felt that he didn't seem very sociable; why was what everyone else took out different from his?

Just as Lu Yang was wondering what they were going to do, a middle-aged man in black, impatient, held his umbrella and leaped off the flying boat.

The middle-aged man in black fell like a cannonball, his speed increasing.

He calmly injected spiritual energy into the paper umbrella; the light spiritual energy was like silk and thread, like a nimble green snake, winding from the handle up the ribs of the umbrella.

The paper umbrella seemed to come to life, waking from hibernation and stretching its body. The falling speed of the middle-aged man in black gradually slowed, and he landed safely, swaying.

The middle-aged man in black let go, and the paper umbrella closed, turning into a stream of light that shuttled through the sea of clouds and returned to the flying boat.

The paper umbrella was not the property of the middle-aged man in black, but was lent to customers by the flying boat.

The seven or eight strangers and Tao Yaoye turned their heads to look at Lu Yang in unison, and even in Tao Yaoye's eyes, there was confusion.

They were holding umbrellas to jump off the boat; what were you doing carrying a bag on your back?

Lu Yang didn't blush or skip a beat on the surface, returning their confused gazes with a brilliant smile, as if it wasn't him who was the odd one out.

In reality, his heart was churning, and he didn't know where to start complaining.

All words turned into one sentence—Eldest Senior Sister, you've misled me! ===== CHAPTER 18 =====