Chapter 1148 Senior

Wearing the veil given to her by Master Han, Song Chunxue followed Zhang Chengxuan and the others to Wanjian Mountain.

The mountain path is steep, and as you climb the steps, you see small blue flowers on both sides of the stone steps, which are quite unique.

She wore a long sword at her waist, held the hilt with one hand, and walked slowly along the winding path with her back straight. The higher she went, the better the scenery became.

A gentle breeze caressed her face, and her heart was at peace, tinged with a subtle joy.

At this moment, she felt no sadness, but rather affirmation of her continued progress on this path.

The wind in the mountains and the ever-approaching Wanjian Mountain filled her with strength, and her steps became more and more steady.

Seeking immortality and enlightenment—such distant and unattainable things—yet she is already on her way.

For some reason, the closer she got to Wanjian Mountain, the faster her heart beat.

Wuyou also trembled slightly.

[I sensed it! There really is a divine sword, an extraordinary sword, sealed within this giant rock!]

[Don't panic later, don't let anyone steal it. I've also spotted quite a few traces of evil cultivators; their auras are very familiar, the same ones I encountered in Aishan. Be careful.]

Okay, I understand.

[Oh, I didn't expect Master Han and Lord Zhao to be here too. Are they here to back you up?]

Song Chunxue subconsciously looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of them.

Zhang Chengxuan asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

"Wuyou said that Master Han and Senior Brother have also come. I want to see where they are."

Zhang Chengxuan looked at the crowd behind him and said, "It's probably not that easy for them to show up. Let's draw our swords and leave as soon as possible."

Song Chunxue actually wanted to know why she had to draw her sword during the day, in front of so many people. She wasn't some monkey who could amuse people.

"How about we come back tonight?"

Senior Yue, who was leading the way, smiled and requested, "They just want to witness the demeanor of the master of the Worry-Free Sword. They have no other ill intentions. Please allow the sword cultivator disciple I invited to take a look at Daoist Song. What do you say?"

You can't hit someone who's smiling, but Song Chunxue really didn't want to be made a fool of.

Later, after Sect Leader Yue goes to greet his acquaintances, she and her senior brother will go into hiding.

Hearing his junior brother's telepathic message, Zhang Chengxuan felt helpless but had no choice but to accept it.

She's trying to dump her problems on him to handle.

Well, who told my junior brother to have this right now?

Although they accepted Master Yue's invitation last night, ate and drank his food, and chatted happily.

But so what? If you don't like forcing others to do things against their will, just avoid it.

Moreover, he vaguely guessed that Wuyou must have come here because he had his eye on other powerful swords.

We can't let our junior brother get something that everyone envies in front of everyone; that's no different from putting ourselves on the hot seat.

"Sect Leader Yue."

"Brother Zhao, you've arrived."

"Brother Li, how have you been?"

"Sect Leader Yue looks more energetic than last time, has he comprehended the Dao of the Sword again?"

...

The group greeted each other with smiles as soon as they met. Song Chunxue nodded to Zhang Chengxuan, walked to an inconspicuous stone, and quietly stuck an invisibility talisman on her body.

She quickly followed a deserted path, heading forward as Wuyou pointed.

【careful! 】

However, Wuyou's warning came too late; Song Chunxue bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction at the corner.

"Ouch~"

"Hiss~"

"I'm sorry..."

"Senior Lan Jin?"

Upon seeing the person in front of her, Song Chunxue immediately removed her invisibility talisman.

"Sorry, I forgot I was wearing an invisibility talisman. Did you hurt yourself?"

Lan Jin smiled and shook her head, "How could we be so fragile? We've been through thick and thin together, what's a little bump and bruise?"

She looked Song Chunxue up and down, her eyes filled with admiration and satisfaction.

"You've improved again. How's your lightness skill?"

Song Chunxue felt somewhat ashamed, "I've been slacking off these past few years."

"How could that be? I can see it." Lan Jin asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"There are too many people over there. They all want to see Wuyou, and I feel too uncomfortable, so I came here to find some peace and quiet. I was thinking that it wouldn't be too late to ask for the sword after they leave. Where are you, senior?"

Lan Jin looked at the pavilion not far away. "We were just passing by when we heard about your whereabouts with the Worry-Free Sword, so we came to check it out. We originally planned to leave quietly."

As she spoke, she pointed to an inconspicuous cave on a higher cliff.

"Master Han is playing chess over there with a senior brother you don't know, and Lord Zhao is also there."

Song Chunxue shook her head slightly, "I won't bother them then."

Suddenly, I had the feeling that everyone around her was a chosen one, and that her road ahead was still very long.

Lan Jin glanced at Wanjian Mountain not far away. It was a towering mountain peak with swords stuck in all directions, like a hedgehog.

Due to their age, many of the swords are now surrounded by vines.

"Senior, have you ever sought a sword here before?"

Lan Jin snapped out of her reverie and nodded slightly. "I took down two swords, both of them were very ordinary swords, and then put them back in the sheath, leaving them for those who needed them more."

She smiled at Song Chunxue and said, "I suppose you'll find it hard to find a better sword than Wuyou."

Song Chunxue nodded, "Then does Senior know which of the people who came today are from Medicine King Valley?"

Lan Jin looked at her and knew what she wanted to ask.

"It was Sect Leader Yue who told you that people from Medicine King Valley were coming, right? They are just insignificant disciples of Medicine King Valley, not even up to Master Han's medical skills, let alone able to rescue Xie Zheng."

Song Chunxue nodded almost imperceptibly, "That's true."

She took out a small basket from her storage ring. "Senior, do you still like to eat guokui (a type of flatbread)?"