With a snap!

Lingyun, Abao, and Yan Ruyu opened the door at the same time.

When Abao saw Dongfang Yun and the protector standing at Yan Ruyu's door, he immediately scolded them:

Why are you knocking on my sister-in-law's door?!

The protector's face turned cold, and he unleashed a terrifying killing intent, coldly shouting at A Bao:

"Boy, watch your mouth when you speak to my Holy Son! Otherwise, I'll make sure you die a gruesome death!"

Dongfang Yun immediately rebuked the old man:

"Elder Wu, please don't frighten the fairy's friend!"

Elder Wu nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Dongfang Yun smiled slightly and looked at Yan Ruyu:

"Fairy, may I come down to your room for a cup of tea?"

Just as Yan Ruyu was about to refuse, Ling Yun smiled and said:

"Of course! Fellow Daoist Dongfang invited us to ride the boat, so why not offer you a cup of spiritual tea? Please come in, Fellow Daoist Dongfang!"

Ling Yun was curious to see how this guy would pursue Yan Ruyu.

Dongfang Yun's heart sank. He had wanted to be alone with Yan Ruyu, so why were Ling Yun and A Bao getting involved?

However, in order to maintain his image as a gentleman in front of Yan Ruyu, he smiled and nodded generously.

Upon entering the room, Yan Ruyu, with a cold expression, reluctantly poured tea for Dongfang Yun.

His protector, Elder Wu, stood aside with his eyes closed, seemingly resting, but in reality, he kept his aura locked onto Ling Yun and A Bao to prevent them from doing anything inappropriate to Dongfang Yun.

Taking a small sip of tea, Dongfang Yun revealed an appreciative look and praised:

"The tea brewed by the fairy is indeed excellent, with a lingering fragrance and sweet aftertaste."

Yan Ruyu said speechlessly:

"This is tea provided by the ferry, not my tea!"

Pfft~

Ah Bao immediately laughed unkindly, and Elder Wu, the protector, immediately opened his eyes, giving Ah Bao a fierce warning.

Ah Bao didn't care at all and continued to laugh mockingly. Anyway, with his older brother by his side, who would dare to touch him?

Dongfang Yun coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness and quickly said:

"Ahem~ The tea served on the ferry is of average quality, but after being handled by the fairy, it becomes a tea that is one in a million."

A hint of disdain flashed in Yan Ruyu's eyes as she casually said:

"The tea was provided by the ferry, but I brewed it."

Dongfang Yun's face stiffened for a moment, but he quickly smiled and took out a sword.

The sword is one and a half feet long, dark green in color, and the scabbard is decorated with a phoenix totem.

He placed the short sword in front of Yan Ruyu.

"Fairy, this sword is forged from ten-thousand-year-old ice iron. Only inner disciples of my Spirit Sword Sect are qualified to wear it. I'm giving it to you, Fairy!"

Yan Ruyu didn't even look at it before refusing.

Ling Yun waved his hand and laughed:

"It is indeed a fine sword. Fellow Daoist Dongfang is truly magnanimous!"

Dongfang Yun said with a smug look on his face:

"The fairy is a beauty that could topple kingdoms; only the finest things are worthy of her."

"Alright!" Ling Yun laughed, toying with the short sword. "Then I'll accept it on behalf of the fairy!"

Yan Ruyu shook her head helplessly and coldly said to Dongfang Yun:

"Fellow Daoist Dongfang, I need to rest now. Please leave!"

Dongfang Yun smiled slightly, stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:

"Then I won't disturb your rest any longer, fairy. I'll take my leave now."

Stepping out of the room, Elder Wu said angrily:

"Holy Son, that sword is the symbol of the Holy Son of the Spirit Sword Sect. How could you just give it away like that? Besides, that woman seemed to be keeping everyone at arm's length."

"If the Holy Son truly desires that woman, I'll seize her for you right now! If she refuses, I'll simply kill her!"

With a confident smile on his face, Dongfang Yun shook his finger and chuckled:

"No, that fairy may seem cold, but she has already fallen for me. Such beauties are always shy. If there hadn't been other people in the room, she would have already thrown herself into my arms. Although it was that man who put away the short sword just now, it was actually at the fairy's behest."

When we disembark, the fairy will surely beg to become my Daoist partner.

I, Dongfang Yun, have never liked forcing things; I prefer the other person to take the initiative and offer themselves to me.

Inside the room, Yan Ruyu said with dissatisfaction:

"Brother, why did you accept Dongfang Yun's gift? He'll think I made you accept it on purpose."

Yan Ruyu had countless suitors since childhood, and she knew men's thoughts better than anyone.

Ling Yun waved his hand, toying with the short sword, and laughed:

"This sword is indeed quite good; it's at least a Heaven-rank sword. Since they gave it to us willingly, we might as well accept it."

...

Three hours later, with a jolt, the ferry successfully docked and entered the territory of Sword Immortal City.

Once everything was completely stable, Lingyun and the other two disembarked. One mile north was Sword Immortal City.

Sword Immortal City is narrow from east to west and long from north to south, resembling a giant sword when viewed from above.

At this moment, Dongfang Yun and Elder Wu were standing outside the ferry, waiting for Yan Ruyu.

As the three approached.

Dongfang Yun opened his folding fan and confidently said to Elder Wu beside him:

"When I pass by here later, the fairy will definitely be unable to resist confessing her love to me."

Elder Wu nodded, "The Holy Son's charm is unparalleled; even the most aloof fairy would fall for him."

Ling Yun and his two companions passed by Dongfang Yun as they discussed what to eat in Sword Immortal City.

He didn't even glance at Dongfang Yun.

Watching the three figures disappear into the distance, Dongfang Yun's face stiffened. He held back Elder Wu, who was about to erupt in anger, and said with a smile:

"The fairy will surely turn back within five breaths."

However, after five breaths, Ling Yun and the other two gradually disappeared into the distance.

Upon seeing this, the smile on Dongfang Yun's face vanished, replaced by anger.

"Stop right there!"

He pointed angrily at the backs of Ling Yun and the other two.

"That Dongfang Yun seems to be telling us to stop!"

Abao said to Lingyun.

Ling Yun said calmly:

"Ignore him!"

Seeing that Ling Yun and the other two did not stop, Dongfang Yun flew into a rage and shouted angrily at Elder Wu:

"Stop them!"

Elder Wu nodded, pointed two fingers together at Ling Yun and the other two, drew his sword, and thrust it toward Ling Yun's chest.

He didn't intend to stop Ling Yun; instead, he directly and ruthlessly killed him.

Faced with Elder Wu's murderous intent, Ling Yun's expression turned cold. He turned around abruptly, and the long sword that had been rushing towards him stopped a foot in front of him, unable to go any further.

Seeing this, Elder Wu's pupils shrank. He was at the ninth level of Martial Soul, how could Ling Yun, a weakling at the third level of Martial Spirit, block his sword?

Moreover, the sword couldn't be retrieved.

Ling Yun coldly looked at Dongfang Yun and questioned:

"What is the meaning of this, Fellow Daoist Dongfang?"

Dongfang Yun had completely abandoned his gentlemanly demeanor, pointing at Yan Ruyu and scolding her:

"I treated you to a luxury room and gave you a short sword, and you didn't even show any appreciation?"

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice:

"Does this mean I should offer myself in return? That's overestimating myself!"

As she spoke, Yan Ruyu took out the short sword, then put in 30,000 taels of silver notes and threw them to Dongfang Yun.

"Here you go, I don't want these things!"

Seeing the short sword and silver notes roll to his feet, Dongfang Yun's face instantly darkened. He was the Holy Son of the Spirit Sword Sect, and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Elder Wu must be killed without mercy!"