Chapter 11

Just as Wen Wan was about to speak, Lin Zhu quickly covered her mouth: "Fellow Daoists, please forgive me. My elders have said that I cannot easily reveal my identity. Please do not ask any more questions. I can't keep my mouth shut."

The two worked together to intimidate the group, making them abandon their idea of ​​profiting from them.

As for the two people, they are probably not as useful as the luminous pearl in their hands. This pampered young lady still seems to want to go with them. If something happens, they may be in trouble with their elders.

The disciples from Kunshan exchanged glances, and the leader cupped his hands and said, "Please be careful, fellow Daoists. We are heading deeper into the area and may encounter dangers that we cannot protect you. We will take our leave now."

Wen Wan wanted to say something more, but Lin Zhu stopped him, acting like a proud older brother, and bowed to the group, saying, "Farewell."

After the group had gone some distance, Wen Wan stopped pretending, put away the luminous pearl, and replaced it with a low-key lantern, instantly halving the light source.

“The luminous pearl is too conspicuous. Even in the cultivation world, there are plenty of hypocrites. I’m expending too much energy on it. Before I get the Marrow Cleansing Grass, I want to avoid unnecessary conflict,” Wen Wan explained to him.

Lin Zhu nodded, and seeing their disheveled appearance, he remembered that he could use the Dust Removal Technique.

"Why didn't you use such a useful spell just now?" Wen Wan rolled her eyes at him.

"I just didn't expect that," Lin Zhu said sullenly.

"Don't you have anything you want to ask me?" Wen Wan asked.

"For example?" Lin Zhu thought of something: "For example, you can summon weapons to fight without using spiritual power?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in other people's private affairs. Similarly, I hope you won't interfere in my affairs either. We are just business partners now."

Wen Wan nodded, "That would be perfect."

The two continued deeper into the fog, which made it impossible to distinguish between night and day. Exhausted, they found a spot to rest.

Wen Wan took out a large meat bun from her spatial storage and began to eat it with relish.

Time doesn't flow in space, so the steamed buns won't spoil.

"Want some?" Wen Wan handed him one.

Lin Zhu shook his head. He had already eaten one before setting off. Food contains some impurities, which can affect cultivation speed. He couldn't eat these things as freely as Wen Wan, eating them for every meal.

After refusing, he began to meditate and cultivate.

Wen Wan glanced at her but didn't press the matter.

During their rest periods, the two took turns standing guard, and after they had recovered their strength, they continued their journey.

The fog had thinned considerably by then. After walking for a long time, the two came across a field of medicinal herbs. Looking around, they saw a patch of ordinary calming herbs.

Calming grass has a calming effect and can also be used to make various calming pills.

This herb is quite common and is a frequently used consumable in alchemy, but there are quite a lot of them, making harvesting them somewhat troublesome now.

Wenwan has plenty of these things and is considering whether or not to accept them.

"Stop! We've got our eye on this medicinal herb field first. If you know what's good for you, get lost."

A young man's voice rang out. Wen Wan raised an eyebrow. Who was this fool who didn't know what was good for them?

She's almost fully recovered now, but she's not as easy to talk to as she was yesterday.

Turning around, all I saw was a white robe, with a Kunshan pine ornament at the waist.

Oh wow? Another group of disciples from the Kunshan Sect? But it's not the same group as last time, what a coincidence.

The Kunshan Sect was once part of the Kunlun Sect, one of the five major sects, and it enjoyed a period of glory, but it later declined.

The Kunshan Sect, relying on its past glory, likes to take advantage of others by using the name of the Kunlun Sect, which is a headache for the Kunlun Sect. It is said that they like to follow others around and pick up scraps in the secret realm.

I couldn't follow behind and scavenge anything in the Spirit Mist Secret Realm, but I did happen to run into it twice by chance.

"Yours?" Wen Wan smiled. "The medicinal herb field has your name on it?"

"What? You want to compete with us?" The leading man looked down on them. "You don't even have spiritual power."

"Him?" The other person pointed at Lin Zhu: "Only a good-for-nothing would hide his strength for fear of being looked down upon."

The speaker was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, around twenty years old at the end of the month. Being a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was indeed something to be proud of.

This reminded Wen Wan of someone who had broken through to the Out-of-Body stage at the age of twenty. Wasn't that something to be proud of?

To be honest, I still can't remember who he was in my previous life. Once I find the Marrow Cleansing Grass, I'll have to find out more about him.

"He said you're a piece of trash." Wen Wan chuckled and nudged Lin Zhu with her shoulder.

She went all out when fighting the poisonous vines, but Lin Zhu didn't. He was trapped at the time, and after he got out, he cut off the vines himself.

Lin Zhu's strength is probably at least at the level of being distracted.

Wen Wan then realized that Lin Zhu was also a big shot; she had originally thought he was just a bit more powerful.

At this time, everyone was heading deeper into the secret realm, hoping to find good things. Since the fog wasn't too thick, they couldn't resist coming over to join in the fun when they saw a group of people here. The onlookers advised, "Young friends, this Soul-Soothing Grass isn't anything valuable. Just let it go. It's best not to offend the disciples of the Kunshan Sect."

"Yes, although you arrived first, there are only two of you, and you don't have any spiritual power yet, so you'll be at a disadvantage in a fight," another passing cultivator reminded him.

"Did you hear that? The strength of our Kunshan Sect is not something you small sects can contend with." Seeing that they were dressed plainly and did not have any special sect tokens hanging on their bodies, the Kunshan Sect disciples were certain that they were a small sect that was easy to bully.

“That’s right, we belong to the Kunlun Sect, one of the five major sects. If you dare to offend our Senior Brother Song Jie, you’ll be in for a world of hurt,” another disciple chimed in.

Senior Brother Song Jie was the one leading the group, a cultivator in the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

At that moment, a rustling sound came from behind them.

Herb fields are often guarded by demonic beasts. If you want to harvest them, it's best to do it stealthily and run away to avoid disturbing them. Clearly, the demonic beasts guarding this herb field were awakened by their noise.

The two turned around and saw a bunch of green caterpillar monsters, not very strong, but numerous.

Seeing that the insect was about to jump onto the two of them, Lin Zhu reacted immediately and pulled Wen Wan back a step, thus saving her from being pounced on by the insect.

The other onlookers, unconcerned, quickly retreated. The disciples from Kunshan, however, remained unmoved and mocked the two: "A monster with such weak strength beat you up like this, and you still want to harvest this medicinal field? That's ridiculous."

Lin Zhu did not answer him. He summoned his spirit sword, and Wen Wan looked at it closely. It was silver-white, whereas when he fought the poisonous vines, his innate spiritual power did not look like this.

It seems that her partner also has quite a few secrets.

"Junior Sister Song, watch carefully. This move can unleash 70% of its power without needing spiritual energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw a white sword shadow flash by. In an instant, everyone felt a chilling sword intent. Even the group of demonic beasts that were trying to attack were frozen in place as if they were scared out of their wits.

The moment the sword energy spread out, all was silent, time seemed to stand still, and when they came to their senses, the group of demonic beasts had been shattered into pieces and were lying on the ground.

"Kun...Kunlun Sword Technique..."

Song Jie stared at the scene in astonishment and disbelief: How could this be? They are just a small sect, how could they possibly know the Kunlun Sword Technique!

He subconsciously denied this possibility.

The other onlookers also felt this incredible sword intent, which sent chills down their spines.

"Senior Brother Song... you must be mistaken. This sword technique is indeed very strong, but the Kunlun Sword Manual has always been passed down only to direct disciples, and they don't seem like..."

"Shut up!" He hoped the man would admit his mistake, but the lingering aura of the sword energy told him that this was the Kunlun Sword Technique.

"Who exactly are you?" Song Jie stared at Lin Zhu with displeasure.

The Kunshan School was merely a minor branch of the Kunlun School, and was actually vastly different from the Kunlun School. Despite his best efforts, he could not gain entry into the Kunlun School.

He was dissatisfied and unwilling to accept it.

Song Jie was born into a prestigious family and was pampered from a young age. Even after joining the sect, he was favored by the sect leader and praised by his fellow disciples because of his exceptional talent. Even the elders said that with his talent, he would be able to enter the Kunlun Sect sooner or later, and told him to cultivate diligently and wait a little longer.

Yet, the seemingly ordinary person before him, whom he had looked down upon upon first meeting, had mastered a sword technique known only to direct disciples of Kunlun. How could that be?

"It's just a small sect, no need for you to worry about it." Lin Zhu raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a provocative expression.

The Kunlun Sect is just a small, insignificant sect; their sect is nothing compared to that.

The onlookers had already assumed that he was a Kunlun Sect disciple hiding his identity.

His actions successfully angered Song Jie.

"So what if you know the Kunlun Sword Technique?" Song Jie angrily summoned his spirit sword, and the other Kunshan disciples also drew their own spirit swords.

"I say this medicinal herb field is mine, and it is mine. Who dares to take it from me?"

He looked at the crowd retreating with an arrogant expression.

Wen Wan: It seems I have no choice but to take this medicinal herb field today; I wasn't planning on taking it at first.

Song Jie glared at the two unmoved men with hostility, then suddenly sneered, "What? You're bringing along a piece of trash who doesn't even have spiritual power, and you think you can take it from us?"

There were five of them in total: one in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, one in the early-Nascent Soul stage, and at the very least, one in the mid-Golden Core stage. Did he really think he could handle them all by himself? Dream on.

By the way, he just used the Kunlun Sword Technique without even using spiritual power. Could he also be a low-level waste?

Seeing this, Song Jie looked at the two of them with even more smugness.

"Young friend, why don't you just give up? This calming herb isn't worth much. Even if you know the Kunlun Sword Technique, you'll still suffer if you fight them all by yourself," the onlookers advised.

“Yeah, your girl doesn’t have any spiritual power, so you have to protect her when you fight. Spiritual herbs are a small matter, but getting hurt is a big deal,” another person said.

"Kunlun and Kunshan are one family, why ruin the harmony over this? Besides, Kunlun doesn't lack these things, so just give in. As the saying goes, suffering a loss is a blessing."

Everyone nodded in agreement, agreeing that what they said made a lot of sense, and waited for the two men's response.

Wen Wan chuckled and nodded in strong agreement: "Indeed, suffering a loss is a blessing."

Just when everyone thought she had given in.

"Then I wish you all boundless happiness."

A gentle smile curved her lips: "Lin Zhu, bring the sword!"