367: Chapter 6: Reunion with an Old Friend Name_2 367: Chapter 6: Reunion with an Old Friend Name_2 “Mother, I want to practice Qi cultivation, I want to become a cultivator!”
“Cultivate my ass, your father practiced for over a decade and still looks like a bear, not even at the Qi Cultivation First Level!
Better to learn some arithmetic, it’s a way to make a living anyway.”
“Wah wah wah, no, I don’t want to, I want to practice Qi cultivation.”
The scene was utter chaos, which made Gu Wen give up the idea of going in to watch.
In reality, it wasn’t as beautiful as he had imagined.
Most people cultivated merely for a better life, which was understandable.
His master didn’t insist on making everyone become an immortal, at least he offered people a chance to choose.
Even if that chance was extremely slim.
At that moment, Xie Yunnan had caught up and, seeing the scene, said, “Back in the day, my father also pushed me to go back home, saying what’s the use of practicing Qi cultivation, it would be better to learn poetry, chess, calligraphy, and painting to find a good family to marry into.”
“Hidden treasures are restrained, the higher one’s talents, the easier it is to hide one’s light and bide one’s time, and thus avoid detection.”
Gu Wen casually made that remark, which instantly made Xie Yunnan feel like she was facing a great enemy, her expression becoming a bit unnatural.
Her physique was such that even her master could not see through it.
If it hadn’t been for the Immortal Sword coming to find her, Xie Yunnan might have ended up living her whole life as a mortal.
And yet this senior from the Sanqing Taoist Sect could see through it?!
Xie Yunnan looked at the ordinary-looking Daoist before her as if she could see the Sanqing Taoist Sect that now ruled over the world through him.
He was neither the Huayang Venerable nor the Yun Miao Venerable, an obscure person who was stronger than the Sword Master leading her own sect.
Gu Wen noticed her unusual expression and did not pursue the topic further, saying, “Are you heading to an inn next?”
“Taiyi City has Broken Sword Mountain’s properties.
Fellow Daoist, are you going to the Sanqing Taoist Sect’s office, or will you accompany us?”
“I have a small courtyard here, it should be in the inner city, quite close to the Tianxuan Conference venue.”
A junior disciple of the Sword Sect widened his eyes and said, “Brother has a small courtyard in the inner city?
That’s a place where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold, one top-grade spiritual stone for just one inch.
That small courtyard is worth at least a thousand top-grade spiritual stones!”
He couldn’t understand the inexplicable conversation between the senior sister and Gu Wen, but as a local, he had a clear understanding of the city’s property prices.
Gu Wen, hearing it was worth a thousand top-grade spiritual stones, showed no ripples of emotion, as he never had a concept of the value of spiritual stones.
Still, flattered by others’ compliments, he smiled and said, “It was left to me by an old friend.”
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Subsequently, Gu Wen followed the disciples from Broken Sword Mountain into the inner city.
Due to the recent attack, the security check at the inner city gate was very strict, requiring bone analysis, mana, and even Divine Soul checks.
This undoubtedly caused dissatisfaction among many people, and arguments were heard everywhere.
For cultivators, having their Divine Soul checked was as bare as being stripped naked, and not all who came to participate were unaffiliated; many prominent sect cultivators were present.
For example, the Sanqing Taoist Sect, Broken Sword Mountain, Liuyun Sect, Sumeru Mountain, and so on, Taiyi City wouldn’t dare to offend these sects.
Therefore, after some compromise, some sect cultivators were able to enter on their own.
Gu Wen took advantage of Broken Sword Mountain’s frictionless entry into the inner city.
A feast for the eyes, the splendor was overwhelming, with red silk everywhere and a Spirit Vein buried deep underground, where the density of Spiritual Energy was several times higher than the outside world.
Amidst the splendor was more of an immortal’s style.
Gu Wen originally wanted to look around, but a sweep with his Divine Thought made him realize that what was curious wasn’t as abundant as in the outer city; mostly, it was opulent families and offices set up by Immortal Sects, and the few residences were occupied by so-called immortal cultivation families.
And the level of cultivation among the crowd had undergone a fundamental change.
Mortals were less common, with an average cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and occasionally several Golden Core Cultivators could be seen.
Walking along the main road, they arrived at the towering City Lord Mansion, where a golden Heavenly List was embedded in the city wall, similar to the three lists in the Immortal Land.
This was the Tianxuan Conference’s list.
Next to it, Xie Yunnan was explaining to the many Sword Sect disciples, who all showed eager and excited expressions; they all wished to leave their names on it.
Suddenly someone asked, “What rank was the Sword Master when he was young?”
Xie Yunnan teased, “What, you also want to be a Sword Master?”
Afterward, she stepped forward and asked a Taiyi City cultivator to bring the past records, and soon a jade stone was brought in, projecting a light screen next to the existing list.
“This is the list from a thousand years ago; most of those on it have become great powers that command respect everywhere, which, of course, includes our Broken Sword Mountain Sword Master.”
As Xie Yunnan spoke, she projected the names.
Immediately, a Sword Sect disciple exclaimed, “The Sword Master ranked first!”
The first name to catch the eye was “Xiao Yunyi,” followed by “Sanqing Daoist Xi,” then came Jun Yan, Chi Yu Zi, Lan Yongning, Lu Chan, Murong Xue, Hee Huan, Crane Qing, and others.
Many old friends’ names appeared; some he had defeated, some he had killed, and many were his good friends.
Alone, their names together were like a sky full of stars.
Xie Yunnan proudly introduced, “Three thousand years ago was known as the Golden Age, which produced Qingcang Immortal and the three Venerables.
And a thousand years ago, also known as the Great Golden Age, the top ten on this list are now all Venerable existences.”
“In one era, more than a dozen Venerables, and our Sword Master ranked first in this Great Golden Age!”
The Sword Sect disciples erupted into noise, then all became hot-blooded, each desiring to leave a name on this list.
Gu Wen continued to look down; the list differed from the Immortal Land’s three lists.
The people and land lists only had a hundred names, the Heavenly List only ten, but this list had five hundred names.
It probably related to the number of participants.
When he looked down to the bottom, Gu Wen’s gaze became fixed.
[The five hundredth, Yu Hua]
Memories stirred a voice of an old friend still lingering in his ear.