Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 35 Jin Haolin sends out an invitation, Qingyuan Sword Master’s paranoia

Inside the house, the man sat with his back to the skylight, a shadow fell, and the light and shadow cut into two worlds.

The sunlight cast a harsh and dazzling halo, shining behind him as if a god had descended.

The bright golden light became a symbol of wealth in the eyes of ordinary people like Xu Qingluan.

The lobby of the Chamber of Commerce is extremely luxurious, and the rooms on the top floor are even more luxurious.

Even if they don't know the goods, they can still see that any piece of equipment here can be sold for a high price for a few high-grade spiritual stones.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Jin Haolin raised his eyes and was immediately happy when he saw Su Nanzhi.

"Miss Su, please sit down." He pointed to the seat in front of him.

Su Nanzhi swallowed his saliva and walked in a little cautiously.

When you are used to working as a working man, you are a little overwhelmed when you suddenly come to such a high-end place.

Jin Haolin stared at her, his eyes fell on her bright yellow clothes, he raised his eyebrows, and was very surprised: "Why don't you wear a robe?"

He had a vague suspicion in his heart, looking forward to it, but also a little worried.

The price to pay for leaving the sect is not small.

Feeling the aura of the Foundation Establishment Stage on her body, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Because Su Nanzhi no longer exists in the Qingyun Sect." Su Nanzhi said in a calm voice and glanced to the side, "At least in their perception, that's the way it is."

Jin Haolin was stunned.

It’s not about being kicked out, nor is it about leaving on one’s own initiative.

No wonder his cultivation has not diminished.

It is a very serious matter for a monk to be kicked out of the sect, especially for the inner disciples.

Within the sect, they have enough resources.

But if you leave, no one will provide you with resources even if you don't have a broken cultivation level.

In this world of immortality where the strong are respected, life is extremely difficult, even worse than that of ordinary people.

Jin Haolin looked at Su Nanzhi's face. That clear and beautiful face had no emotion and was surprisingly calm.

He was so impressed that he couldn't help but ask: "So, Miss Su has become a casual cultivator now?"

Su Nanzhi shook his head, "No, theoretically I am still a disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

She answered cautiously, "It's just that the sect doesn't recognize my existence."

Although Jin Haolin treats them well, he can't believe them all.

The world of cultivating immortals is full of crises. Su Nanzhi, who left the sect, has no backer and needs to be extremely cautious.

Hearing the ambiguity in her words, Jin Haolin didn't ask any more questions.

He brought a white jade teacup and poured tea.

Heat filled his face, and as the tea slowly flowed down, Jin Haolin's eyes gradually lost focus.

He has some sympathy for Qingyuan Sword Master.

As a famous sword cultivator in the world of immortality, he has always been a representative figure of integrity.

It's only possible that his personality is too paranoid.

When he awakened the companion spirit beast at the age of fifteen, Qingyuan Sword Master personally visited him, just to accept Jin Haolin as his disciple.

At that time, Jin Haolin saw that he was arrogant, self-centered, and believed in what he believed in, and it was difficult to listen to other people's opinions and opinions.

He even bluntly stated during the negotiation that no one could be Jin Haolin’s master except him.

As a disciple of the golden spiritual root, only by practicing swordsmanship can the effect of the spiritual root be maximized.

Known as the Sword Master, his strength is beyond doubt.

Jin Haolin couldn't stand that proud temperament and refused.

Anyway, with their family's strength, even in the world of immortality where monks are respected, they still have hundreds of millions of assets to protect him.

If it weren't for the family's request, he would never become a disciple.

The only thing that can interest him is money.

In his eyes, good resources are just cold numbers.

Jin Haolin handed over the tea and asked, "What are Miss Su's plans next?" Su Nanzhi took a sip of tea and lowered her eyes.

The hot air curled up, casting a layer of mist on her eyelashes.

The dark, round and bright almond eyes became hazy, filled with mist.

Her slender fingertips were spotlessly clean, stained with a light powder, and she tapped the table rhythmically, her eyes thinking.

"Leave Qingyun Mountain and start practicing alone. As for where to go..." Su Nanzhi shook his head, "I haven't decided yet."

The incident happened suddenly and she was not ready to leave.

Moreover, the original owner grew up in Qingyun Sect since childhood. Because he was not taken seriously by the sect, he has not left the mountain for fifteen years.

Now, she was like a little bear coming out of its cave for the first time, curiously looking at the outside world, but not daring to move forward. She was forcefully pulled out and glanced blankly at this strange world.

"The next flying boat will arrive the day after tomorrow. Since Miss Su hasn't decided where to go yet, why not come with me?"

Jin Haolin extended the invitation, "I had previously agreed to go to my place to have a chat, and now is just the right opportunity."

After thinking about it, Su Nanzhi nodded.

"Then thank you, Master Jin."

"You're welcome, Miss Su." Jin Haolin smiled, with a hint of successful cunning in his eyes.

Looking up, all the emotions were hidden.

"Ms. Su comes to the Chamber of Commerce this time, but what kind of transaction are you going to make?"

Su Nanzhi nodded, spread out his hand, and light flashed from his palm, revealing a long sword.

That was the sword that Qingyuan Sword Master gave her when she started practicing. It was different from those used by other inner disciples.

Jin Haolin just took a quick glance and shook his head.

"Sorry, the Chamber of Commerce does not trade with sect swords."

He didn't know what the Qingyun Sect's sword was like, but he was sure that Su Nanzhi would not have any other swords in his hand.

"This is not a sect sword." Su Nanzhi turned his wrist and showed it, "This sword is called the Black Iron Sword."

Hearing this, Jin Haolin looked over intently.

The sword flipped over, exuding a biting cold light.

He could tell the material of the sword at a glance, and he had already begun to estimate the price in his heart.

He raised his head with a puzzled look on his face: "You already have your own sword before you even build the foundation. You should be treated well in Qingyun Sect."

Why did everyone treat her coldly, intentionally or unintentionally, when he went there last time.

Especially the female cultivator named Fu Wei.

Su Nanzhi lowered her eyelashes.

The former Qingyuan Sword Master treated her very well.

After knowing that she had golden spiritual roots, he wholeheartedly asked her to become a sword cultivator, and even gave her this top-grade magic weapon made of fine black iron.

For beginners, it is overkill.

Although the Qingyuan Sword Master at that time was stern, he also cared about her.

The contrast after that also completely chilled the original owner.

Under Xie Hongyu's PUA, he blamed himself for all the mistakes and never held any grudge against them.

Su Nanzhi spoke slowly: "Master said that I deliberately slacked off and chilled his heart."

Jin Haolin frowned and looked at the black iron sword.

"Are you really going to sell this sword?"

For sword cultivators, swords are equivalent to life.

Su Nanzhi's attitude was firm, "Learning swordsmanship is something that is forced on others, and I'm still not sure which path is suitable for me."

"And..." She glanced at the Black Iron Sword, "I didn't choose this sword myself."

Jin Haolin's expression paused slightly.

Sword cultivators value heavy swords, so the sword they use is naturally the one that best suits them and matches their souls.

(End of this chapter)