Immortal Soaring Blade

The little girl that was pouring tea was only around 11 or 12 years old. She looked similar to the boss lady; they were probably mother and daughter.

Although the little girl was young, she was very skilled at her job. Soon, the tea was brought to the table and served. Her lovely braids swayed while she carried the tea pot that was a bit too big for her and left.

There was no good tea in a remote place like this, but a cheap tea like this had its own unique flavor. Its special fragrance even raised praise from Pei Su Su, who had drunk a variety of spirit teas.

Soon, the woman returned with a plate of pretty and fragrant pastries.

Zhao Jiuge tasted the tea, and after savoring the faint fragrance of the tea, he asked the woman, “I’d like to know where this place is. Is it still part of the Yan Province?”

The beautiful boss lady was startled for a moment. After taking a look at Zhao Jiuge’s group of three, she smiled. “You three must be foreigners. This is still part of the Yan Province. It is the Yan Zhi Region, which is on the easternmost edge of the Yan Province. If you continue eastward, you will enter the Huang Province.”

After the woman saw Zhao Jiuge nod, she smiled and left to continue managing her stall.

This surprised Zhao Jiuge, who thought they had already left the Yan Province. However, they had already reached the border, so he believed that the people of the Giant Sword Sect wouldn’t chase this far.

Their talks were heard by the people nearby. When they first arrived, they had attracted the attention of everyone here. Although they emitted no spirit force fluctuations, their every moment gave off an ethereal feeling.

Aside from the relatively ordinary Zhao Jiuge, one was an extremely beautiful woman whose skin looked so tender, it seemed like it would bruise by breathing on it. The other was a bald young man with equally white skin and red lips. It would be difficult for this group of three to not attract attention.

At this moment, there were only three women sitting in this tea stall. One was the sweet-looking woman with the man. Although her appearance was pretty good, it wasn’t amazing.

The other was the young girl with the old man. She looked very pure and was a rare beauty, but due to the dangerous aura the old man gave off, the group of seven or eight men didn’t dare to look at her.

The arrival of a shocking beauty like Pei Su Su attracted the fiery gazes of these men. Pei Su Su noticed this, and her expression stiffened and she revealed a cold aura. Her flower-like smile was only meant for Zhao Jiuge— it was not something any man could see!

Feeling that Pei Su Su was not happy about being stared at, Zhao Jiuge felt a bit helpless. He held his teacup as his gaze swept over to that group of men. He released this spirit force and spread it toward that table.

The most powerful person in their group was only at the Foundation Realm, so there was no way they could withstand Zhao Jiuge’s pressure. Their expressions immediately changed and their eyes filled with terror. They felt breathless, but, fortunately, Zhao Jiuge had only released it for a moment as a warning.

After being scared by Zhao Jiuge, none of them dared to look at Pei Su Su anymore. They all lowered their heads and pretended to drink tea. They were shocked by the strength Zhao Jiuge had revealed.

The white-haired old man was startled for a moment when Zhao Jiuge released his aura, but he soon returned to normal. He revealed a playful smile, which confused his two disciples.

However, the cold-looking man from the couple’s table couldn’t help but furrow his brows and raise his guard.

Without the trouble of being stared at, the three of them continued to drink tea and talk softly.

However, the rich young master with the four charming women and four burly guards didn’t settle down.

When Zhao Jiuge released his spirit force, the Cold Underworld Sword on his back responded to his spirit force. It trembled slightly and released a phoenix cry.

Others might not have noticed it while paying attention to Pei Su Su’s beauty and Zhao Jiuge’s strength. However, he was rather close, so he had noticed it.

At this moment, this rich young master’s eyes were turning. He was looking at Zhao Jiuge’s sword with a burning gaze while caressing his own sword. It has to be said that when Pei Su Su entered, he had only taken a glance and then looked away without much interest. However, he was now looking at Zhao Jiuge’s flying sword with such an excited gaze.

Zhao Jiuge naturally noticed his abnormal reaction but chose to remain silent. As long as he didn’t bother them, Zhao Jiuge wouldn’t go around causing trouble either.

San Wu perhaps had never drank tea before. He drank cup after cup, showing no intent of savoring the tea at all.

The young master became restless and stopped the women that were massaging him, then he made his way toward Zhao Jiuge’s table with a sly smile.

“Young hero, can I sit down next to you? I have something to say.”

The rich young master held his sword inlaid with many spirit stones. His tone was shy and he nervously looked at Zhao Jiuge’s reaction. His gaze occasionally moved toward the quaint, black sword sheath on Zhao Jiuge’s back.

Zhao Jiuge frowned. He didn’t think the trouble would come looking for him. Originally, he thought this young man was here for Pei Su Su, but he had never looked at her. Instead, he was focused on Zhao Jiuge and the sword on his back. He nodded as he wanted to hear what the young man had to say.

After seeing Zhao Jiuge’s nod, the rich young master suddenly grinned and excitedly sat down beside Zhao Jiuge. San Wu continued to drink and eat on his own. Pei Su Su rolled her eyes at Zhao Jiuge.

“Fellow hero, I’m Peng Bo, a native to the Yan Zhi Region. Although my Peng family isn’t a famous family, we still have our forces. If you need help in the future, please tell me. Consider it my gesture of friendship.”

The moment he sat down, he began to speak, endlessly introducing himself.

“Stop. You came here to say this? If there is anything else, just say it.” Zhao Jiuge immediately stopped Peng Bo’s endless chatter. He must have come for a reason, or he wouldn’t be saying all these nice things. He always believed that those that came to offer goods for free had treacherous intentions.

Peng Bo’s eyes immediately widened greatly. No one would dare to interrupt at home. However, he quickly recovered and smiled. “It’s really nothing. I can see that you have a good flying sword, and we both use swords. I think we can be good friends. Since we both came here for the Wind Mountain Villa, we can go together.”

Seeing Peng Bo’s expression, Zhao Jiuge didn’t think he was lying and believed those words. However, hearing the latter half of the sentence, he couldn’t help but ask, “What Wind Mountain Villa?”

This time, Peng Bo was the one who was startled, and he shouted, “Brother, you didn’t come for the Wind Mountain Villa? I thought you were the same as all of us here and were heading to the Wind Mountain Villa.”

After he finished speaking, Peng Bo lowered his head and muttered to himself, “Strange. Someone actually came here but isn’t headed toward the Wind Mountain Villa? It’s a great opportunity.”

Zhao Jiuge and Pei Su Su looked at each other with doubt in their eyes. From Peng Bo’s tone, it seemed like there was something important happening at the Wind Mountain Villa.

San Wu didn’t care about this at all—he was focused on tasting his tea. He didn’t care where he went, because he only had one goal: to figure out the doubt in his heart.

“What is the purpose of the Wind Mountain Villa?” In order to get to the bottom of this matter, Zhao Jiuge put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Peng Bo with a serious expression.

Then Zhao Jiuge and Peng Bo’s exchange allowed Zhao Jiuge to figure out what was happening.

The Wind Mountain Villa was originally a small force in a remote area of the Yan Zhi Region. However, 10 years ago, the strength of the Wind Mountain Villa took a leap forward. Not only had the master of the villa reached the Nascent Soul Realm, even his son and relatives became much stronger.

After that, the Wind Mountain Villa became very famous in the area. The Wind Mountain Villa wasn’t a sect, just a power with cultivators. However, their overall strength was no weaker than some third-rate sects. This resulted in many rogue cultivators nearby heading over and becoming guests of the villa.

The master of the Wind Mountain Villa suddenly released word that he would be celebrating his 200th birthday. He had invited nearby forces and rogue cultivators to come to the Wind Mountain Villa. The most important thing was that not long ago, the Wind Mountain Villa found a rank-5 spirit vein. As long as the guests were strong enough, the top 10 guests would be allowed to cultivate inside it for a month. They might also receive some medication from the villa as well.

The moment this news was released, it caused a commotion among the nearby forces. They immediately sent out their elite disciples, and even some old fellows came out.

It has to be said that the price of a spirit vein was unimaginable, not to mention a rank-5 one. Aside from the big sects and powerful forces, small sects and weaker forces couldn’t even dream of tempering themselves inside a spirit vein and absorbing the attribute inside.

The surrounding area was rather lively because everyone was attending the Wind Mountain Villa’s master’s birthday. Everyone wanted a spot to enter the spirit vein.

The Peng family could be considered a good force in the area. Peng Bo had reached the late stage of the Foundation Realm with the help of his family. He had come out here to create a good relationship with the Wind Mountain Villa and also try his luck in entering the spirit vein. He could use it to help him reach the Spirit Core realm.

Not only the Peng family, any family with some fame had sent their people here. The nearby third-rate sects all envied the spirit vein, but they couldn’t afford to lose face, so they hadn’t sent anyone over.

After saying all of this, Peng Bo looked around at the nearby tables and told Zhao Jiuge that the seven or eight men in uniforms were from the Golden Blade Sect in the Huang Province. The couple was a famous pair of rogue cultivators here. As for the old man and his two disciples, he had not seen them before. They seemed to be rogue cultivators who were passing by.

This news was released one month ago, and there were only three days until the Wind Mountain Villa’s master’s birthday. Most people had already arrived, but even now, the official road was crowded with people rushing toward the Wind Mountain Villa.

After hearing all of this, Zhao Jiuge gained a general understanding of the Wind Mountain Villa. He began to ponder but didn't speak.