Immortal Travel of Longevity

Ning Bufan was indeed afraid—not of the young lady, but of the sword in her hands.

He truly could not figure out how Mister Chen's sword had ended up in this girl's hands.

Where events are abnormal, a demon is bound to appear.

He had originally planned to leave, but after mulling it over for a long while, he decided to turn back and get to the bottom of it.

Yu Youyu had just found an inn to rest at.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared right behind her.

"Heh heh, Miss, we meet again!"

"Little thief!"

Yu Youyu's eyes widened in sudden anger. "You still dare to come back? Take my sword!"

Ning Bufan hastily held up his hands to stop her. "Don't get agitated, Miss. I'm really not a bad person. I just came back to ask why Mister Chen's sword is in your hands! I'm only asking."

Yu Youyu stayed her hand. Seeing his reaction, she demanded, "What is your relationship with Mister Chen?!"

The sword in her hand advanced another half step.

Ning Bufan hurriedly raised both hands and stood perfectly still. "In my earlier years, Mister Chen taught me some Divine Abilities and Arts and Techniques. I traveled with him for a time."

Yu Youyu did not harbor much suspicion, as the Listening Rain Sword seemed to agree with Ning Bufan's claim.

She said, "I'll tell you, but you have to come with me to the Magistrate's Office!"

Ning Bufan heard this and replied, "Alright!"

Yu Youyu sheathed the sword and said, "A while ago, Mister Chen went mad and inexplicably lent this sword to me."

"Lent it to you?"

"Yes."

"Then where is Mister Chen right now?"

"I don't know. According to Auntie Ruyi, Mister Chen has fallen ill."

"Him? Ill? He can get sick?"

Ning Bufan absolutely refused to believe such a thing.

"That's what Auntie Ruyi said."

"Who is Ruyi?"

"Uncle Chen's niece."

"He has a niece?"

"Not by blood."

"Oh..."

Ning Bufan caught on, but then added, "Still, I don't understand why he would lend his sword to a mortal like you. Did you save his life?"

Yu Youyu shook her head. "No. I just gave him some wine to drink when he was acting crazy."

Ning Bufan still could not make sense of it. His gaze landed on the Listening Rain Sword.

He could not help but feel it was a pity.

How much power could a peerless Immortal Sword like this unleash in the hands of a mere mortal?

"Do you have any idea what this sword actually means?"

"Means what?"

Yu Youyu did not quite grasp his words.

Ning Bufan said, "It means that with this sword in hand, you could walk unhindered through this Mortal World. Even if you went to the Immortal Realm, very few people there would be able to do anything to you."

Yu Youyu paused. She knew the Listening Rain Sword was formidable, but she had never imagined it was powerful to such an extent. "Invincible in this world?" she asked.

"If it were in Mister Chen's hands, then yes, invincible in this world and invincible in the heavens above. But for you... well... at most, you can flaunt your might in the Mortal World."

"Is that so?"

Yu Youyu narrowed her eyes. Then, she suddenly grabbed Ning Bufan and said, "Are you done talking? If you're done, come with me to see the magistrate!"

Ning Bufan was taken aback for a moment, but then he suddenly let out a soft chuckle.

"Heh."

As his laughter faded, his figure abruptly shifted.

Yu Youyu felt her grip close around empty air. In an instant, Ning Bufan vanished right before her eyes.

She froze in surprise.

She rushed out of the inn in pursuit.

Seeing absolutely no trace of him, Yu Youyu stomped her foot in fury.

"Little thief!!"

Yu Youyu gnashed her teeth. Next time, she would absolutely never fall for this little thief's tricks again.

After forging iron for an untold number of years...

After crafting an untold number of swords...

Yu Hongdou's mind grew increasingly steady. Slowly, his aura also became heavier and more profound. With every swing of his hammer, the ambient Spiritual Energy was mobilized.

This kind of transformation left him endlessly astonished.

He understood that the time had come.

When the sword blank was plunged into the quenching oil, it hissed and sizzled.

A Treasure Sword radiating a chilling light was drawn out. As a long cloth wiped along the blade, its gleam was blinding.

Yu Hongdou found it somewhat hard to believe. He stared blankly at the sword in his hand.

"Did I actually forge it?"

He gripped the sword. It was completely without blemish, perfectly flawless and pure.

Holding it, he swung the blade and instantly felt the Sword Qi sweep out in all directions. It was no ordinary creation.

Lan Ting had arrived at some unknown point in time.

She said to Yu Hongdou, "The sword is complete."

Yu Hongdou raised his head and called out, "Mister..."

Lan Ting replied, "Give it a name."

Yu Hongdou paused. Coming back to his senses, he murmured, "I'll call it..."

"Flawless?"

"It shall be called Flawless!"

The birth of this sword also signaled the end of Yu Hongdou's Cultivation here.

An unknown number of seasons had come and gone.

He had finally forged this blade, Flawless.

Mister Lan had told him that it was time to leave the mountain, and Yu Hongdou also felt that he should probably head down.

In the mountains there are no years. He did not know how many years had truly passed.

He really ought to go down the mountain and take a look at the world.

Packing his bags, he descended the mountain.

Compared to how he was in the beginning, he had grown much more steady. When taking his leave, he respectfully bowed three times to Mister Lan, thanking him for all the years of instruction.

"The world is vast. Walk more, see more, and do not confine yourself to one place."

Yu Hongdou committed Mister Lan's teachings to heart.

However, he did not know where to go. He had a reason to leave the mountain, but no destination in mind.

So he simply drifted along with the wind.

Mister Lan had taught him a method of transformation that allowed him to enlarge his body, ensuring he would not draw attention as a miniature person. This made walking through the world much more convenient.

Whenever he met someone to ask for directions, wherever lay ahead was where he would go.

For many people, when stepping out into the world, they did not necessarily know where they were going either.

But that was no obstacle. As one walked, a path would naturally form.

Perhaps because he had forged so many swords, Yu Hongdou would often stop in his tracks whenever he saw a Treasure Sword. In his eyes, swords were like exquisite ink paintings, effortlessly drawing people into a state of intoxication.

He could stare at them for a very, very long time.

Heading north, he did not know where he had ended up.

He arrived at a sword shop. The place looked incredibly luxurious—at the very least, it was not the sort of establishment meant for a penniless wanderer like him.

On the upper floor, he spotted a sword made entirely of emerald jade. The blade was cast from precious stone, a feat of miraculous craftsmanship. The engraved patterns upon it were vivid and lifelike, proving it was absolutely no ordinary item.

"What a fine Treasure Sword!"

Yu Hongdou was deeply astonished. Aside from the swords his master forged, this was the finest blade he had ever seen.

Hearing this, a shop assistant chuckled and said, "Guest, this sword is the treasure of our Jiangbao Pavilion. It is not for sale."

Yu Hongdou paused, inwardly thinking it was a pity.

He found this sword to be incredibly beautiful, beautiful beyond words.

The assistant added, "The sword is pretty, but weapons must also be practical. While the jade is beautiful, it would shatter upon impact. Please take a look at our other Treasure Swords."

Yu Hongdou shook his head. The assistant did not know the true value of the goods.

How could a sword like this shatter upon impact? When anything reached the absolute pinnacle of mastery, it could change everything, and this sword was no exception.

Not only would it not shatter, but it was also incomparably sharp.

Yu Hongdou could not quite understand how such a magnificent sword had ended up displayed in a pavilion like this.

He simply felt that the blade was being buried in obscurity.

He said, "I wonder if you could ask the shopkeeper to come over? Perhaps there is still room for negotiation."

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