Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: Next Stop, Sword Flower Palace
A few days later, in Hua Jianglian’s office.
“Did you say your goodbyes to your family properly?”
“Yeah, I did.”
In the office, Hua Jianglian, Tang Yubbing, and Yan Rouwan were watching Young Master Sang, all decked out and ready to go, as they prepared for his farewell.
“That’s good to hear,” Hua Jianglian said with a look of regret on her face. “Honestly, I’m a little reluctant to send you off on such a dangerous mission.”
“I mean, stealing the personal sword of a great master from the Sacred Land? That’s basically impossible.”
“You’re just too honest, taking on such a dangerous task yourself.”
“I’ve never met a devoted and sincere employee like you.”
“Just thinking that after this trip, I might not see you again makes me…,” her little face showed a sad expression.
Seeing Hua Jianglian looking like she might burst into tears, Young Master Sang’s mouth twitched.
“No, I already said I have confidence in my self-preservation—”
“Wah wah wah! If you’re gone, who’s going to buy me comics, clean the house, and keep me company while I read?”
So you’ve already accepted that I’m gonna die, huh?!
On the side, Tang Yubbing hesitated to speak. “Young Master Sang, it’s not that I don’t believe in you.”
“After all, we are facing a Sacred Land on the other side, and a peerless sword immortal at that.”
“On this trip, the entire Demon Cult won’t be able to help you; you’ll have to rely on yourself.”
“Have you truly thought this through?”
Sang noticed the deep concern and reluctance in her eyes and reassured her, “Don’t worry.”
“With my silver tongue, there’s nowhere in this world that Young Master Sang can’t go.”
“It’s just a great sword immortal, right? What’s so special about that? To me, they’re just a stubborn brute with a head full of sword fights.”
He waved his hand dramatically: “If I can outsmart all the heroes out there and make the Punishment Department’s infamous name shake the entire cultivation world,”
“Then naturally, I can make Gu Yingmian hand over her sword obediently—she might even thank me for it!”
The three women exchanged glances.
No one knew what kind of trickery Sang was up to.
But given that he had been with the Punishment Department for so long, even Master Yu Xia of the Crossing Tribulation Stage was completely obedient and willing to be a servant to him.
It seemed like miracles just followed him around.
“Well, all right then.”
Hua Jianglian patted his shoulder deeply: “If you can complete this mission smoothly and return safely,”
“I promise you… the position of the head of the Punishment Department of the Water Gate branch,”
“Is yours!”
“Really?” Young Master Sang suddenly got excited, his eyes sparkling.
“I—I finally have a chance to become head of the Punishment Department?”
“As the Sect Leader, I mean what I say.” Hua Jianglian patted her flat chest.
“Great! With your word, I’ll risk my life for you, going through fire and water without hesitation!”
He clasped his fists solemnly: “I’m off!”
“Goodbye!”
“Take care!”
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With a travel bag on his back, he greeted every fellow demon cultivator he met.
Young Master Sang finally left the Demon Cult’s territory and stood on the official road heading north toward the continent.
Gazing at the smooth official road, he took a deep breath and murmured:
“Nian Nian, let’s go over the plan again.”
Beside him, the petite girl with black-rimmed glasses and long black hair appeared, seemingly unwilling as she slowly explained:
“Gu Yingmian has been obsessed with swords and swordsmanship her whole life. To get close to her and catch her attention, you must present her with swordsmanship that piques her interest.”
“The system shop has countless sword techniques and insights left behind by sword masters from various spatial realms, along with training jades to help the host deepen their understanding.”
“Using the training jade, the host can personally experience the sword intent and rhythm when the predecessors use these techniques, thus accelerating their comprehension and practice speed.”
That’s right.
This was the plan Nian Nian had prepared.
Since Gu Yingmian was only interested in swordsmanship, he could cater to her preferences.
In the system shop, the collection of sword techniques was massive, with no end in sight—from the basics to Crossing Tribulation and even some terrifying realms he’d never heard of.
It really had everything.
Of course, the required points were astronomical.
Fortunately, he didn’t actually need to learn these techniques. He just needed to spend some points to rent a swordsmanship book good enough to catch the attention of a great sword cultivator.
As long as he could simulate the essence of these sword techniques using the training jade.
With Gu Yingmian’s obsession for swordsmanship, he didn’t have to worry about her not taking the bait.
“However, I want to remind you again, host.”
Nian Nian adjusted her glasses and said irritably, “The training jade can only let the host simulate the feelings of the sword technique masters when they wield their swords, it doesn’t grant any real power.”
“Don’t even think you’ll have the capability to fight or spar against great cultivators.”
“If you continue to act recklessly like you did during the last promotion ceremony, and something goes wrong, this system won’t be responsible for cleaning up after you, you know!”
Young Master Sang chuckled lightly.
“So you actually have the ability to save me; you just don’t want to, huh?”
Now that’s comforting.
He had gradually figured out the personality of his tsundere little system.
If something really went wrong later on, and he faced life-and-death situations,
the little system would still come to his rescue like a good little helper.
“…Hmph.”
Nian Nian didn’t answer his question; instead, she looked away.
Finally, before setting off, he needed to tidy up a bit.
Young Master Sang exchanged for a flowing, ethereal white robe from the system shop, instantly elevating his aura to that of a transcendent sword immortal.
He had to admit, his greatest talent was acting.
If he needed to play the bad guy, he could pull off the role of the nefarious Punishment Department Lord who terrified the entire cultivation world.
If he needed to play the good guy, he could instantly transform into a handsome and charming white-robed sword immortal who could make thousands of girls swoon.
Then, with just a little makeup from the system and a mask,
he looked in the mirror at the extravagant white-robed sword immortal who looked more heroic than a protagonist, and he couldn’t help but smile satisfied.
“Very good.”
“From now on, I shall not be called Sang Zhe.”
“But the white-robed sword immortal—Sang Ce, who has reemerged into the world after years in seclusion, wandering the rivers and lakes!”
…Why not Sang Lock?
Nian Nian obviously couldn’t bear to look at her boastful host admiring his own reflection and just sighed heavily.
“Let’s go.”
He closed the mirror, pride swelling in his chest as he gazed out at the vast sky.
“Let’s set off.”
“Destination—Northern Yaochi Heavenly Mountain, Sword Flower Palace!”
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