The Eternal Soaring Sword

Book 2, Chapter 3 - Gathering Happily Under One Roof

As Zhao Jiuge climbed the wooden stairs, the crisp sound that resounded in each step seemed to knock at his heart. Even though he had finally entered the building and came to the sect as he had always dreamed of, he could not help but feel nervous and excited about what was to come.

He turned the corner and walked a few more steps before he saw the light. The second floor was similar to the first floor, but it was very crowded and noisy. After careful observation, he saw that everyone on the second floor had some fluctuations in spirit power.

He did not stay too long before he continued to the third floor. He remembered the middle-aged man's words, and Zhao Jiuge was very appreciative of this opportunity. He was afraid of making a small mistake that would delay this good opportunity to cultivate.

"Wow, who is this that can go up to the third floor?"

“Yes, all of us in the Blood Movement Realm are only on the second floor, and the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect only accepts people under the Foundation realm. Could it be that it was someone else in the Spirit Transformation Realm? ”

"certainly. Didn't you see that all those who ascended all of them had extraordinary auras? I really want to see what is different from the third floor.”

“Hmph, there's nothing they can be proud of. Let's take things slowly. It all depends on the future because the cultivation is slow and we are all just getting started. It's too early for them to be proud.”

As Zhao Jiuge walked towards the third floor, the people on the second floor started talking. They stared at Zhao Jiuge's back with a variety of different emotions in their eyes.

Third floor.

The same situation, but the people are different.

The most striking was the white-robed Bai Zimo, he had a young face yet was extremely ruthless. At this moment, he was standing with his hands behind his back, looking out the window. When he heard someone walking, he elegantly turned around and looked towards the stairs. When he saw that it was not someone from the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, he suddenly frowned and carefully observed Zhao Jiuge.

The same face looks good, but a little less childish and more determined. There was no cruelty and a little more friendly. However, when Bai Zimo discovered that the person had weaker spirit power, his pride was basically written on his face. He was filled with unexplainable hostility towards Zhao Jiuge.

While Bai Zimo was observing Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge simply glanced over without actually seeing Bai Zimo, as there were three more figures with an aura no weaker than him in the room. Two men and one woman.

They were similar to Zhao Jiuge in terms of age. Among the three, he first observed the girl. She was beautiful, but maybe because she had been with Su Su for too long, her standards had improved or something like that. He felt nothing towards this girl and slightly observed her. He was still growing, but his skin was white and smooth. When he saw that Zhao Jiuge was looking at him, his face became slightly red and he pretended to look elsewhere.

Between the two men, one was thin and small, with a perverted look locked on the chest of the girl. From time to time, he would swallow. Even when Zhao Jiuge appeared, he did not turn his head, he just continued to stare at the girl.

The others were extremely fat, like meat balls. His little eyes looked at Zhao Jiuge with a smile. When he sat on the chair, his body formed layers like pieces of fat. Zhao Jiuge had a good feeling about him because this person gave an honest feeling.

When the fatty saw Zhao Jiuge, his eyes twinkled. Zhao Jiuge felt that the fatty was looking at him with the same gaze as the depraved youth who was staring at the chest of the girl. This made Zhao Jiuge feel uneasy, and even his steps became slightly unbalanced.

"Haha, another one's coming, and that's a cool and handsome guy." A voice full of excitement came from that fat face. He even raised his hand to wave at Zhao Jiuge.

Zhao Jiuge smiled back and gently nodded, but he did not know what to say. Ever since he left the mountain village, meeting the Mo family in Dong Yang City and then meeting Su Su gradually changed it. If meeting Bo Re in the cold pool was a change of his heart, then meeting Su Su was a change of his personality.

The confusion he felt when he first stepped onto the path of cultivation had turned into determination, and this decided his goal. Later on, his initially shy personality became more open and lively. Everything changes over time.

Time is really a good thing.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge not speak, the little fatty showed a warm smile and the flesh on his face trembled. "My name is Wang Baiwan [1] , what's your name?" After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Jiuge with a curious look.

“Zhao Jiu.” Zhao Jiuge clenched his teeth and resisted his urge to laugh. Wang Baiwan—the name almost made Zhao Jiuge laugh out loud. When he mentioned this name, the vulgar young man finally noticed Zhao Jiuge's arrival and observed him with a perverted look.

Even the little girl took a few steps to stand in front of everyone, her face slightly red as she listened to the teenagers speak. However, when Bai Zimo saw this, he gave a cold snort and turned to look outside the window with an unblurred disdain on his face. He stood far away, by the bedside, as if he did not want to come into contact with them.

“Hehe, my name is Luo Xie and I am 15 years old this year. I am single and my house has three acres of poor farmland. I am from a poor family and am looking for a partner.” After he finished speaking, he still glanced at the girl. His smile still exuded a perverted feeling.

After hearing Liu Yinger's soft words, Luo Xie's depraved eyes became even brighter.

“Haha, I'm so happy to meet you all, unlike everyone else, hmph. Later on, once we enter the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, all the spirit stones needed to cultivate will be on me.” Wang Baiwan laughed. While he was talking, he looked at Bai Zimo, who was by the bedside in the distance. The corner of his mouth curved to show his disgust towards Bai Zimo.

Zhao Jiuge did not know whether to cry or laugh as he looked at the three strange people in front of him. Wang Baiwan was well dressed, and from his arrogant words, his family should be kind. But he did not have the aura of someone from a good family and was somewhat like a child. Also, considering how he said that he would cover all the spirit stones needed to cultivate, his family was unusual.

It must be said at the end of cultivation, spirit stones were a must. Whether it was cultivating or practicing a spell, everyone needed spirit stones. At the same time, spirit stones were something that everyone used. It was only at this moment that Zhao Jiuge recalled the 2,000 spirit stones that Mo Longjie had given him.

The gentle and timid Liu Yinger, there was nothing special about this girl that Zhao Jiuge could see. However, if the two of them were to enter the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, then they would have time to get to know each other slowly.

Finally, there was Luo Xie. Even though he looks depraved, he should be a pretty straightforward person who doesn't plan behind your back, it's just that he's a little depraved. Zhao Jiuge didn't know if it was the way they spoke or acted, but it was the first impression Zhao Jiuge had of everyone.

As for the last person, it was Bai Zimo. He was already classified by Zhao Jiuge as someone he shouldn't be friends with. Bai Zimo was not only arrogant, he was too cruel and unsuitable to be a friend.

On the path of cultivation, one had to find many friends to pass through the difficulties together, and no one was willing to make friends with people with bad personalities. After all, when they go on adventures together and find the treasure that moves them, they will always stab you in the back. Cultivation requires not only perseverance and talent, but also opportunity. When one was cultivating, they often had many mysterious items helping them.

However, given Zhao Jiuge's personality growing up in a small remote mountain village, he wouldn't take the initiative to befriend the people. Perhaps the current Zhao Jiuge was very quiet; however, it was not because of his cold personality, but because he did not know how to communicate with others better. After all, he had grown up with only a respectable old man since childhood.

At this moment, all these young people started talking together and slowly became familiar with each other. There was talk and laughter, but Bai Zimo, who was standing alone, felt unwell. He is arrogant and does not like to be ignored. He wanted to talk to them as well but was unwilling to lower his head. He thought that once they entered the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, they would come to beg to talk to him someday.

Tap, tap, tap...

As everyone was happily talking about their own meeting and life, a voice came from the wooden stairs. Everyone subconsciously looked towards the stars. Even the arrogant Bai Zimo turned his head.

First, what appeared before everyone was a beautiful face. As Luo Xie looked at that pretty face and gulped, the person with the pretty face walked over. This person was wearing a black, ink-like robe, with a cuff and a golden embroidered collar. It was a man's clothes, and this person was holding a jade fan that shone brightly in their hands.

This contrast left Luo Xie disappointed. She originally thought it was a beautiful woman, but when she saw the men's clothes, she was depressed. He no longer looked at this charming teenager, he looked back at Liu Yinger.

Even Zhao Jiuge was secretly surprised that there might be such a beautiful man. She was born more beautiful than a woman, like someone from a painting.

While everyone was looking at the charming teenager, the charming teenager curiously looked back at the people on the third floor. He saw Bai Zimo alone and a few others gathered around Zhao Jiuge. He hesitated for a bit before walking towards the group of people and not Bai Zimo.

"My name is Mu Zijun, it is a great honor to join the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect with everyone." He held the jade fan in his hand as he clasped his hand and bowed slightly with a smile on this face.

She already had a white and pretty face, and her long black hair shifted as she leaned over. Along with her beautiful smile, humble words, and already beautiful face, she left a good impression on everyone.

Only Zhao Jiuge muttered in his heart. Why are so many students with rich backgrounds? After just looking at his fan, he could tell that it was no ordinary magical treasure.

Mo Zijun's appearance interrupted the conversation, and everyone had to reintroduce themselves. Mu Zijun was also very well integrated into this small group. Everyone happily and harmoniously laughed. If anyone saw Bai Zimo, they would see his chest go up and down. It's from pure anger of being ignored. Since his birth, he had always had people gathered around his noble self. When has he ever been ignored like this?

The name is literally King of Million, China counts ten thousand, so more King of One Hundred Ten Thousand