“Lucky I didn’t step in any dung. Go search under Senior Dragon Lord’s robe. Maybe you’ll find a feast.”

Li Zhen waved his hand, a playful grin on his face. “Hidden Official, no need for such sharp words. It’s beneath you, and I don’t mind anyway. I’m here today to tell you three good news. Liu Bai obtained a strand of sword intent from Zhou Cheng’s lineage. Yu Si acquired a portion of Wu Chengpei’s sword intent. I also had a small harvest. Alas, profiting from the dead… to be honest, it still troubles my conscience a bit.”

Chen Ping’an felt no particular ripples of emotion regarding these opportunities.

Sword cultivators are just that – sword cultivators, those wandering travelers in the world with the purest Dao hearts.

Li Zhen asked, “Hidden Official, guess which fallen sword immortal’s sword intent I obtained? Take a guess, died not too long ago, was a Great Sword Immortal.”

Li Zhen unleashed his flying sword, and with a subtle shift of his will, a sea of clouds gathered outside the city walls.

Chen Ping’an’s face darkened. He clenched the narrow saber in his hand, then endured, and endured, finally erupting into a torrent of curses. Then, his expression suddenly changed, and he chuckled lazily, “Satisfied? Happy?”

Li Zhen inquired, “How did you figure it out?”

Yao Chongdao’s natal flying sword divine ability could summon clouds and raise the sea.

Of course, it was Li Zhen who asked the city wall sword immortals for assistance, deliberately trying to disgust Chen Ping’an.

The ranking of the hundred sword immortals of Mount Tuoyue was not based on cultivation realm, including both Cave Heaven realm young sword cultivators and established Great Sword Immortals like Shou Chen.

Chen Ping’an twitched the corner of his mouth. “I can think better with my knees than you can with your brain. Besides that half-bucket of bad ideas sloshing around in your belly, what skills do you have? Come over here and play. I can fight you without drawing my sword, without using my Jade Pure realm cultivation to bully you. I’ll even suppress my realm to the Distant Wanderer stage, how about that? If you’re not confident, that’s fine, I’ll let you add Liu Bai. Anyway, her bottleneck to reaching the Upper Fifth Realm is definitely with me. I can take this opportunity to cut away my inner demons. According to what’s written in that travelogue of landscapes, I treat women with the utmost care and consideration. Last time I accidentally snapped her neck, that was my fault.”

Liu Bai just sat quietly, nurturing her sword, seemingly oblivious.

The two sides of the Sword Qi Great Wall were almost like two different worlds, so Chen Ping’an might not be able to perceive Liu Bai’s inner thoughts, but Li Zhen knew that Liu Bai was not as calm as she appeared.

Li Zhen asked, “In the Restoring Glory World, has anyone told you that you’re destined to become another extreme version of Chen Ping’an? If so, I must become friends with him, because he spoke what’s in my heart.”

Chen Ping’an smiled. “Yes, Fu Nanhua from Qingfeng City.”

So there really was someone, but of course it wasn’t Fu Nanhua of Qingfeng City, but Li Baozhen.

Li Zhen scoffed. “The surname in Qingfeng City is Xu. Old Dragon City does have the common surname of Fu.”

Chen Ping’an nodded. “You use your butt to think better than you use your brain. Change it up in the future. Also, remember to use a different utensil when you eat.”

Teasing Li Zhen was a rare and pleasurable thing. As for whether Li Zhen cared or not, Chen Ping’an wasn’t really his ancestor.

Li Zhen didn’t want to bicker with that person on this kind of thing, and smiled: “Even if you are lucky enough to escape back to the Restoring Glory World, even if you are even luckier, before that, the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall…”