Is Pan Laosan My Cheat?

The two demons across from them watched the two weak humans with great interest. They loved seeing the struggle of young creatures on the brink of death.

It satisfied their mentality as the strong.

Li Er wore an expression of just as I thought. The novels had been right: one could not casually reveal their name while traveling outside. He had actually given his real name.

Pan Laosan—this obviously was not his real name. Look how clever he was.

It was not that Li Er was overly suspicious; Pan Laosan had appeared far too conveniently, showing up right after he finished praying.

No matter how he looked at Pan Laosan, something was off. He had just escaped the wolf demon—could he really have fallen into the hands of some pervert next? That would truly be joy turning into sorrow.

"Brother Pan, you know spells and divine abilities. Hurry to Biyou Palace and find someone. Today, you and I have listened to a Saint's teachings, so we count as members of the Interception Sect.

"I refuse to believe these two would dare eat us." Li Er spoke seriously, a flash of wisdom crossing his eyes.

Why would Sect Master Tongtian run at a time like this? He hoped to build a relationship with Li Er. After all, a friendship forged through life and death would make the other party trust him more.

By chance, these two demons had given him such an opportunity. It was a gift from heaven.

"How could we of the Human Race retreat without a fight? Brother, stay behind me." Sect Master Tongtian, disguised as Pan Laosan, said in a low voice. The determination in his eyes made even Li Er's heart pound.

No way! Are the humans of this era really this crazy?

He suddenly felt that Pan Laosan might actually be his real name. There was no helping it—this man had something wrong with his head.

If one of them could live, then one of them should live. He could avenge him later.

"Haha! A mere Celestial Immortal dares prance around before us..."

The fox-headed demon's laughter abruptly stopped. He stretched out a hand in disbelief and covered his throat.

That sword strike had directly shattered even his primordial spirit.

The wolf demon beside him had not reacted either. His head had already been severed, yet mockery still lingered in his eyes.

"Did no one tell you that Sword Immortals can kill those above our level?

"Two insignificant Grand Celestial Immortal ants dare act so recklessly?" Sect Master Tongtian declared domineeringly, the sword intent in his eyes impossible to hide.

Li Er was utterly stunned.

So this is a Sword Immortal?

That was far too overbearing. With one strike, he had killed two demons who seemed to be a full realm above him.

For some reason, seeing two living demons die right before his eyes did not frighten him in the slightest. Instead, he began wondering whether their slowly transforming animal corpses could be eaten, and whether they should be simmered over low heat...

His bloodline as someone from the land of foodies had awakened. Food could not be wasted—

At that moment, he felt Pan Laosan's name was fake again.

Good heavens, so he had been pretending to be weak all along, waiting until they were off guard before cutting them down.

"Hehe, Brother Li Er, what do you think? My swordsmanship is impressive, right?" Sect Master Tongtian immediately put on an adorably simple-minded look, scratching his head as he spoke. His eyes were as pure as a college student's.

Inside, he was roaring madly: I overdid it! That brat is looking at me suspiciously!

Still, pretending like this seemed quite fun.

"Impressive. Very impressive!" Li Er said seriously, looking Pan Laosan up and down as though he needed to get to know him all over again.

At that point, Li Er came to a conclusion about Pan Laosan: his name was real. He possessed the Human Race's honest simplicity, felt protective toward his own kind, and was straightforward by nature.

After all, those who cultivated the sword could not achieve peerless swordsmanship if their thoughts were too complicated.

Current assessment: safe person.

"Third Brother Pan, are you here to seek a master too?" Li Er asked curiously, his gaze profound.

"Yes. When Sect Master Tongtian was traveling, he happened to encounter me. He taught me my swordsmanship.

"So I came here hoping to become his disciple." Sect Master Tongtian spoke with a trace of pride, inwardly grumbling that this brat was far too guarded.

He was testing him again with his words. If Tongtian had not taken him in as a disciple, causing the master-disciple relationship to create karmic ties in this world and alert the other Saints to him, he would have stopped pretending long ago.

Still, this act really was fun. In his endless years, he had finally found a suitable pastime.

"I see. I really envy you, Third Brother Pan, for having such an opportunity. I wonder whether I can join the Interception Sect." Li Er said with feeling, a trace of realization appearing in his eyes. No wonder his swordsmanship was so formidable.

It turned out Sect Master Tongtian had taught him. Then it was only natural that he could kill opponents above his level.

"I don't know about that. It should depend on the Saint.

"By the way, Li Er, are you looking for a place to stay?" Sect Master Tongtian abruptly changed the subject.

He did not want to dwell on this issue. If he confidently claimed Li Er could join the Interception Sect, would that not reveal his intentions?

"Yes."

"Ha, there's no need to look. I arrived early and have a place on Golden Turtle Island.

"You and I are both human. Stay with me, and we can look after each other." Sect Master Tongtian said boldly, anticipation in his eyes as though he feared Li Er would refuse.

His expression was filled with joy at finding one of his own people.

Seeing this, Li Er said somewhat embarrassedly, "Wouldn't that trouble you?"

"You and I are both of the Human Race. We should help each other.

"Come, I'll take you there." Sect Master Tongtian immediately summoned his crooked little cloud and gestured for Li Er to climb on.

Li Er did not stand on ceremony and jumped straight up. As a result, he fell right through the cloud and nearly landed flat on his face.

At that moment, Sect Master Tongtian nearly lost his Dao heart. He was a Saint, after all. This cloud had been formed from the laws of a Saint.

Although he had deliberately made it rather ugly, it was still an incredibly formidable creation. Yet it could not support Li Er, a mere little Golden Core Stage ant?

Could this be the legendary physique immune to all techniques?

"Um, how about we run there instead?" Li Er said awkwardly.

He did not know what had happened either. The moment he stepped onto it, he fell through. Could it be that only those with pure hearts could ride this cloud?

After all, Third Brother Pan was a Sword Immortal. The cloud he had formed should possess such a trait.

But his heart should be pure, right?

Sect Master Tongtian dearly wanted to wave his hand, tear open a passage, and arrive in a single step. In the end, he helplessly took out a beast tendon.

"Hold this. I'll fly you over."

"Then fly a little lower. I'm afraid of falling..."

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his eyes in confusion and calculated with his fingers. It was far too strange.

What had his third brother Tongtian done? Why did he sense a different opportunity for their Mystic School?

Was this an opportunity for the Mystic School to flourish?

No, that was not right. It was the Interception Sect flourishing, which would lead to the Mystic School flourishing??

But according to the workings of the Great Dao, was the Mystic School not destined to divide after being united for long?

The final outcome of their Three Pure Ones' Mystic School could not escape the workings of the Great Dao either. So why did he have this premonition that the Mystic School was about to flourish?

Could it be a final splendor before a crushing defeat?

Before, at most, the two of them had disagreed in their beliefs. Yet when he continued calculating, it seemed as though he would lose his third brother.

"What exactly is going on? No, I need to ask Eldest Brother." Yuanshi Tianzun could no longer sit still. He was about to lose his brother.

Golden Turtle Island.

Li Er was very satisfied with the place. He had not expected the adorably simple-minded Pan Laosan to find such a spot.

The mountain was not tall. They lived halfway up its slope, surrounded by a sea of clouds. The ocean could faintly be seen in the distance, while a stream flowed down from the mountain and passed by their dwelling.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Pan Laosan was digging out a cave for Li Er nearby.

As Sect Master Tongtian carved out the cave, he continuously laid down formation patterns to prevent his aura from leaking out and allowing the other Saints to deduce his existence.

Otherwise, with the Celestial Immortal cultivation he had displayed, he could have simply slashed twice with his sword and made a cave abode. Why would he need to dig bit by bit like this?

Li Er watched Sect Master Tongtian excavate the cave and lightly rubbed his chin, thinking, Could Pan Laosan be my system, or some old grandpa-type existence?

After all, he had truly come to this world. It was not like in novels, where a single problem meant dying without even a burial place.

"Third Brother Pan, aren't you curious about my origins?"

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