Sword Cultivators Are Not to Be Trifled With

The next day, Su Fan woke up very early.

He packed everything he needed, with ample supplies, just in case.

He now had six storage bags: two five-square-foot ones, two two-square-foot ones, and two one-square-foot ones, which was more than enough for their trip into the mountains.

Old Ye had said he'd come in the morning, but it was almost noon by the time he showed up at the small courtyard.

Ye Tianhe glanced at Su Fan and nodded, "Let's go..."

Su Fan ignored him and turned to open the door to leave.

"Where are you going..."

"Didn't you say we were going into the mountains?"

Ye Tianhe slapped his forehead, then patted his storage bag and pulled out a flying shuttle about an inch long.

He tossed the flying shuttle into the sky, and it grew rapidly in the wind, instantly transforming into a four-to-five-meter-long diamond-shaped shuttle.

Ye Tianhe leaped onto it and looked back at Su Fan with disdain.

"You don't expect me to walk into Shaoyang Mountain with you, do you? What are you looking at? Hurry up and get on..."

Su Fan's face turned bright red at Old Ye's words.

He moved his body and floated onto the flying shuttle. Before he could even stand steady, the shuttle shot off with a "whoosh."

"Seriously..."

Su Fan was completely caught off guard and landed on his backside on the flying shuttle. This guy was definitely doing it on purpose.

Old Ye, I hate you...

Seeing Su Fan's embarrassed state, Ye Tianhe was overjoyed and burst into laughter.

In the past, when Su Fan entered the mountains with a group of rogue cultivators, they had to wake up before dawn and would only reach the mountains by noon.

Furthermore, they had to find a suitable campsite before dark.

Once inside the mountains, they had to be extremely cautious; even the slightest mistake could lead to casualties.

It was nothing like this now. In less than half an hour, the two of them, riding the flying shuttle, had arrived deep in the mountains.

For such a distance, rogue cultivators would have had to trek through the mountains for at least half a month.

"Big Brother, that's enough, don't fly any further in..."

Ye Tianhe stood at the front of the flying shuttle with his hands behind his back, a spiritual energy shield erected in front of him to block the fierce wind.

He shook his head at Su Fan's words.

"What... are you scared..."

Su Fan was almost suffocated. Any cultivator knew that you couldn't fly in the sky after entering the mountains.

What if they encountered a second-tier flying demonic beast? They would die miserably.

"Of course I'm scared. You've already flown so far. What if we run into demonic beasts that are good at flying?"

Ye Tianhe smiled proudly.

"We'll slay it..."

Su Fan once again gave Old Ye's showboating a perfect score.

If there was one thing this guy was good at, it was showing off.

He even came with his own background music, instantly drawing people in. He was definitely the ceiling of the showboating world.

Hiss!!!

At that moment, a shrill cry came from the distance.

A giant bird with a wingspan of over ten meters suddenly burst out from the clouds and headed straight for the flying shuttle.

Zing!!!

The long sword behind Ye Tianhe shot into the sky with a "whoosh."

He formed his fingers into a sword and pointed forward.

A world-shattering sword intent erupted, and a majestic sword momentum instantly tore through space.

It transformed into a beam of sword light that shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, the distant giant bird was cut in half by a single sword strike.

The flying sword returned to its sheath with a piercing whistle, and anyone could sense a feeling of joy from it.

Su Fan was stunned. This sword had gained sentience.

Ye Tianhe said, "Let's go down. It hasn't been unsheathed for months. It needs to draw some blood, doesn't it?"

Damn it...

Sword cultivators are all lunatics, and even their swords are a bit abnormal.

The flying shuttle landed in a valley. Su Fan looked around, and before he could say anything, Old Ye pointed ahead.

"There's an Ironhide Savage Bull over there. Go kill it."

Su Fan refused, shouting angrily, "Why should I go? Can't your Flying Sword just slice it down with a swoosh!"

Ye Tianhe shook his head, his face stern. "What a joke. A Rank 1 mid-grade Demonic Beast? It's not worthy!"

Su Fan nearly choked to death on Old Ye's words.

There was no choice. Their Flying Swords were noble.

You are all lords, and we humble Rogue Cultivators must do the work.

Su Fan could only draw his Magic Sword and walk towards the direction Old Ye pointed.

He had read the Bestiary of Demonic Beasts thoroughly. It described the habits and weaknesses of the Ironhide Savage Bull in great detail.

Its two horns could be used for refining tools, its hide could be used to make Magic Tools or talismans, and its other parts were also useful. Hunting one would fetch at least dozens of Spirit Stones.

Moreover, its meat was firm, juicy, and tender, with a great taste. Several restaurants in the Market Town were long-term buyers.

While Su Fan was lost in thought, he heard a "boom" and a commotion in the dense forest ahead.

A behemoth, two to three meters tall, was rampaging through the trees.

Thick, ancient trees were smashed to pieces by its charge, yet its speed didn't diminish as it roared out of the forest.

The Ironhide Savage Bull was fierce and ferocious, its hide as hard as iron.

A Rogue Cultivator would need at least several people to handle such a Demonic Beast, and they would have to make preparations beforehand.

But for Su Fan, killing a Rank 1 mid-grade Demonic Beast was no big deal.

He wasn't flustered at all. Holding his sword with both hands, he calmly waited for the Ironhide Savage Bull to arrive.

The Ironhide Savage Bull moved as fast as lightning, covering dozens of meters in an instant and charging at Su Fan ferociously.

Just as it was about to collide with Su Fan, his figure suddenly vanished from his original spot and reappeared at the Ironhide Savage Bull's side.

With his left foot as a pivot, he spun his body sharply, swinging his greatsword in a wide arc with both hands, and fiercely slashed at the Ironhide Savage Bull's left foreleg.

Bang!

Su Fan swung the two-to-three-hundred-pound Magic Sword in a full circle. The immense force severed the bull's leg.

The Ironhide Savage Bull plunged to the ground, but its momentum caused it to roll several times.

It struggled to get back up, but before it could, a flying needle "swooshed" into its eye socket.

"Moo..."

The Ironhide Savage Bull thrashed violently for a while before finally falling still.

Su Fan walked up to it and frowned at the colossal beast.

This fellow weighed at least ten tons, and his few Storage Bags wouldn't be enough.

Helplessly, Su Fan took out his Magic Dagger, intending to start cutting.

He would take the useful materials from the Ironhide Savage Bull and some of its prime meat.

At this moment, Ye Tianhe walked over.

He touched the ring on his finger, and the massive Ironhide Savage Bull instantly vanished from the ground.

Su Fan was stunned.

Damn it, it's a Storage Ring.

He couldn't help but sigh. As expected of a Sword Sect disciple. They're already using Storage Rings at the Qi Refining stage.

Compared to Storage Bags, Storage Rings could hold dozens of cubic meters.

Storage Rings weren't something just anyone could have; even cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage might not be able to get one.

"What are you still looking at? Let's go... We'll camp ahead tonight."

Ye Tianhe said, then turned and left with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune.

Su Fan shook his head. Sword Cultivators are not to be trifled with.

Afterward, Su Fan killed two more Demonic Beasts, both Rank 1 low-grade.

Rank 1 Demonic Beasts had no innate Spiritual Power, relying solely on their powerful physiques and astonishing speed.

They posed no threat to Su Fan; he killed one every two or three moves.