Hello, Little Lin

In the early morning, several small birds cleared their throats and began to chirp and chatter in the woods.

A cool breeze blew into the dilapidated temple. Jiang Lin Mi Hu opened his eyes and saw his senior sister looking up at the sky at the temple entrance.

The Flying Sword Qingbi disc, danced in the air, with Flying Sword Qingbi condensing on its surface.

[Heavenly Dew Sword Washing]

This is the basic Magic Arts of the Dragon Gate Sect. Whether you are a beginner disciple or Direct Disciple, you will use the basic sword-washing technique of the Dragon Gate Sect. It is also a compulsory course for the Dragon Gate Sect disciples, just like morning self-study in class.

However, just like morning self-study in class, some Sword Cultivator of the Dragon Gate Sect washed their swords while dozing off, some while eating breakfast, and some even washed their swords while picking their toes. In short, there was everything.

For example, right now, while his senior sister Spirit Focusing concentrating on washing her sword, Qin Xiao lost in thought while washing his sword, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, probably thinking of something delicious.

As for the other two junior sisters, they were washing their swords while slouching and squinting, nodding like chicks pecking at rice. Whenever they were about to fall asleep, their senior sister would gently give them a flick on the forehead.

As the saying goes, "The early bird catches the worm," and Jiang Lin, being Sword Cultivator, was also supposed to cleanse his sword. This not only nurtured his Natal Flying Sword Natal Flying Sword also strengthened his connection with it, enhancing the bond between the Flying Sword and its master.

Sword Cultivator Sword Cultivator, when they cultivate to the Immortal Realm, will have their Natal Flying Sword give birth to Sword Spirit.

To be honest, Jiang Lin was really curious about what the Sword Spirit of his Natal Flying Sword looked like.

Could it be a burly man picking his toes?

Probably not, after all, my Natal Flying Sword is so beautiful.

Could it be Hideyoshi? Or perhaps Astolfo (FGO)?

Jiang Lin frowned and thought for a moment.

Holy crap, just thinking about it is exciting.

Standing up and clearing his mind, Jiang Lin out. The Doggy beside him twitched its ears. Seeing that the guy who had fed it the night before had left, it also got up and waddled after Jiang Lin, its short legs swaying as it followed.

"Young master, you're awake."

"Young master, would you like some breakfast?"

Seeing Jiang Lin wake up and walk out of the temple, the two junior sisters from the Dragon Gate Sect immediately brightened up, and they stopped dozing off.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Sure enough, he couldn't do without the Dragon Gate Sect. Why did this new junior sister only care about looks? She could be moved by such an "outrageously handsome" face? At least it would take his "outrageously handsome" real face to win her over.

"Is the young master about to set off?"

Lin Qingwan looked at the man in front of her, her slender hand under her sleeve gently clenching.

After last night's test, it seems that Lin Qingwan has already dismissed the suspicion that this scholar is Jiang Lin.

Lin Qingwan thought it might be because she hadn't seen Little Lin for too long, and the other person's figure was similar to Little Lin's, causing her to have a misperception.

But for some reason, even though Lin Qingwan's rational mind clearly told her that he was not Little Lin, she still kept overlapping Jiang Lin's image with his in her heart. This was too strange.

Even the thought of him leaving filled me with a vague sense of reluctance.

"Oh, it's already dawn. I'm going to Donglin City to study, and then write down what I see in a travelogue. This has always been my dream."

Jiang Lin bowed to the four people, straightened up, his eyes filled with determination, and looked directly at the two junior sisters beside his senior sister, continuing to speak with deep affection.

"Although I've heard that monsters haunt Donglin City and that zombies resurrect at night, and that I might very well lose my life Donglin City..."

"Then young master, you won't want it..."

"But!" Jiang Lin interrupted a junior sister, put his hands behind his back, turned around, and gazed into the distance. "As a Confucian scholar, my duty is to regulate my family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world. If I were to stop in my tracks and dare not enter Donglin City because of the difficulties before me, what kind of scholar would I be!"

"Young Master..." came the reluctant voice of another junior sister from behind Jiang Lin, which even had a hint of infatuation.

Jiang Lin turned around and bowed again. "You are all cultivators, immortals in our eyes, but even we ordinary people have our own goals and pursuits. Even if it means death, I will complete this travelogue of Donglin City. If there are any troublemakers, I will confront them with my Righteous Qi!"

"There's no need for you all to see me off. If I were to die an unfortunate death, it would be wonderful if you four could remember me even slightly."

After saying this, Jiang Lin shouldered the bamboo box, picked up the Doggy, bowed goodbye, and turned to leave.

Watching Jiang Lin's departing figure, his heavy, slow, and determined steps, the two junior sisters from the Dragon Gate Sect began to cling to their senior sister's arm, pleading and cajoling, constantly sending Heart-Lake Transmission to her.

"Senior Sister Lin, please allow this young master to travel with us."

"Yes, Elder Sister Lin, this young master is so handsome and a scholar. If something were to happen to him, our resolve would be damaged."

"Senior sister..."

"Senior sister..."

"We haven't seen such a handsome scholar in a long time."

"Yes, senior sister, he reminds me of the little boy next door when I was a child."

"Senior sister~~~~"

The two junior sisters were still shaking Lin Qingwan's arms, while Jiang Lin walked further and further away.

Honestly, Jiang Lin panicked the moment he took ten steps.

[Damn it, why hasn't she called me yet? Could it be that my senior sister has discovered something? That doesn't make sense. Although my senior sister is reluctant to get involved in worldly affairs, it shouldn't be like this, being pestered by her junior sister like this.]

Just as Jiang Lin was about to stop and turn around to execute Plan B, a woman's soft voice called out from behind him:

"Young master, please wait a moment."

Upon hearing the shout, Jiang Lin clenched his fist, his expression instantly becoming comical. However, when he turned around, Jiang Lin expression returned to its usual calm.

What can I do for you, young lady?

"If you don't mind, young master, you may travel with us. Although our cultivation is insufficient, we should be able to protect your safety."

"Wouldn't this be too much trouble for everyone?"

"No trouble at all." The two junior sisters released their senior sister's slender arms and hugged Jiang Lin's arms tightly. "Young master, please come with us. We love reading the most. Could you teach us some classics?"

"This..." Jiang Lin hesitated for a moment, looking somewhat embarrassed, "Then I'll have to trouble the four of you."

"No trouble at all." Lin Qingwan stepped forward and carefully examined Jiang Lin. "My name is Lin Qingwan. These are my junior sisters— Fang Xue and Hu Lan. This is my junior brother— Qin Xiao."

The two junior sisters released Jiang Lin's arms and, together with Qin Xiao, bowed to Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin returned the greeting with a bow.

"My surname is Si... and my given name is Nek."

"Hello, Mr. Si."

Lin Qingwan's lips curled up slightly.

Hello, Little Lin.