Have you ever heard of the Land Sword Immortal

"Lu Senior Brother, I remember you have a Sword Spirit Root?" Tao Yaoye glanced at the simple sword hanging at Lu Yang's waist and the calluses on Lu Yang's tiger's mouth from long-term sword practice. Such changes in just one year were enough to prove Lu Yang's diligence in practicing the sword.

Lu Yang nodded and said modestly, "I barely count as a Sword Cultivator."

Cultivators are divided into Pill Cultivators, Talisman Cultivators, Formation Cultivators, Body Cultivators, Sword Cultivators, etc., depending on their specialties. Among them, Sword Cultivators have the strongest attack power. In battles of the same realm, no one wants to face a Sword Cultivator.

Sword Cultivators are most famous for breaking all techniques with a single sword. No matter how powerful your Daoist Arts are, I will break them with a single sword.

Corresponding to Sword Cultivators are Daoist Arts cultivators. No matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, I can break it with myriad techniques.

Sword Cultivator moves include breaking all techniques with a single sword, opening the heavenly gate with a sword, and Flying Sword, all of which are well-known Sword Cultivator techniques.

White robes like snow, stepping on a Flying Sword, riding the wind and waves, what a dashing demeanor!

What is cultivation for? First, to be strong, and second, to be handsome. Coincidentally, Sword Cultivators perfectly meet these two criteria. Many cultivators yearn to become Sword Cultivators, but unfortunately, they lack Sword Dao talent and have no chance.

"So, Lu Senior Brother, what will you do after you learn Flying Sword?"

Tao Yaoye had never heard of a Sword Cultivator with a fear of heights.

Others cultivate to fly into the sky and escape into the earth, carefree and at ease. This Lu Senior Brother's cultivation might as well be escaping into the earth, carefree and at ease.

Lu Yang said seriously, "Sword Immortals are not necessarily synonymous with flying. Tao Yaoye, have you ever heard of a Land Sword Immortal?"

Tao Yaoye was stunned. Seeing Lu Yang's seriousness and the familiarity of the term Land Sword Immortal, she nodded in agreement.

"Who says immortals are all high and mighty? Immortals are, after all, still 'people.' Immortals are in the sky, and people are on the ground. Immortals travel between heaven and earth, reaching for the stars and moon above and diving into the nine abysses below, unrestrained."

"The term Land Sword Immortal illustrates that Sword Immortals are not only in the sky but also walk on the earth. With a single sword strike, they can take the heads of Yao-Demons thousands of miles away!"

"My goal is to become a Land Sword Immortal!"

Tao Yaoye was about to nod along with the atmosphere, but her accumulated calmness made her realize the problem: "Wait, I've only heard of Land Immortals. Where did the term Land Sword Immortal come from?"

Lu Yang silently stared at Tao Yaoye for three seconds, as if brewing an ancient secret in his chest. He slowly said, "I made it up."

"..."

His sincere attitude left Tao Yaoye speechless.

Tao Yaoye didn't discuss this topic further. In just three days of interaction, her image of this Lu Senior Brother had completely collapsed.

In the first test, she personally saw Lu Yang's Sword Spirit Root being detected. At that time, Lu Yang was like an upright, unyielding sword in Tao Yao's eyes, silent but indestructible.

After the second test, she heard Lu Yang describe his unique method of passing the test and felt that Sword Cultivators had flexible thinking, and their future achievements might be even higher.

During the third test, she was so tired on Heart Questioning Mountain that she could barely open her eyes, believing that no one could climb the fiftieth step. Then she saw Lu Yang reach the fiftieth step and successfully pass the test. Lu Yang's success gave her great confidence, and she had the perseverance to continue climbing the mountain and successfully pass the test.

A year later, she met a Lu Senior Brother who was afraid of heights and particularly talkative.

She understood what distance makes the heart grow fonder meant.

"Judging by the time, it's time to get off the Flying Boat."

Lu Yang spread out a large map. The map was very detailed, marking the Dao Seeking Sect, the Great Xia Dynasty imperial city, famous mountains and rivers, important cities, and Grotto-Heavens.

This was one-eighth of the central continent's map.

There was also a small red dot on the map, moving very slowly. If you weren't careful, you would think the red dot was stationary.

The small red dot marked the current location of the two.

This was not an ordinary map but a must-have magic treasure for travel.

Although the map was excellent, Taiping Township was too small and would not be marked on the map. It was rare that Quhe County was marked.

This Flying Boat traveled from the Dao Seeking Sect to the Great Xia Dynasty imperial city, a journey of hundreds of thousands of miles. Not to mention Taiping Township, even Quhe County was just a tiny dot at this distance, barely leaving a name on the map.

The Flying Boat would not stop in small places like Quhe County. If it stopped everywhere, the speed of the Flying Boat would be greatly reduced, and its efficiency advantage would not be much greater than a carriage.

This Flying Boat would only stop at a few large transportation hubs such as the Dao Seeking Sect, Qingyun City, Tongtian Valley, Fulong Mountain, and the imperial city.

Lu Yang had heard Senior Disciple Sister say that if you wanted to get off the Flying Boat, just jump off.

Lu Yang's eyes twitched when he heard this.

The Flying Boat was similar to an airplane in his previous life, extremely fast and prioritizing efficiency. The biggest difference was that passengers in his previous life could only wait obediently for the plane to land before getting off, while passengers in the cultivation world could jump off whenever they wanted.

Highlighting freedom and openness.

This was Lu Yang's first time jumping ship, and he was very excited.

Specifically manifested in his trembling legs.

This was ten thousand meters in the air.

"Lu Senior Brother, do you know how to get off the ship?"

"Of course." Lu Yang puffed out his chest, somewhat proudly.

Ten thousand meters in the air, without skill, falling straight down, even a Foundation Establishment Late Stage would be smashed into meat paste.

Lu Yang had asked Senior Disciple Sister how to get off the ship. Senior Disciple Sister did not answer, only saying not to read books or ask others but to think for himself and develop good habits of independent thinking.

Then Lu Yang successfully thought of a way to get off the ship and prepared to disembark.

Not only Lu Yang and Tao Yaoye were preparing to disembark, but also seven or eight other strangers.

Lu Yang and a group of seven or eight strangers stood in a row at the edge of the deck.

The seven or eight strangers took out standardized paper umbrellas.

Tao Yaoye took out a carefully refined red paper umbrella.

Lu Yang took out a parachute.

"Huh?"

Lu Yang felt like he didn't quite fit in. Why was everyone else pulling out something different from him?

Just as Lu Yang was wondering what they were going to do, an impatient middle-aged man in black, holding an umbrella, jumped off the Flying Boat.

The middle-aged man in black plummeted like a cannonball, his speed increasing.

He calmly poured spiritual energy into the paper umbrella, the light spiritual energy as fine as silk, like a nimble green snake, winding from the handle up, coiling around the umbrella's frame.

The paper umbrella seemed to come to life, awakening from hibernation, stretching its body, and the middle-aged man in black's falling speed gradually slowed, swaying gently, landing safely.

The middle-aged man in black released his grip, the paper umbrella closed, turning into a stream of light, shuttling through the sea of clouds, returning to the Flying Boat.

The paper umbrella did not belong to the middle-aged man in black, but was temporarily lent to customers by the Flying Boat.

The seven or eight strangers and Tao Yaoye all turned their heads to look at Lu Yang, even Tao Yaoye's eyes were filled with confusion.

They were holding umbrellas, preparing to jump ship, so what was he doing with a backpack?

On the surface, Lu Yang's face didn't flush, and he returned a bright smile to the puzzled gazes, as if he wasn't the one who didn't fit in.

In reality, his heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know where to begin his complaints.

All words turned into one sentence--Senior Disciple Sister, you've misled me!