What the Heck... How Can These People Fly!

"Hahaha, I'm max level!! Everything is max level!! I'm invincible!!!"

Jing Pu laughed maniacally in a void space, and before him was a deep blue door shimmering with specks of light.

Three years!

Three years, who knows how Jing Pu survived!!

Jing Pu had transmigrated three years ago, to this godforsaken place, endless and empty. Then a voice suddenly told Jing Pu that only by cultivating could he leave.

For these three years, Jing Pu had diligently practiced various cultivation techniques in this void land where an ordinary person would go mad after three days.

Things like Sword Dao, Tea Dao, Zither Heart...

Seventy-two books of all sorts like these!!

And now!!!

In three years, Jing Pu had cultivated all these miscellaneous things to the peak of perfection, the highest realm!

Thus, after cultivating the last book, Dao Heart, to the peak of perfection today, this deep blue door appeared before him. It was obvious that Jing Pu could leave now!!

After three years of arduous cultivation, Jing Pu felt he had become a super expert!!

A max-level big shot, he could go out and have some fun now!!

Turning back, Jing Pu glanced again at the place he had marked with "正" (correct/positive) characters, gave it the middle finger, and without looking back, without any lingering attachment, he plunged directly into the deep blue door.

A rainbow light flashed, and when Jing Pu slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the scene before him, listening to the noisy sounds around, a smile appeared on Jing Pu's face.

How long has it been? How long has it been since he heard such familiar sounds of the human world?

Before him was a small town, a small village, with people coming and going, various vendors shouting loudly along the roadside, their calls incessant.

Novice village?!

Jing Pu had a rough idea, and then he stepped in. As soon as Jing Pu entered the village, he attracted everyone's attention.

For a moment, the noise on the entire street subsided considerably.

Speaking of which, after Jing Pu's Dao Heart was cultivated to the peak of perfection, his every move was like that of a sage, as dazzling as the sun, as if a divine lord had reincarnated.

Coupled with Jing Pu's extremely handsome appearance, it was simply as the poem said: "Like jade on the path, a young master peerless in the world."

His face plus his demeanor made him seem like a god.

The young ladies and married women on the street blushed as soon as they saw Jing Pu.

Jing Pu, however, didn't pay attention to the gazes of the people around him; instead, he looked around the world.

Looking at the simple attire of these people, some with long swords on their backs, hmm... it looked like a martial arts world.

If that's the case, then his three years of cultivation in the void space wouldn't be in vain.

During his three years of cultivation, Jing Pu was genuinely afraid that after he had successfully cultivated everything, he would end up in a modern society, where his skills would be somewhat useless.

Since it's a martial arts world... Jing Pu was considering whether to directly establish a sect or to join another sect and blend in, waiting until he truly understood this world before becoming the founding ancestor.

However... before that, Jing Pu still needed to fill his stomach.

Actually, Jing Pu had no worries about food and drink in the void world because his Shen Nong and Culinary Arts were both at the peak of perfection. Jing Pu grew his own vegetables and cooked his own meals, with excellent culinary skills.

However, he had left in a hurry and hadn't brought anything.

Now there were so many snacks by the roadside, and Jing Pu was hungry.

He immediately went to a steamed bun shop, ordered two baskets of steamed buns to go, and ate them while strolling around.

However, after the beautiful proprietress had packed the two baskets of steamed buns, Jing Pu patted his pocket. Damn... he hadn't brought any money, and he didn't have any money on him.

The beautiful proprietress, seeing that Jing Pu had no money, didn't get angry. She blinked her charming eyes and looked at Jing Pu, saying:

"Young master, if you didn't bring money, you can pay next time~"

Seeing the proprietress's lovestruck expression, Jing Pu raised an eyebrow. As expected...

As expected, being handsome gets you everywhere.

However, Jing Pu wasn't someone who liked owing favors. He immediately raised his eyebrows and said:

"Do you have ink and brush here? I'll write you a piece of calligraphy, and that can count as payment for my steamed buns, how about it?"

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jing Pu coquettishly and said:

"Will young master come again next time?"

Jing Pu took a bite of a steamed bun and immediately nodded:

"Of course, your steamed buns are so delicious, I'll definitely come again."

The proprietress puffed out her chest, looked at Jing Pu with alluring eyes, and said:

"We have even more delicious ones~"

Jing Pu was taken aback. Damn, don't start flirting...

Seeing Jing Pu's expression, the proprietress chuckled and called to the shop assistant behind her to prepare ink and brush for Jing Pu.

Jing Pu, having finally encountered someone he could talk to, immediately looked at the proprietress with curiosity and said sweetly:

"Sis, what is this place?"

The proprietress wasn't surprised at all that Jing Pu didn't know the town's name and immediately smiled with pursed lips:

"Qinghe Town, young sir. You must be one of the immortals heading to the Divine Sword Sect's assessment, right?"

Divine Sword Sect?

Immortal?

Jing Pu blinked, a little confused, but he quickly understood. It must be an assessment to join a sect.

If that's the case... then Jing Pu decided to join the Divine Sword Sect first, become their disciple, get a feel for this world, and then establish his own sect!

Jing Pu nodded and immediately said:

"Um... I seem to be lost. Which direction is the Divine Sword Sect?"

After a charming laugh, the beautiful proprietress pointed to a range of continuous mountains in the distance and said:

"The Divine Sword Sect is in that direction."

Jing Pu looked at the distant mountains and nodded slightly. It seemed quite far. As the saying goes, "seeing a mountain and running to it is like chasing a horse to death"—it would take at least two or three days to get from here to those high mountains.

Just as Jing Pu was about to ask when the Divine Sword Sect's assessment was held.

Suddenly, something whizzed past overhead.

The sound wasn't very loud, but it carried the wind. Jing Pu felt it and immediately looked up in surprise.

Uh...

He saw nothing. Jing Pu then pouted and looked back at the proprietress.

At this moment, the shop's assistant brought out a table and ink. Jing Pu rolled up his sleeves, ready to grandly write a piece of calligraphy for the shopkeeper.

Jing Pu wasn't trying to take advantage of the proprietress. His Calligraphy Method was already at the peak of perfection. His calligraphy, if it were in modern times, would fetch at least a million per piece!

Here, wouldn't it be worth thousands of taels of silver?

It would be more than enough to buy this entire village.

Just as Jing Pu was about to begin, there was another "whoosh" overhead, scattering the papers on the table.

Jing Pu frowned and looked up again. What the heck was that thing making those "whoosh" sounds?!

When Jing Pu looked up again, he still saw nothing. But just as he was about to frown and start writing.

Jing Pu suddenly saw it, and the sight made his jaw nearly drop to the floor.

This... this was an immortal, standing on a Flying Sword...

What the hell?!

How... how can these people fly?!

(This book's cultivation levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Emergence, Spirit Transformation, Tribulation Crossing, Mahayana, Ascension...)

(People keep asking about the Dao Heart, so I'll reply here uniformly: The Dao Heart allows one to be free of distracting thoughts. It doesn't mean stripping away all emotions and desires.)