Ye Chen glanced at Ling Yi, then at Leng Feng and the other three, and had a feeling that they were hiding something from him.
The Final Master was clearly prepared and knew they would come.
But if his the Final Master didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask any more questions.
These four Flying Sword are no ordinary swords; they not only contain sword spirits but also a legacy of Sword Dao.
The sword can absorb Spiritual Qi, nourishing the wielder and cleansing their marrow.
Even without any special techniques, one can slowly increase their strength using Flying Sword.
"Come with me!" Ye Chen didn't want to think too much; he would just do whatever his the Final Master told him to do.
After leaving the Daoist temple hall, Leng Feng asked, "Brother Ye Chen, how can this Flying Sword be made to recognize its master?"
"..."
How do they recognize a master? The moment they grasp the Flying Sword, they have already recognized it as their master.
"No need for much trouble. The sword is primarily for attack and destruction; just use it often and treat the Flying Sword well in general."
"Use?"
"It's all about practicing swordsmanship non-stop!"
"That simple?" Leng Feng asked.
"Swing your Jian Yi thousand times every day," Ye Chen said, glancing at him.
Zhang Mianyang asked, "Then, approximately how long will it take to complete?"
"About eight hours!"
"So, you have to keep wielding a sword for eight hours straight every day?"
"If the speed is fast, there might be fewer."
Having served in the military, Leng Feng naturally understood the key to this. He smiled wryly and said, "It's not that easy. You have to rest every half hour at most, otherwise your stamina and muscles simply won't hold up. It would take more than ten hours to complete ten thousand sword swings."
Ye Chen didn't say much. Under normal circumstances, that would be true, but this Flying Sword magic weapon would continuously nourish their bodies. Apart from the initial discomfort, it wouldn't actually take eight hours.
It will only get stronger and faster.
Two days later, Leng Feng and his three companions finally discovered the benefits.
This feeling of getting stronger with practice gradually drew them in, and even without Ye Chen watching, they would keep swinging their weapons on their own.
Although it was tedious, the four of them enjoyed it.
" The Final Master, I have comprehended the Sword Heart!" Ye Chen said excitedly to Ling Yi that morning.
"Not bad, earlier than I expected." Ling Yi nodded, not at all surprised.
" The Final Master, I'd like to go down the mountain for a while."
"Wait two more days, then bring those four down the mountain together." Ling Yi did not refuse.
"Yes, the Final Master."
After a pause, Ye Chen asked, " The Final Master, will demons really wreak havoc on the world in the future?"
"No need for later; demons and monsters are already reviving along with the Spiritual Qi. Ghosts, demons, monsters, spirits, and other strange creatures will continue to appear."
"Wouldn't that be terrible?"
"It's not as serious as you think. In ancient times, there were countless top-tier Great Demon and Evil Ghost in the chaotic world. Didn't humanity still manage to survive back then?"
"In times of chaos, heroes emerge; moreover, I am always here to help."
Hearing his the Final Master's words, Ye Chen felt much more at ease.
The reason he had to go down the mountain was because the system had issued an advanced mission: slay a hundred demons. Once completed, the system would upgrade, becoming more powerful and capable.
Ye Chen had no idea about his current strength, as he had been cultivating on the mountain and had no opportunity for actual combat.
This is also why Ye Chen felt uneasy.
Just then, the sounds of Flying Sword swords clashing together rang out from outside.
" Zhu'er and Jinli are fighting again!" Ye Chen said helplessly.
Since inheriting the Sword Control Technique from Flying Sword, these two have been fighting every day, regardless of the time or place.
They call it a friendly exchange, but it's really just showing off.
Because they knew it was a live stream, and countless netizens were watching them.
Not only them, but Leng Feng and Zhang Mianyang would also spar from time to time.
"You two, get away from me, you're making too much noise," Ling Yi shouted from inside the Daoist temple.
The two women, who had been sparring in the courtyard, suddenly stopped, looked at each other, and then ran out of the courtyard laughing.
Clearly, this is not the first time this has happened.
" The Final Master, why are they here? It feels like it was all pre-arranged."
"You'll find out after we get down the mountain," Ling Yi said with a smile.
Ling Yi and Ye Chen have quite a few fans now; almost everyone knows them. Once Ye Chen comes down the mountain, he'll probably be recognized immediately.
" The Final Master..."
"Don't ask, it'll be pointless to say now. No matter what, remember one thing: stay true to yourself!"
Ye Chen walked into the courtyard with a sullen expression and absentmindedly began to practice sword skills.
"What happened? Did the Final Master scold you?" Leng Feng asked, leaning closer.
"I have a feeling you're hiding something from me!" Ye Chen said.
"Cough cough, no!" Leng Feng quickly denied.
" The Final Master said I'd find out after we go down the mountain. Judging from the Final Master gloating expression, it doesn't seem like anything good."
"Are you going down the mountain?" Zhang Mianyang exclaimed in surprise.
"Pfft!" Leng Feng burst out laughing, and Zhang Mianyang chuckled as well.
"Going down the mountain? That'll be interesting, Senior Brother. You'd better hold on tight."
" The Final Master is right, you'll understand after you go down the mountain."
"..." Ye Chen felt extremely frustrated, as if everyone else knew but he was kept in the dark.
"Don't overthink it. It's not a bad thing anyway. If it weren't for this, you wouldn't have been able to go up the mountain, let alone meet such a powerful the Final Master," Leng Feng said, patting him on the shoulder.
"That's right. You know, the Final Master has only taken you as his disciple so far. Countless people are practically green with envy."
Ye Chen did not deny this point; being able to become Ling Yi's disciple was indeed a great Luck for him.
But... how many people?
Ye Chen wasn't stupid; Yinyin already had some guesses in his mind.
He had never thought about it this way before, but once the idea took hold, he would unconsciously search for hidden cameras around him.
With his current Spiritual Sense, Ye Chen quickly discovered the problem.
Sure enough, a camera disguised as Snail was found inside a tree hole.
This was the beginning of a Ye Chen did nothing all afternoon but found more than thirty security cameras.
However, Ye Chen only removed one camera; he didn't touch the others.
" The Final Master!"
During dinner that evening, Ye Chen placed the camera on the dining table.
"You finally figured it out," Ling Yi said with a smile.
"What exactly is going on?" Ye Chen asked.
Ling Yi said to Leng Feng, "Explain to him. Don't worry, the live stream is now closed."
Leng Feng coughed twice and told Ye Chen about the variety show.
"So, my parents were involved too?" Ye Chen was completely taken aback.
"Your parents are doing this for your own good. They're worried about you staying home all the time, and this program came along just in time, so they signed you up without telling you," Leng Feng said.
"Uh!" Ye Chen couldn't refute that.
"It was originally just a variety show, but no one expected that we would meet a real Big Shot like our the Final Master?" Zhang Mianyang laughed.
"You're a top star now, with way more fans than any of us. If you were in the entertainment industry, you'd crush everyone in no time."
"I have no intention of getting involved in the entertainment industry. I'll just focus on cultivating with my the Final Master for the rest of my life." Ye Chen had absolutely no interest in the entertainment industry.
"So you're the Luck. Everyone knows about the Spiritual Qi revival. Countless people want to come to Green Mountain to become disciples. Tens of thousands of people gather at the foot of Green Mountain every day. Do you really think they're just internet celebrities?" Leng Feng said.
"Isn't that right?" the Jinli asked, looking rather naive.
"Nine out of ten of them are trying to uncover the secrets of the mist Formation, and there are likely some foreign forces among them. You and your master are currently in a precarious situation; this trip down the mountain will be fraught with trouble."
"It's not just you two the Final Master; I'm afraid we'll also find ourselves in trouble after we descend the mountain."
Hearing Leng Feng's words, everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.
"What should we do then?" Zhu'er asked.
"First, trust the country; second, kill any enemy who comes without mercy," Leng Feng said, taking out six cards that resembled ID cards.
He placed them one by one on the table, then said, "These are the identities the country has assigned to us."
"With it, one can execute without trial and report later."
Zhang Mianyang curiously picked up the one with his photo on it and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why were we the ones chosen? We're just celebrities. Wouldn't it be better to have someone more professional do this?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Feng looked at Ling Yi.
Ling Yi shrugged helplessly. "Sorry, I just picked you guys randomly, and I didn't realize the trouble you might cause."
"At the time, director Qi Hong asked me to choose a few people, and I didn't think much about it."
"So, what should we do next?" Jinli asked.
They had nothing to complain about in learning Sword Control Technique, after all, it was an opportunity that countless people longed for.
"Before we went to Green Mountain, our families had already been arranged to be in safe places, so you don't need to worry about that," Leng Feng added.
" Brother Feng, how do you know so much? We know nothing at all," Zhu'er asked.
"Having served in the military before, I received some extra instructions from my superiors before I left."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say now," Jinli said, picking up her ID and fiddling with it.
"Then get some rest and prepare. You'll be going down the mountain with Ye Chen tomorrow."
Ling Yi said.
"Going down the mountain tomorrow? But my Flying Sword hasn't been bound to me yet," Jinli said anxiously.
" Jinli, are you stupid? Is this the time to talk about this? We can pretend we don't know anything and secretly take the Flying Sword away later. Why do we have to say it out loud?" Zhu'er rolled her eyes and said.
"Huh? Oh, the Final Master, you didn't hear anything just now, right?" Jinli looked at Ling Yi and said with a bitter expression.