Frankly, when Vast Sea Daoist Lord discovered that Yun Zhi’s Soul Lamp had extinguished, he trembled in fear.

If even Yun Zhi had fallen, what level of enemy could this be?

Fortunately, when he arrived, he discovered that Yun Zhi was pretending to be dead.

"Thank goodness she was only playing dead."

Lu Yang also felt that Vast Sea Ancestral Master made sense, considering anyone able to silently obliterate Eldest Senior Sister would be an unimaginable existence, far beyond what one could fathom.

Wait a minute, silently obliterating Eldest Senior Sister... why does that sound so familiar?

He hastily asked Fairy Eternity, who was hiding in the Spiritual Space, "Fairy, you didn’t happen to use the Playing Dead Technique back then and then get taken out by a sneak attack, did you?"

"That’s impossible. My Playing Dead Technique was perfected back then, so why would I use it for no reason?"

"Moreover, I can’t remember what happened during that time; my mind was a mess, something else must have occurred, unrelated to the Playing Dead Technique."

Lu Yang thought about it and agreed; the Playing Dead Technique didn’t cause amnesia.

"Do you know how to wake her up from playing dead?" Although Vast Sea Daoist Lord knew Yun Zhi was pretending to be dead, he still felt anxious staring at Yun Zhi’s body.

"From my experience with playing dead, if you attack Eldest Senior Sister and make her feel threatened, she’ll wake up."

Vast Sea Daoist Lord fell silent for a moment, sensing the difficulty of the task.

He looked around at the people nearby, only Lu Yang was there.

Compared to others, it seemed more feasible if he did it himself.

Vast Sea Daoist Lord gritted his teeth: "I’ll try!"

In his chest appeared a fruit, both hidden and apparent, shaped like an apple, its color indiscernible, frantically churning the embryonic Spatial Dao Fruit.

An endless force of space gathered in his palm, seemingly capable of tearing heaven and earth apart, destabilizing the entire space; Lu Yang, standing beside him, felt as if he was about to be torn to pieces just by looking!

Yun Zhi, seated on Emperor’s Throne Mountain, slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Vast Sea Daoist Lord.

"Is she really awake?" Vast Sea Daoist Lord excitedly dispersed the space force in his hands.

His most powerful attack had actually threatened Yun Zhi; had he become so strong without realizing it?

"Eldest Senior Sister, how do you feel?" Lu Yang hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Yun Zhi hesitated for a moment, then said, "I felt my clothes were about to be damaged, so I woke up. Do you know what’s going on, Junior Brother?"

Vast Sea Daoist Lord: "..."

He cleared his throat twice, warning Lu Yang with his eyes not to speak of what just happened, then opened a portal through space and fled.

Another half month passed in a flash; Lu Yang had been diligently sitting in meditation and cultivating without the slightest slack.

"Junior Brother, you have a letter." Lu Yang looked up and was surprised to find it was Third Senior Sister looking for him.

"A letter?"

"Mmm, when I descended the mountain, I happened to run into a Junior Brother who originally came looking for you at Sky Gate Mountain," Yun Zhi told Lu Yang. "He said there was a letter from the Sword Tower for you. Since I was on my way, I took it."

"A letter from the Sword Tower?"

Lu Yang was somewhat curious. It seemed that he didn’t have much interaction with the Sword Tower, but his master’s generation had quite a bit to do with them.

The envelope had a sword piercing the heavens drawn on its front—a symbol of the Sword Tower. Every disciple of the Sword Tower bore this emblem on their chest, which was supposedly personally designed by the Sword Tower Supreme.

"Let me see, the letter says that the Sword Tower is going to hold the centennial Sword Festival and has invited all sword cultivators from across the world to participate."

"Ah, the Sword Festival. Given the timing, it should indeed be held around now."

The Sword Festival, a prestigious event that showcased the Sword Tower’s status in swordsmanship, would be attended by sword cultivators from Great Xia, the East Sea, the Demon Territory, and Buddha Country. The excitement was sure to be extraordinary, and in the hearts of sword cultivators, it was an honor they must experience at least once in their lives.

"Just in time. The Dark Moon Sword can hardly keep up with my cultivation level anymore. It would be good to visit the Sword Tower; they probably sell swords there."

The Dark Moon Sword was forged using a sword array that belonged to the Qilin Immortal, a celestial-level array. However, the Qilin Immortal, whose mind had been scrambled by the Yingtian Immortal, crafted it with Immortal Gold, rendering the array’s material quite ordinary.

Now that Lu Yang’s cultivation had greatly surpassed it, if he wielded the Dark Moon Sword with full force, he feared he might break it.

Although he could have asked his Eldest Senior Sister to find him a sword, as a man born to this world, Lu Yang couldn’t depend on his Eldest Senior Sister for everything.

He could request Li Haoran to forge a sharp sword with materials he gathered, but considering that Lu Yang often liked to show off his cultivation in front of Li Haoran, asking for his help now carried a tinge of embarrassment.

"Then let’s make the trip and witness the sword cultivators from all over the world," Lu Yang said with glee.

Having been cultivating within the sect all this time had been exceptionally dull. Finally, he had a reason to go out.

There was still a month left until the Sword Festival. Time was not pressing; the Sword Tower was located in Shu State, a great distance from Seek Dao Sect, halfway across Great Xia. Flying there would take half a month—it was a bit early to leave now.

Lu Yang, worried about potential incidents along the way, preferred to go ahead of time.

Before departing, Lu Yang thoroughly checked his items—Revitalizing Pills, Great Recovery Pills, Green Peak Sword, Seven Star Sword Set, Spirit Stones, Fairy Eternity...

"All set, time to set off!"

Since the Sword Tower was too far from Seek Dao Sect for even those at the Spirit Transformation Stage to fly in one go, Lu Yang chose a slower flying boat that required less effort and was more comfortable.

On the flying boat, a young lady from some household clamored that she fancied Lu Yang’s seat and was ready to offer him Spirit Stones to purchase his spot. Just then, a chivalrous young man stepped forward, criticizing the lady for being overbearing and bullying others with her status. When she found herself unable to out-argue the young man, she signaled her bodyguards to teach him a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the young man, though appearing weak in cultivation, was exceptionally strong in combat and easily defeated the two bodyguards with higher cultivation levels. He even spanked the haughty lady, causing her cheeks to burn red with shame and her glances toward the young man to change; no one had ever dared lay a hand on her before.

Soon after, the flying boat docked at a large city where the local government office arrested both the young lady and her two bodyguards on charges of disturbing the peace, and the young man on charges of indecent behavior.

Lu Yang also noticed both the young lady and the young man had arranged marriages; she was on the way to meet her betrothed, a man from an impoverished family she had never met, while he was on the way to meet his affianced, a sudden heiress he had never met before.

There were also two daoist characters on the flying boat, an old and a young one, both in ragged attire. The old daoist had a wine gourd at his waist and staggered as he walked, reeking of alcohol and possibly not having bathed for a long time; his scent was mingled with stench.

The young daoist, still with a youthful voice, had to jog to keep up with the old daoist’s pace while calling him ’Master’. Fellow passengers looked at the odorous old daoist with disgust while covering their noses, but the old man seemed unconcerned with their stares and was quite content.

Eventually, a passenger unable to tolerate the old daoist’s stench decided to ’educate’ him, completely unaware that the seemingly unremarkable old man was an accomplished Unification-stage cultivator simply enjoying the mortal world. What was more unexpected was that the complaining passenger was also a Unification-stage cultivator, similarly enjoying the mortal coils.

It wasn’t long before the two high-level cultivators began to fight.

Lu Yang approached the young daoist and mentioned that if he considered finding a new master, he could come to their Seek Dao Sect, where people valued hygiene greatly.

After the battle concluded, thinking that perhaps the airs of the cabin weren’t auspicious, Lu Yang decided to pay extra for the luxury cabin.

Soon, there was tragic news from the luxury cabin; someone had been murdered at night. The other twelve passengers in the same cabin could provide alibis for one another, and no one knew who was responsible.

Lu Yang thought it best not to change cabins after all.