That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

Chapter 135, 4 Visits

Lin Zhifeng notified all his travel companions one by one and arranged to have dinner together at the Zhenxiu Restaurant the next evening before returning to his residence.

When he returned home, Fang Yuan was no longer in the living room; presumably, Qingfeng had led him to a guest room to rest.

Lin Zhifeng was tired after a long day, so he went to bed early.

The next morning, just as Lin Zhifeng finished getting ready, Fang Yuan came to his door.

"Little brother, take me around to see the sights," Fang Yuan said as soon as he entered the door.

Lin Zhifeng thought to himself that this person was also impatient.

He smiled and said, "I was just about to go find Brother Fang, so please come with me."

As he walked, he said, "The Sword Sect has always been frugal, and there haven't been any large-scale construction projects in the sect in recent decades. I'm afraid it can't compare to the Heavenly Sword Sect. I'm sorry to have troubled Brother Fang."

Lin Zhifeng was just being polite, but Fang Yuan, who was walking around looking at the scenery, nodded and said, "It is indeed a bit simple. It is still a first-class project, so the infrastructure should be improved."

Lin Zhifeng: "..."

"The people in our sect are pure of heart. They don't care about things that bring them pleasure, nor do they care about empty fame. Everyone focuses their minds on cultivation and ascension, so they don't really pay much attention to these trivial matters," Lin Zhifeng said.

Fang Yuan disagreed, saying, "Although an overly extravagant lifestyle is not conducive to cultivation, you are living too austerely."

Lin Zhifeng had no way to respond to that; he was being looked down upon by the rich man!

Fang Yuan whispered to Lin Zhifeng, "Little brother, you said our two sects are from the same root, right? Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, can't we get along better from now on?"

Lin Zhifeng said, "That's for sure."

What he was really thinking was: What do you mean by "same roots and origins"? It just means that the leaders of our two sects are fellow disciples. Going further back, your sect is just an insignificant subordinate sect of ours.

The saying "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river" is truly coming true.

Only after the Heavenly Sword Sect was developed by Storm into a first-class sect that could almost stand on equal footing with the Sword Sect could you make your presence felt here.

Although Lin Zhifeng was aware that "a son doesn't despise his mother for being ugly," he still felt uncomfortable about being humiliated like this.

As he stood there feeling a pang of sadness, Fang Yuan said, "To be honest, little brother, I'm probably going to be the next sect leader of our Heavenly Sword Sect. If I can successfully obtain the Refining Void Pill and break through to the next level, your uncle will likely pass the position of sect leader to me and become a leisurely elder himself. I'm wondering if it's possible for our two sects to merge?"

Lin Zhifeng was taken aback by his words—why do you want to merge with us? And then who will be the sect leader? You? Are you that ambitious?

Lin Zhifeng said, "I congratulate Brother Fang in advance. But why do you say that? Your Heavenly Sword Sect is doing so well, why do you want to merge with us?"

"This merger is no small matter, and I dare not speculate on it lightly. But I have a question: what is your purpose?" This was also what Lin Zhifeng couldn't understand the most.

Fang Yuan said, "Of course, it's so we can take it a step further! Think about it, our Heavenly Sword Sect has money, and your Sword Sect has strength. If our two sects merge, we'll be the absolute leading sect in the entire cultivation continent. Do I even need to tell you the benefits?"

Lin Zhifeng's lips twitched. So, he was after our skills after all!

He said helplessly, "Brother Fang, you have a unique mind, and you always think of earth-shattering things. Forgive me for being so incompetent, I can't keep up with your train of thought. Besides, I'm just a junior disciple of the sect, I know nothing about this kind of thing and I can't get involved."

Fang Yuan looked at him with an expression of disbelief, saying in a low voice, "You're just being modest! How could you, the young sect leader, be a junior disciple? Even though your father has been missing for many years, the position of sect leader hasn't changed hands, has it? And now that you're so successful, haven't you thought about taking over your father's position in the future?"

“If you become the sect leader of the Sword Sect in the future, we brothers can discuss it and the merger will be done, right? Don’t worry, I’ll make you the sect leader, and you can just give me the second-in-command position.”

Upon hearing Fang Yuan's arrogant statement, Lin Zhifeng hurriedly said, "Brother Fang, you're joking! Our Sword Sect values ​​ability above all else, not hereditary succession. Besides, although I've made some progress, I'm nowhere near as good as the outstanding senior brothers and sisters in the sect. Please stop talking nonsense."

Seeing his reaction, Fang Yuan stopped mentioning the merger and focused his attention on visiting the Sword Sect.

Lin Zhifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he also thought to himself: This Fang Yuan is ambitious; he's definitely not what he appears to be. I need to be more careful in the future. If he really becomes the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I must remind the sect's leaders not to be schemed against by him.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan is currently only a Nascent Soul cultivator and hasn't even settled on refining the Void Refining Pill yet. It's better to save these trivial matters for when he truly becomes the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Once Lin Zhifeng had made up his mind, he composed himself and acted as a responsible host, leading Fang Yuan on a tour of all the places in the Sword Sect that were open to the public.

In the afternoon, Lin Zhifeng led Fang Yuan out of the sect and strolled around the town at the foot of the mountain.

The town at the foot of the mountain was naturally not as bustling as the area next to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and besides, they were about to depart for Twilight Cloud City, so there was no need to spend any more money here. The big cities of the future would certainly have a much wider variety of goods.

The two strolled along and finally arrived at the restaurant where they had arranged to meet Lin Jun and the others.

Fang Yuan, who had been pointing out everything about the Sword Sect along the way and seemed quite superior, actually had a high opinion of the Delicacies Pavilion, which finally made Lin Zhifeng breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but sigh: You really have to be strong-willed to be around a rich friend!

The wealthy friend may have intentionally wanted to humiliate someone, but it's precisely his self-righteous tone and the sense of superiority he exudes that are most hurtful.

Lin Zhifeng felt that his mindset still needed to be tempered. Why was he still so sensitive? How could he face his inner demons when he ascended to immortality?

Meanwhile, the two of them were led to a private room by the waiter, where Lin Jun and the others had already arrived.

Lin Zhifeng laughed and said, "Brother Fang and I had nowhere to go after we finished sightseeing today, so we were thinking of coming here to have a cup of tea and wait for you. How come you arrived before us?"

Lin Jun said, "How could we ask our guests to wait for us? In our Sword Sect's territory, it is only natural that we should come and wait for them first."

Lin Zhifeng chuckled: "I don't believe it. Brother Lin is probably just craving it."

Lin Jun glared at him and said seriously, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and introduce the guests to everyone!"