The Main Pavilion of the Sword Sect is not situated within Anlan City.
It is located among the mountains a hundred miles east of the city.
Looking east from the east gate of Anlan City, a hundred miles away, the mountains are concealed, with the tallest peak split in half.
The cut is flat, as if sliced by a sword.
Beyond the mountain cleft named Sword Gate, one can see a magnificent and majestic Lingyun Celestial Palace.
That is the Main Pavilion of the Sword Sect.
Truly the dwelling place of immortals.
The deer cart stopped just outside Anlan City, and Zhang Ze happened to capture the stunning view of the Main Pavilion of the Sword Sect when he opened the window.
"Built in the sky?" Zhang Ze asked, looking at the row of celestial-like pavilions.
"How could it be? It’s just mountain mist, the buildings are still on the mountain," Mei’Er glanced at the direction Zhang Ze pointed.
"It’s actually quite troublesome, because except for the mountain tops, most places are very damp," Mei’Er frowned and grumbled, "Dehumidifying arrays and medicinal herbs are indispensable every day."
"Moreover, because the ancestral master chose the location, no one dares to relocate. It’s said..."
The latter half of Mei’Er’s words were secretly transmitted to Zhang Ze.
"It’s said that the Sword Sect is divided into seven pavilions because the first-generation elders of the Sword Sect couldn’t stand living here, hence they looked for excuses to move."
The longing in Zhang Ze’s heart for a true immortal abode was instantly shattered by Mei’Er.
Unsure if it’s Mei’Er’s nature or because she was tainted by Lily during her time at the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.
Now, Mei’Er is also an expert in destroying people’s fantasies about immortal cultivation.
After Zhang Ze finished appreciating the scene, the deer cart started moving again.
This time, however, it did not rise up into the air to fly towards Sword Gate, but instead slowly proceeded into Anlan City.
"Aren’t we flying directly over?" Zhang Ze poked his head out of the window to inquire of the stag.
"No, we are taking the teleportation array within Anlan City," the stag shook its head, "My eyesight isn’t good; the mist over there is too thick and I’m prone to crashing into the mountains."
Zhang Ze observed the stag’s antlers which were seventy percent new, scrutinizing the marks of varying ages.
He reckoned that this stag’s life experiences were not for naught.
The deer cart entered the city, and Zhang Ze’s expression gradually became serious; he sat upright, his hands on his knees, poised like a tiger lying in wait, vigilant for any potential danger around him.
Mei’Er gave Zhang Ze a baffled glance, "What are you doing?"
"Waiting for the danger that could come at any moment," Zhang Ze replied earnestly.
"What danger?" Mei’Er still didn’t understand.
Zhang Ze meticulously listed various potential dangers to Mei’Er.
For example, a playboy crashing into the cart upon seeing Mei’Er and having impure intentions.
For example, suddenly seeing experts battling on the street, and getting dragged into the fray.
For example, a young woman suddenly barging into the cart, trying to escape family pressure to marry.
For instance, a great power strategizing and ordering a mid-level power to execute a task, who in turn chose Zhang Ze as bait...
Each scenario Zhang Ze described as if they were real, writing in detail, all consisting of over a hundred thousand words of plot.
But just as Zhang Ze was about to continue, Mei’Er directly stopped him.
"Have you forgotten something?" Mei’Er tapped the side of the cart, signaling Zhang Ze to be quiet first.
"This is the sword sect family’s vehicle," Mei’Er looked at Zhang Ze with a peculiar expression, "Do you think there’s anyone in Anlan City who wouldn’t recognize this vehicle?"
"Who’d have the audacity to crash into us."
"Moreover, I’m Golden Core, while the Senior Deer is Nascent Soul; who would you plan to protect."
Though Mei’Er’s words were impolite, no matter how one sees it, Zhang Ze was indeed the weakest.
Upon reflection, Zhang Ze agreed, realizing he was indeed overthinking.
Yet, he remained anxious.
Although from the current situation, the sect leader indeed seemed merely wanting to see him, rather than skin him, the pig who risked stealing his cabbage.
Nonetheless, even when just meeting, Zhang Ze dared not slack off.
This Anlan City could very well be the sect leader’s front yard; perhaps the sect leader could secretly be watching him from the skies nearby.
Thus, it’s necessary to keep up appearances.
Dressed in black attire, Zhang Ze still maintained a striking pose while seated.
However, the truth of the situation was indeed as Mei’Er had said; there weren’t any disturbances along the route, and all the pedestrians on the road were exceptionally courteous toward the deer cart.
While proceeding slowly through the city, Zhang Ze opened the window to look outside for a bit.
Perhaps because the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion had a rather peculiar style, Zhang Ze found Anlan City’s atmosphere refreshing and novel.
You wouldn’t say, places with fewer demons are indeed peaceful.
Moreover, nearly everyone in Anlan City carries swords, even the aunt selling cold noodles by the roadside has a sheathed short sword hanging on her stall.
Upon reaching the Sword Hall in Anlan City, Zhang Ze finally closed the window.
After parking the deer cart in the backyard of the Sword Hall, Zhang Ze picked up Li, who was still sleeping, and got off the cart. Yet Mei’Er didn’t follow him down.
"Isn’t Sister Mei’Er coming?" Zhang Ze asked.
"The sect leader wants you to go up the mountain alone to see him, and I have other matters," Mei’Er used her energy to levitate and hand a waist token to Zhang Ze.
Unlike ordinary waist tokens of the Sword Sect, this one has a special design, with a ’Chen’ character engraved on it.
"With this waist token, you can pass through most places in the Main Pavilion of the Sword Sect unimpeded."
After speaking, the deer cart vanished right before Zhang Ze, giving him no chance to ask Mei’Er to stay.
Zhang Ze lingered in the courtyard for a moment, finally sighing.
"Since I’m already here, I must make this journey alone."
"If I run now, I’d despise myself."
"I’ve held hands, even kissed."
"As this pig, I’m just missing the final push, what’s there to fear."
"Old Ascender! I’m coming!"
Banishing the image of Old Ascender, the sect leader, standing three meters tall and looking fierce from his mind, Zhang Ze regained his Tao Heart.
He found a secluded spot and used magic to change his black outfit back into the Sword Sect disciple’s robes.
While Li transformed into a typical Spirit Sword, continuing to hang on his waist and sleep.
After ensuring his clothes weren’t worn inside out, Zhang Ze then left the courtyard.
However, the design of the Sword Hall in Anlan City seems different from elsewhere, Zhang Ze wandered around but couldn’t find the main hall housing the teleportation array.
At the point when the lost Zhang Ze began contemplating whether to leap onto a rooftop to find the path, he happened to see someone ahead.
The person was also dressed in a Sword Sect disciple’s clothing, looked roughly the same age as Zhang Ze, taller than Zhang Ze, but had less cultivation, only at Qi Cultivation.
Zhang Ze approached, "Excuse me, Junior Brother, where is the teleportation array leading to the Sect Pavilion?"
After speaking, he handed over his Sword Sect disciple’s waist token to confirm his identity.
He did not bring out the one engraved with ’Chen.’
Because, Zhang Ze believes that one ought to be low-key.
That disciple seemed startled by Zhang Ze; he hesitated for a moment before pointing in one direction.
"Over there, just keep walking and you’ll reach it."
After thanking the disciple, Zhang Ze walked straight along the road, and sure enough, he quickly arrived at the entrance of the main hall housing the teleportation array.
However, there seemed to be quite a few people inside the hall.
A group of Inner Sect senior brothers were standing in the main hall, all naturally starting at Golden Core cultivation.
The leader, with sword-like brows and bright eyes, full of heroic spirit, with a clear and transparent Jade Sword floating behind him, was conversing with someone next to him.
They all looked like they were waiting for someone.
Zhang Ze suddenly recalled a more classic storyline.
Generally, when going to find a junior sister, there would invariably be a jinxed senior brother who is a prodigy.
And such a senior brother would surely harbor unrequited feelings for the junior sister.
And harbor hostility toward dashing and suave youths like Zhang Ze.
Zhang Ze hurriedly dismissed the melodramatic plot from his mind, but just as he was about to enter the hall, he noticed the seemingly antagonistic senior brother looking at him.
The next moment, the Jade Sword senior brother, accompanied by a group, began approaching Zhang Ze.