Chapter Ninety-Two: Cloud and Water Pavilion

  Her suggestion was approved by most people.

  "Yes, it's better to give it to Shuangxiang!"

  "Wan Ning's junior sister is out on a mission, and having a disciple replace her to guard the small yard of Ling Tian is also a good thing."

  "Hmm, Wan Ning is quite good."

  Qingyunzi nodded slightly and said to Qin Yun, "Alright, then you can be a nominal disciple under my apprentice Wan Cong for now. Work hard and strive to formally become an apprentice as soon as possible!"

  Qin Yun couldn't possibly have any objections, and immediately performed a courtesy, saying: "Thank you, Ancestor!"

  Qingyunzi nodded: "You go down now, someone will arrange things later."

  Mufang Ting bid farewell and left after completing her mission. Before leaving, she invited Qin Yun to visit Luoxia Peak when he had time.

  Of course this was just a polite remark, Qin Yun wouldn't be naive enough to think that as a newly admitted disciple, he had the qualifications to visit Lu Xia Peak.

  A young man in green led him to the equipment for new disciples.

  Two sets of plain green swordsman attire, a bottle of low-grade Yuan Dan and a block of Xuan Tie emblem representing his identity. The Tian Cheng Sword Sect's treatment of new disciples was indeed stingy, even with Qin Yun having the recommendation letter from the Old Ancestor of the Qin Clan, he couldn't get anything better.

  However, Qin Yun didn't mind this and was delighted in his heart.

  Entering the Tiancheng Sword Sect is undoubtedly the dream of countless people, and it is also Qin Yun's hope to fulfill his wishes. Unfortunately, at this moment, there is no one who can share the joy with him by his side.

  "Remember, the identity token must not be lost. To complete the sect's task at Chenxing Pavilion, it is necessary to record contributions with it. Only with sect contributions can you exchange for elixirs, skills and learn martial arts swordsmanship." The young servant in green clothes told Qin Yun very seriously: "As long as the person has the token!"

  That piece of Xuan Iron Token is very important, with it Qin Yun can travel between Chuiyun Peak and Xuangwu City, and also enter the important places of Xuangu Sword Sect such as Yanwu Arena, Lingjian Hall, Chenxing Pavilion and so on.

  But if you want to reach the main peak of Tian Cheng, you still need to become an inner disciple.

  The young man in green was a few years younger than Qin Yun, with red lips and white teeth, still tender and trying to put on a mature appearance: "Alright, I'll take you to Shui Wanying's small courtyard now."

  Looking at his serious appearance, Qin Yun couldn't help but smile, and directly handed over the low-grade Pei Yuan Dan he had just received: "Thank you, junior brother, for your guidance. This bottle of elixir is also yours to keep."

  Qin Yun had just arrived and didn't know much about the situation in Jianzong, so it was necessary to make one or two friends.

  He thought this young man was quite good-natured, so he had the intention of making friends with him.

  The young man in blue clothes was unwilling to accept Qin Yun's bribe, but he couldn't resist Qin Yun's persistence and finally accepted it half-heartedly.

  To know that an outer sect disciple gets a month's worth of sect provisions is just one bottle of low-grade Cultivation Elixir.

  It is true that "eating people's softness", on the way down the mountain, he answered Qin Yun's questions one by one, and also told Qin Yun many things that new disciples need to know.

  The young man in green was named Xiao Ming, and like Qin Yun, he was also an outer door disciple, but he had entered the sect two years earlier than Qin Yun.

  He is a native of Xuanwu City, and his father is also a member of the Sword Sect, belonging to the disciples collected within the Sword Sect.

  The major sects are divided into seniority based on when they joined, so strictly speaking, Qin Yun should be addressed as "Shixiong" (senior brother).

  From Xiao Ming's words, Qin Yun only knew that his master Shui Wanying was a tribute disciple under Qingyunzi, and had a good reputation on Chuiyun Peak, but two months ago he went out to do a sect task and has not returned yet.

  Two people walked and chatted, before long they arrived at their destination.

  Qin Yun's master, whom he had not yet met, lived in a small courtyard at the foot of Chuiyun Peak, with a great location by the mountain and water, and next to it was a spiritual field full of fruit trees.

  A wooden plaque hung in the center of the gate, with four characters "Cloud Water Small Pavilion" engraved on it, with elegant and freehand calligraphy.

  The wooden door under the eaves was slightly ajar and could be pushed open with one push.

  The small courtyard is divided into two parts, front and back. In the front yard, there is an open space for martial arts practice and sword fighting. Next to it stands a towering tree with a trunk as thick as a man's hug, its lush canopy almost covering the entire sky of the courtyard.

  There is a wooden house and a small building in the backyard, with carefully planted flowers everywhere, and the environment is elegant and quiet.

  But probably because no one has taken care of it, the ground in the small courtyard is covered with fallen leaves and flying grass, and spider webs can be seen everywhere under the eaves, giving people a desolate and dilapidated feeling.

  "Shuizhi Shu hasn't come back yet, so..." Xiao Ming scratched his head and said: "Also, the 30 mu of spiritual fields outside have all been handed over to you to manage!"

  Handing over the small courtyard to Qin Yun, Xiao Ming's task was considered complete, and he left with a satisfied heart, carrying the Pei Yuan Dan that had just come into his hands.

  The whole courtyard was left with only Qin Yun alone.

  Since he has come, then let him be at ease. He didn't have any anxiety or unease, and first found a clean empty room to move into.

  After putting away the luggage, Qin Yun found a broom from the woodshed and rolled up his sleeves to sweep the entire courtyard, including the room he lived in.

  Fortunately, the small courtyard was not very large, and this task did not take up too much of his time. Every corner was cleaned spotlessly.

  At that time in Shanglie Village, similar household chores were not less done by Qin Yun, and now they are also very skilled.

  After finishing the cleaning and looking at the newly renovated courtyard, he felt much more relieved in his heart.

  Then Qin Yun drew water from the well at the edge of the courtyard, filled up the empty water vat in the woodshed, and then took a refreshing cold shower.

  He changed into the swordsmen attire sent by his sect, tied the Xuan Iron Token around his waist, and wore the Qinghu Sword. He left the small courtyard and headed towards the Xuanwu City.

  The empty room he lived in had only simple furniture and nothing else, so Qin Yun had to go buy some bedding, pillows and daily necessities himself.

  He unfolded his thousand-mile divine journey and hurried on the road, using only a small half-hour to arrive in Xuanwu City.

  The prosperity of Xuanwu City was even more prosperous than Qianchao City.

  The streets here are not very wide, because the city is built on a mountain, so the roads are uneven and ordinary horse-drawn carriages have difficulty passing through.

  However, the shops and restaurants on both sides of the road are crowded, with countless signboards in sight, including weapons and medicine, clothing and accessories, wine houses and hotels, even brothels.

  The pedestrians on the street were bustling with activity, with robust warriors, portly merchants, lovely young women and wives, honest farmers... among the crowds of people, there were also disciples of the Sword Sect like Qin Yun who carried long swords on their backs.

  Jianzong disciples can be distinguished from their attire, outer door disciples wear green shirts with iron plaques at the waist, while inner door disciples usually wear white shirts with jade plaques, with a completely different air and demeanor.

  But whether they are outer disciples or inner disciples, in the Xuanwu City, they are all respected. Qin Yun can walk into any shop, and no matter if it's the boss or the employees, they are all very polite, with a smile on their face, welcoming him warmly.

  The prices in Xuanwu City are much more expensive than those in Qianchao, Qin Yun spent three taels of silver on just three dishes and a soup in an ordinary restaurant, and a good set of bedding cost him as much as fifty taels of silver!

  At this price, if it were in Qianchao City, it would definitely be scolded as black-hearted and exploitative, but in Xuanwu City, it seems to be quite normal.

  The Black Turtle resides; great is the difficulty!

  After wandering around the city for a while, Qin Yun couldn't help but think of a sentence that Xiao Ming had once told him, which turned out to be quite accurate.

  Even with the three million silver tickets given by Qin's family by his side, he still had to be frugal and live a simple life.

  Sitting and eating, emptying the mountain, no matter how much money is spent, it can't withstand such extravagance. Even if it's a hidden old ancestor or a high-ranking alchemist, they can't truly avoid worldly desires.

  Under the guidance of the shopkeeper, he hired a unique single-wheeled cart of Xuanwu City and returned to Yunshui Pavilion with a full load of purchased items.

  Xuanwu City has tens of millions of residents, many of whom are disciples and relatives of the Sword Sect. Most of them rely on the Sword Sect for their livelihood, so various services are extremely considerate. There are many merchants in the city who can buy goods from all over the nine states.

  The carter hired by Qin Yun was strong and powerful, with a physique that was four times as strong as normal. He pushed the small cart loaded with nearly 200 kilograms of goods up the mountain path with ease, delivering it to the entrance of the courtyard before nightfall.

  He also helped Qin Yun move into the house and finally only received two taels of silver as a reward before leaving with great joy.

  On the first night under Yunyun Peak at Cloud Water Villa, Qin Yun spent his time busily and didn't sleep until very late.

  The Tiancheng Sword Sect is open to the entire Yan Yun State, and some people have to rush from thousands of miles away, so the formal entry ceremony for new disciples will be held ten days later.

  Qin Yun had no relatives or friends in the Sword Sect, and he couldn't even talk to his fellow disciples from the same clan. Those of the same clan looked down on him even more, and they wouldn't invite him to any gatherings, so for several days, he had been practicing swordplay and cultivating in the Cloud Water Pavilion.

  When he had some free time, Qin Yun would also tidy up the yard and sweep the empty rooms, letting the somewhat abandoned Cloud Water Villa gradually regain its vitality.

  On this day, Qin Yun was practicing the Thundercloud Sword Art in the courtyard when the gate was suddenly pushed open and a delightful voice full of surprise came in at the same time.

  "Thank goodness, miss! You've finally come back!"

  Who is this?

  Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, then sheathed his Qingfeng Sword and looked towards the main gate.

  A green-skirted girl walked in quickly, and upon seeing the completely unfamiliar Qin Yun, she too was stunned, her smile suddenly frozen on her face, looking as if she had seen a ghost.

  But just a moment later, she furrowed her brows and loudly interrogated: "Who are you? How did you get into the Cloud Water Pavilion? Don't you know that my young mistress is a disciple under Elder Qingyun's seat of honor? Do you know the crime of trespassing on a disciple's courtyard?"

  The green-skirted girl looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender and tall figure, almost as tall as Qin Yun. However, her lovely face was shrouded in dark clouds, her bright eyes were filled with accumulated anger, and her fierce appearance was like that of a female leopard whose head had been provoked.

  "My name is Qin Yun, I was appointed by Qingyun Zushi as a registered disciple under the seat of Shui Wenyin. I just moved here three days ago..." Qin Yun smiled and asked: "May I ask who you are?"

  He thought the other person should be a close relative of Shui Wancong, so he spoke very politely.

  However, Qin Yun also felt strange in his heart, if so, why didn't the other party live inside the Cloud Water Pavilion.

  As they spoke, Qin Yun took off his own nameplate and handed it to the girl to look at.

  This is the best proof.