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

Chapter 134 Staying for One Night

Lin Zhifeng agreed verbally and quickly took his leave.

Fang Yuan was still waiting at the entrance of the Sword Sect. Lin Zhifeng was afraid of neglecting him, and also afraid that Fang Yuan's restless nature would cause trouble, so Lin Zhifeng was in a hurry to go back and pick him up.

Stepping out of the council hall, Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but shudder, shaking off the goosebumps that had spurted from the strange looks he'd received from the Seventh Elder earlier that day.

He even told me to come visit sometime? Who would dare play with the elders? Wouldn't that just be asking for a scolding?

Lin Zhifeng shook his head, trying not to think about him, and quickened his pace to greet Fang Yuan as he entered.

When Lin Zhifeng arrived, Fang Yuan was waiting obediently at the sect gate.

He stood upright with a dignified expression, looking quite respectable.

Lin Zhifeng gave Fang Yuan the wooden plaque identifying him as a guest, led him into the sect's barrier, and then led him to his residence.

As he walked, he said to Fang Yuan, "Brother Fang, it's getting late. Please make do with the night in my courtyard!"

Fang Yuan said, "Okay."

Lin Zhifeng: "..."

Why is it being picked up?

Is this still the Fang Yuan he knows?

Lin Zhifeng whispered his doubts.

Fang Yuan smiled and said in a low voice, "I am, after all, a guest. As a newcomer, I must leave a good impression on everyone in the Sword Sect."

Lin Zhifeng thought to himself: You already left a rather unreliable impression back in the Eternal Night Forest, okay? It's a bit too late to pretend to be a gentleman now!

However, how could Lin Zhifeng be so disrespectful as to expose him to his face? He had no choice but to play along, also putting on a gentlemanly act, politely waving his hand and saying, "Brother Fang, please follow me."

Fang Yuan nodded slightly and followed him toward his residence with measured steps.

When Lin Zhifeng encountered disciples of the Sword Sect along the way, Fang Yuan would smile and nod slightly in return.

The Sword Sect disciples who didn't recognize him assumed he was an important guest from some major sect, and after greeting him, they quickly slipped away.

They walked along pretending all the way, and finally arrived at Lin Zhifeng's house.

Qingfeng heard the commotion and came out to greet them.

After introducing Fang Yuan to Qing Feng, Lin Zhifeng asked Qing Feng to help prepare a room for Fang Yuan to spend the night.

Qingfeng was a sensible child. He led the two of them to sit down in the living room of Lin Zhifeng's room, then brought over two cups of spiritual tea. After apologizing, he went to tidy up Fang Yuan's room.

Once Qingfeng closed the door and left, Fangyuan's act of pretending finally crumbled.

He was half-reclined in the chair, his legs stretched out far. Where was the radiant, composed man from just moments before?

Lin Zhifeng couldn't help but chuckle: "I told you so! Isn't it tiring to pretend? You'll be exposed sooner or later, so why bother?"

Fang Yuan said lazily, "What do you know? Listen to my advice. You're a Nascent Soul cultivator now. When you go out and meet strangers, you have to act like a wise and detached master. Otherwise, you'll be looked down upon by those snobbish people, and it's not worth getting angry."

Lin Zhifeng smiled and thanked him, "I understand, thank you for teaching me, Brother Fang."

Seeing that he was getting the hang of it, Fang Yuan couldn't help but laugh, but he still slumped in the chair and refused to move.

Lin Zhifeng sat with him for a while, then stood up and said, "Brother Fang, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to stay here by yourself for a bit. Xiao Qingfeng will come and take you to rest after he's tidied up the room."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "If we're leaving tomorrow, I need to hurry and inform the fellow students who will be traveling with us. This trip will be quite long, and they need to prepare and settle things at home as well."

Fang Yuan said, "It's alright, you go ahead and do your thing, don't worry about me. If you're in a rush, a few more days is fine. I've never been to the Sword Sect before, you can show me around and broaden my horizons."

Lin Zhifeng said, "That's great! I was worried that Brother Fang would be in a hurry to leave, and that with only one night left to prepare, the other senior brothers would feel a bit rushed. In that case, how about we set off the day after tomorrow? Tomorrow I can take Brother Fang around to see the sights."

Fang Yuan blinked lazily and hummed in agreement.

Seeing his expression, as if he could leave at any moment, Lin Zhifeng smiled, said "sorry," and went to inform Lin Jun, Ding Mo, and the others one by one.

Lin Zhifeng went to Ding Mo first and told him that they would be setting off early the day after tomorrow, and that Fang Yuan from the Heavenly Sword Sect would also be going along.

Ding Mo simply nodded and said, "I understand," without saying anything more.

Lin Zhifeng said goodbye and went to Lin Jun's house.

Lin Jun reacted quite strongly when he learned that Fang Yuan was also going along. After pressing Lin Zhifeng for details, his usually erratic thought process was still as erratic as ever.

"Little Lin, I don't think Fang Yuan is a good person! Our Sword Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect have always been at odds. Could he be here to cause trouble? If we take him with us on this journey, he'll be a hidden danger. We need to be careful and not fall into his trap."

Lin Zhifeng was speechless.

What is this all about?

Do you have paranoia?

Although Lin Jun and his group were not familiar with the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect, or rather, the two sides had a long-standing feud, Fang Yuan's character was not to this extent.

If you say Fang Yuan is unreliable, that's not entirely wrong. But to say he's here to cause trouble is to overthink it.

Besides, the Sword Sect is so poor, what could they possibly want from you?

Lin Zhifeng said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Lin, Brother Fang is not a bad person. Besides, after I reunited with my uncle, the Heavenly Sword Sect stopped targeting us. Fang Yuan is going with us this time because my uncle was worried about our safety and specifically asked him to take care of us!"

Lin Jun said, "If that's the case, then of course it's the best."

Lin Zhifeng didn't laugh at him; instead, he praised him for thinking things through. He added that this cautious approach showed he had matured. No wonder he's a Nascent Soul cultivator!

No matter how mature Lin Jun is, he's still him, isn't he? He was so happy, like a child, after being coaxed by Lin Zhifeng's few words.

Lin Jun has become successful now, and his father no longer criticizes and finds fault with him every time he sees him.

The father and son now get along very well, and he has finally become a model child who makes his parents proud.

After listening to him describe the harmonious father-son relationship, Lin Zhifeng recalled the Seventh Elder's loving gaze earlier and thought: No wonder! The prodigal son has returned; the old father must be overjoyed! And he, as a little friend who has made such a significant contribution, will naturally be loved by the elders.

Lin Zhifeng chatted with Lin Jun for a few minutes before saying that he needed to inform the others that he would be hosting a banquet at the Zhenxiu Restaurant the next evening to celebrate everyone's successful breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm.

"We can talk about it tomorrow night," Lin Zhifeng said, and then hurried off to notify the next person.