After My Favorability Level Is Up to the Top

Chapter 79 - Green Lotus Sword Son Is on His Way

Sou!

The sword streaked across the sky like a rainbow.

A gentle breeze tousled the woman's flowing hair, revealing a graceful, refined, and resolute countenance. Disguised as a man, she would easily pass as a handsome and elegant young noble. Her verdant gown bore intricate patterns of purple lotuses, its sleeves fluttering gracefully in the wind. Her expression bore an air of solemnity tinged with a palpable sense of determination.

She was the central figure in conversations across the Upper Central Realm, and one could argue she was the talk of the entire realm—the Destiny's Song Sword Cultivator of Blistook Pavilion, known as Sun Fen.

The Jade Void Supreme Purity and the two major Daoist Sects had long been evenly matched.

Just like the Soaring Wisdom Sect's Song Na, whose demeanor was as icy as a distant mountain, Sun Fen from Blistook Pavilion embodied valiance and heroism, akin to a resplendent green lotus.

These two women were the epitome of excellence within the Daoist Sect, often held up for comparison among their peers. Despite never having crossed paths due to various circumstances, they had been rivals for many years.

As the Destiny's Song Sword Cultivator of Blistook Pavilion, Sun Fen was forbidden to leave the pavilion until she had mastered the seventh level of the Green Lotus Sword Chant.

The Green Lotus Sword, one of Blistook Pavilion's top three formidable sword techniques, was intrinsically linked to its wielder. Primarily employed for lethal purposes, it demanded a strong bond with the sword itself. Prior to reaching the seventh level, instability in one's killing intent risked descent into a dangerous state of deviatory psychosis.

However, Sun Fen had abruptly emerged from seclusion, showing disregard for the Pavilion Master, her elder brother, and the pavilion's denizens who attempted to restrain her. She sped away from Blistook Pavilion, astride her sword, heading resolutely in a specific direction. Those who sought to impede her were left grievously wounded by her blade.

Such actions fueled speculations throughout the cultivation world.

Some believed Sun Fen was on a quest for revenge, asserting that she had vowed to defeat a long-standing adversary years ago. Her relentless cultivation of the challenging Green Lotus Sword Technique was attributed to her unyielding desire for victory.

Others surmised that Sun Fen had lost control of her killing intent, succumbing to a state of mental turmoil that had driven her to break free from seclusion. Urgent restraint was deemed necessary, as her unchecked actions threatened to unleash catastrophe.

There were even those who speculated that Sun Fen sought to emulate the first-generation Destiny's Song Sword Cultivators. Her intent, they posited, was to combat violence with violence, challenging sects along her path to sharpen her skills and mindset. She aimed to build a legendary reputation to forge a resolute sword heart capable of surmounting her cultivation's bottleneck.

Consequently, as she journeyed onward, numerous peers from her generation sought out challenges with her.

Sun Fen had already vanquished six or seven contenders, leaving them severely wounded, thus impeding her progress.

Among these challengers were dashing and elegant young heroes who aspired to make a lasting impression on the admired fairy. Regrettably, most found themselves soundly defeated, their aspirations crushed.

The remaining few were swiftly dispatched without an opportunity to exchange blows.

Such challenges were implicitly accepted within the various sects, with no retribution for injuries and no intervention from the elders.

However, beneath the surface of these assumptions lay a different reality.

Hidden beneath layers of rumors was the startling revelation that the Wide Ocean Sect, a sect perennially on the fringes of the cultivation world, had recently uncovered two spies from the Devil Cult. This shocking news rippled through the long-standing tranquility of the cultivation world.

Conversations buzzed, and speculations about the resurgence of the Devil Cult ran rampant.

Amidst these reports, a significant and not-so-insignificant matter emerged—a mysterious figure known as “Mr. Xiaobo.”

It was rumored that he was the first to uncover the Devil Cult spies' traces and eventually unearthed the covert agent. In the process, he had captured the heart of the Wide Ocean Sect's Master's daughter and was scheduled to marry her in a few days.

At the moment, few paid much attention to this development; after all, the cultivation world was vast, and the sudden emergence of a hermit was not uncommon.

Sun Feng's fame grew later, as she ascended to the position of Wide Ocean Sect Master, garnering the attention of numerous cultivators. Currently, only a handful of individuals showed interest in a Core Forming Stage cultivator.

However, Pavilion Master Shen Lin of the Blistook Pavilion, who regularly visited the secluded area of the pavilion to converse with Sun Fen, happened to bring up the topic of the Devil Cult during their discussions.

“It's notoriously challenging to identify spies from the Devil Cult. Yet, there exists someone in this world who can effortlessly discern them. This Mr. Xiaobo is undeniably extraordinary.”

The pond, adorned with blooming lotus flowers, exhibited a subtle disturbance.

“…Xiaobo?” Sun Fen, who had been immersed in a meditative state, focusing on her connection with the Green Lotus Sword, suddenly snapped her eyes open.

“Yes, indeed. Lately, the Wide Ocean Sect has successfully purged the Devil Cult's spies. He's now hailed as the Wide Ocean Sect's son-in-law, a heroic savior of damsels in distress. It's not an unusual tale, rather cliché, not that…” The chatty young Pavilion Master of Blistook Pavilion couldn't resist indulging in gossip.

“Clang!” With a sharp sound, she abruptly interrupted Shen Lin's ramblings.

In that moment, Sun Fen unsheathed the Green Lotus Sword, its blade gleaming with a frosty, murderous aura. “Son-in-law?”

Instead of anger, a wry smile graced her lips. She rose gracefully, forcefully swinging open the door. Ignoring Shen Lin's bewildered gaze, she made her way out with her sword, unstoppable by anyone.

And so, there was an aftermath.

“Since your disappearance, I've heard nothing from you. I've focused solely on my cultivation, hoping that one day, when we meet again, I'll be able to defeat you, and then you'll have no choice but to marry me willingly. But now, after just a few years in seclusion, you're already married?”

Yet, in that very moment, the woman riding her sword had her hair billowing in the wind. Her loose attire fluttered in the breeze, and her beautiful countenance sparkled with eyes like cold stars. She gazed down upon the sprawling landscape below, swiftly approaching the Wide Ocean Sect's territory.

“If you've deceived me, I'll sever our emotional bond with my sword and immerse myself in the cultivation of the Supreme Indifference Sword Art!”

……

Guo Fan was in a hurry to pack his things.

“I've gathered all the Medicine Pills and brought along a few bows and arrows from our secret stash. I've also gathered some additional items, miscellaneous equipment, and a hammer.”

Guo Fan carefully perched the Orange Cat on his shoulder, straightened his attire, and took a deep breath in preparation for his escape to the Soaring Wisdom Sect.

He had already confided in Su Feng and Gu Yaling about his concerns regarding being pursued. Currently, only Su Feng held a favorable opinion of him, while Gu Yaling, always gentle toward Guo Fan, understood that he might have accumulated a slew of romantic entanglements. Her reaction was relatively muted, offering him comforting words.

Su Feng, though amused and somewhat irritated, couldn't stand idly by and let Guo Fan walk into danger. In the eyes of other women, they had become rivals. Realizing this, they formed a united front.

Guo Fan intended to bring Gu Chao to the Soaring Wisdom Sect and then travel north toward the Northern Desert and Northern Ocean. His goal was to find a frigid land while acquiring a new cultivation technique for Su Feng before she reached the Nascent Infant Stage.

Over the course of a day, he laid out the post-departure arrangements and a rough blueprint for the future of the Wide Ocean Sect and Frost River Manor. He pinpointed resource-rich areas and potential hazards. The following day, he departed from the Wide Ocean Sect, accompanied by Hammer and Gu Chao, opting for a detour to the southwest of the Middle Continent. It wasn't long before the Sword Listening Gathering of the Sword Pavilion would commence in the Sugong Lands. Guo Fan planned to discreetly blend into the crowd, remaining concealed while making further decisions.

An unexpected interruption.

Guo Fan had underestimated Sun Fen's resolve. That fateful day, as he merrily ventured out the door, he had barely covered a hundred and eighty miles when a longsword plummeted from the heavens behind him.

“Swoosh!”

Hum~ Hum~

The sword, embedded in the ground just half a meter in front of Guo Fan, acted like a mirror, revealing the beads of cold sweat on his tense face.

High above, a fairy in a black and green attire elegantly touched down on the sword's hilt with her feet.