105: Chapter 105: Reencounter with Wei Jin, the Great Swordsman of the Snowstorm Temple!

With the battle against the Wilderness World over, the taverns at the Great Wall of Sword Qi were clearly filled with more Sword Cultivators.

What most Sword Cultivators were talking about with great interest was undoubtedly an outsider named Yang Simu, who was on the wall trading dragon-slaying stones for the Natal Flying Swords of Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage Yao Sword Cultivators!

If the quality of a Natal Flying Sword was lower than the Golden Core Stage, it wouldn't be of much use even if it were devoured by Yang Simu's Natal Flying Sword, Wuju.

As for the Natal Flying Swords of Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivators, it wasn't that Yang Simu hadn't thought about finding a way to get his hands on them.

However, for one, Upper Five Realms Yao Sword Cultivators generally stayed at the rear of the Yao army; unless a true major battle occurred, they rarely made a move.

Once an Upper Five Realms Yao chose to go down in a blaze of glory, it was very difficult to keep their Natal Flying Sword unless there was a huge disparity in strength.

Moreover, after Wuju "ate" that Nascent Soul Stage Yao Sword Cultivator's Natal Flying Sword, it had slept for a full day.

Yang Simu wasn't sure how long Wuju would sleep if it truly devoured the Flying Sword of an Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivator.

Thus, Yang Simu hadn't gone to ask one or two Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivators to do this.

After all, money makes the world go round.

If he offered a price of ten or even twenty pieces of dragon-slaying stone the size of a block of tofu, there would surely be Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivators who would be tempted.

In a tavern, the first floor was very lively, with Sword Cultivators standing, sitting, and even squatting at the entrance to drink.

But suddenly, everyone stopped drinking, and some even held their breath as they looked toward the entrance.

It turned out that several young men and women had walked in.

Walking at the very front was the undisputed leader of the younger generation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi—Ning Yao!

The woman frowned slightly and said, "It's completely packed here."

Fatty Yan quickly stepped forward and laughed confidently, "Don't worry, Ning Yao."

"Yesterday, Brother Yang said he'd treat us to drinks after the battle, so I specifically had the tavern manager reserve a private room!"

If it were anyone else, they certainly couldn't just tell the tavern manager to reserve a room.

But since it was Yan Zhuo saying this, it was believable!

Yang Simu smiled and patted Yan Zhuo's shoulder, saying, "Fatty Yan, you're a real friend!"

"I said it was my treat, but you ended up paying first!"

Yan Zhuo waved his hand dismissively, acting as if this small amount of money was nothing.

This caused the young girl Wang Zhu beside Yang Simu, as well as Die Zhang who had just stepped inside, to roll their eyes.

Chen Sanqiu smiled and said softly, "Anyway, Fatty Yan is rich; as long as Brother Yang has enough wine to drink, it's fine!"

Yang Simu thought to himself, "I was originally going to let you off the hook, Chen Sanqiu."

"But now, I've decided you'll be leaning against the wall when you walk out of this tavern later."

Seeing the group about to disappear into the second-floor stairwell, a Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivator couldn't help but ask loudly:

"Boss Yang, do you still have enough dragon-slaying stones?"

"I already have three Natal Flying Swords from Golden Core Stage Yao Sword Cultivators; I'll definitely be able to gather four in the next battle against the Wilderness World!"

"When the time comes, don't say you've run out of dragon-slaying stones!"

The reason Yang Simu had the nickname "Boss Yang" was...

Because on the wall of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in addition to practicing his boxing, he had restarted the business of the Baofu Study.

However, what Yang Simu was selling this time wasn't some small trinkets, but solid healing Medicinal Pills and offensive and defensive Talismans.

These things were looted by Xiao Qing and Tan Xue from a treasury on Zhengyang Mountain when he slashed through their Ancestral Hall; there were quite a lot of them.

Since Yang Simu felt these things were still useful, he hadn't sold them all at the Chunfan Studio on Daoxuan Mountain.

With these pills and Talismans, the Sword Cultivators would have more ways to save their lives on the battlefield.

The name "Boss Yang" seemed to have spread from Dong Bude's mouth.

Hearing the Golden Core Stage Sword Cultivator's words, Yang Simu turned his head and grinned, saying:

"I have them, of course I do!"

"As long as you have enough Natal Flying Swords from Yao Sword Cultivators, even if I have to throw away my pride, I'll beg Ning Yao for a few more dragon-slaying stones!"

Hearing this, the Sword Cultivators below immediately burst into boos.

Yang Simu didn't mind and continued up the stairs.

He had originally wanted to invite that Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator named Nie Yuanliang to come and have a drink as well.

However, once the old man heard that youngsters like Ning Yao were coming, he politely declined.

Nie Yuanliang had also traded for two dragon-slaying stones from Yang Simu.

Naturally, it was at the price of two Natal Flying Swords from Golden Core Stage Yao Sword Cultivators for one dragon-slaying stone.

Yang Simu couldn't persuade the old Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivator, so he could only say he'd invite him next time.

Before leaving, however, he still left behind three jars of Immortal Wine.

These things weren't much; what gave Yang Simu the biggest headache was that yesterday on the wall, he had run into Great Sword Immortal Wei Jin of Wind and Snow Temple, who had just returned from the southern battlefield!

Wei Jin was now at the Jade Purity Realm, so he didn't join the ordinary battlefield but was guarding further south.

These Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivators were, of course, there to guard against—

Fortunately, the Great Sword Immortal Wei Jin didn't ask about the Shengao Sect Fairy He Xiaoliang then; he only talked about the local customs of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the situation of the battle.

Then, Wei Jin took a jar of Osmanthus Wine from Yang Simu and returned to the battlefield to continue his watch.

Just as Yang Simu thought he could catch his breath, he saw the round-faced Dong Bude also happening to return to the wall.

He thought of the conversation between Dong Bude and the young girl Wang Zhu not long ago and felt a massive headache.

Although Dong Bude might not necessarily tell Wei Jin about it...

But what if, just like the nickname "Boss Yang," it spread from person to person and eventually reached Wei Jin's ears!

Yang Simu really didn't dare to imagine what would happen then!

Would the Great Sword Immortal Wei Jin come directly with his sword to hack him?

Yang Simu simply didn't dare to imagine such a scene!

But as the saying goes, the things you worry about most are often the most likely to happen!

Yang Simu, Wang Zhu, Xiao Bai, Ning Yao, Die Zhang, Yan Zhuo, Dong Huafu, and Chen Sanqiu had just entered the private room Yan Zhuo had reserved, and the dishes hadn't even all arrived yet.

But suddenly, the sound of two people's footsteps came from outside the door.

One person's footsteps were light, or perhaps they were intentionally being careful.

As for the other person, those inside the room could already feel that surging Sword Intent and the steady, heavy footsteps.

"Yang Simu, are you in there?" a man's gruff voice came from outside the door.

Hearing this, Yang Simu's eyelids twitched incessantly!

Because the person speaking outside the door was none other than Wei Jin!

Then, Dong Bude's voice, carrying a rare hint of apology, also drifted in:

"Yang Simu, I just casually mentioned that matter."

"I really didn't know that Sword Immortal Wei Jin, whose sword strikes are so fierce on the battlefield, was actually related to that He Xiaoliang from the Shengao Sect!"