Elsewhere in the inn, Sui Youbian actively sought out Cui Dongshan and asked, "Do you have secret techniques for nurturing flying swords?"0

Cui Dongshan smiled and didn't say anything.0

"Do you want something in exchange?" Sui Youbian directly asked.0

Cui Dongshan sat down beside the table and looked at the beautiful woman standing at the door with a sword strapped to her back. He smiled faintly and replied, "My ask is very simple. Don't forget your roots."4

Sui Youbian frowned and asked, "Care to elaborate?"0

There was a look of disdain on Cui Dongshan's face as he waved a hand to shoo her away. "You can't even understand this, yet you still dare to dream about nurturing a bonded flying sword as a pure martial artist?"0

Sui Youbian's expression became ice-cold as she turned around and walked away.0

Cui Dongshan paid no heed to this, and he pondered for a moment before walking to Wei Xian's room.0

Zhu Lian was strolling around the Hundred Flower Garden, meaning that he was coincidentally away from the room that he was sharing with Lu Baixiang and Wei Xian. The door of the room wasn't locked either, so Cui Dongshan directly pushed open the door and entered.0

Wei Xian was reading some local county chronicles and unofficial historical texts that he had bought along the way, and he put them down upon seeing the young boy and asked, "Is there something you need?"0

Cui Dongshan casually strolled into the room, after which the door automatically closed by itself.0

Cui Dongshan extended a hand and gently clenched it into a fist, replying, "You, Wei Xian, are someone...0