Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain

Chapter 9: An Intellectually Physically and Spiritually Balanced Excellent Disciple...

Translator: Subudai11 Editor: Chrissy

”Young Master, thereʼs a village ahead of us!”

As they walked away from the fog, the suddenly appearing village shocked the errand boy who subconsciously took a few steps backwards.

Wang Lu patted him on the shoulder. ”Whatʼs wrong? Werenʼt you complaining about being hungry and thirsty for so long? Hereʼs a readily available supply point for you.”

The errand boy frowned; his face had a frightened look. ”Young Master, donʼt you think thereʼs something weird? Why would there be a village here?”

”After walking for a full four hours, anyone would be tired and hungry. So, of course, there would be a village here. Or do you think we deserve to starve to death?”

”But... it still seems so weird. Look! There are people in the village!”

The errand boy pointed. On the village road, an old lady carrying firewood was slowly walking towards them.

”Young, Young Master, I think that the old lady is looking at us us!?”

”So what? Is your heart beating wildly when she looked at you?”

”I, I meant that itʼs a living person!”

”Nonsense. If not a person, is she a ʼghostʼ?”

”I always thought that in this kind of place, running into a ghost is more normal than running into a person...”

”Then you should just go and say hello to that old ghost,” Wang Lu sighed, ”If youʼre scared, just follow me. Thereʼs probably going to be lots of stories in this village. Letʼs not rush things.”

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The village hidden behind the fog was not as mysterious or as terrifying as the errand boy had imagined. After talking with a few of the villagers, the two had discovered that the name of the village was ”Peach Blossom Village”. The villagers had been living in seclusion for over a thousand years, not concerning themselves with the matters of the outside world. The resources in the mountain were abundant, and they had lived a prosperous, easy and comfortable life for the past thousand years.

The villagers of the Peach Blossom Village were all very hospitable. When Wang Lu and Wang Zhong had arrived at noon, the Village Head had even held a banquet at his residence to entertain the master and his servant, and half of the village came. The scene was loud and noisy. Wang Lu and the little pageboy ate to their heartʼs content, and gleefully drank the sweet wine made from the mountain spring water and wild fruits. Their fatigue from the Cloud Wave Map had been completely swept away.

At the banquet, apart from eating and drinking, there was also plenty of talking and laughter. Like Wang Lu had expected, it was a golden opportunity for information gathering. But the strange thing was that the Peach Blossom Village was extremely disconnected from the outside world. Let alone the ”Nine Regions”, they did not even know that they were residing inside the Spirit Sword Mountain. To these villagers, the mountains and waters around them were the entire world.

Even more bizarre was that the villagers did not appear to be curious by the sudden appearance of the two outsiders. Although they were very hospitable, they showed no interest with the outside world at all.

”What? There are Immortals outside? Riding on flying swords would be so cool! Here, this is the Yellow Fish; itʼs our villageʼs specialty. Have a taste...”

”Emperor? Whatʼs an Emperor? Is he bigger than the Village Head? What, if we see him, we have to kneel down in front of him? And if weʼre not careful, we can lose our heads? What a barbaric village! Here, try some of my wifeʼs steam buns...”

That pretty much summed up Wang Luʼs experiences in trying to talk to the villagerʼs about the outside world. He had no way of changing the topic while talking with them. The villagers mindsets were incorrigibly obstinate.

At night, the two of them stayed at the home of the Village Head. The Village Head graciously let them stay in a guest room in the backyard. The quality of the room was even better than the best room at the Ru Family Inn. However, this was ignored by the pair of master and servant as their minds were somewhat distracted.

The errand boy was restless, thinking, ”Why would there be such a banquet on the Immortal Path?” In the stories he had heard, people had to experience untold hardships before they could succeed. If they had such a merry time on the way to the Misty Peak, werenʼt those two Brothers from the Carefree Peak a bit too pitiful?