The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings

“It’s been a while since I’ve met someone as interesting as you,” Qingyang Zi chuckled.

Truth be told, given his status, countless people were eager to curry favor with him. Be it a cup of fine tea or a sip of plain water, some individuals would praise anything to the skies.

Qingyang Zi found Pei Xuanjing’s straightforward reply refreshing and felt no resentment for it.

Interesting?

Pei Xuanjing didn’t understand Qingyang Zits sentiments and only smiled in response.

Qingyang Zi continued, “You’ve been in the Martial Academy for half a month now. How do you feel? If you have any concerns, feel free to bring them up, and I will help resolve them.”

Pei Xuanjing shook his head and replied, “All is well, with no issues.”

To him, every day was carefree, and he had ample martial skill methods to refine and accumulate Taoist rhythm. The current Martial Academy was the most suitable place for him.

Nodding his head, Qingyang Zi asked, “1 heard you borrowed the ‘Giant Spirit Suppressing Mountain

Skill.’

Pei Xuanjing nodded, “Yes. I borrowed it for research to see if there are any learnings I can reference.”

He was aware that he could not hide his investigations into martial skill practice methods from Qingyang Zi. After all, his interactions with the disciples of the Four Symbols Sword Sect weren’t secrets, and anyone who cared to know would be aware.

When he surpassed the third-grade realm, all his information since birth had been compiled into records by now.

As the vice-chancellor of the Martial Academy and his direct superior, Qingyang Zi undoubtedly had access to these files.

“If you have any doubts, you can also ask me, ” Qingyang Zi offered.

The old Taoist was keen on advising and appeared to have intended to mentor Pei Xuanjing.

Presented with such an opportunity, Pei Xuanjing of course asked a few questions. After all, even though he’d reached his current realm with the assistance of a simulator, he knew there was still a considerable gap compared to seasoned martial artists like Qingyang Zi who were immersed in the second-grade realm.

One might learn a lot from the successes and failures of others. Given Qingyang Zi’s insights, even if some issues couldn’t be directly resolved, they could indeed provide Pei Xuanjing with a divergent perspective and inspiration. He definitely couldn’t miss such an opportunity.

As expected, Qingyang Zi answered each question raised by Pei Xuanjing on the application of martial skills, and where he was unable to answer, he still offered valuable advice.

In short, the advice given by Qingyang Zi was of great help to Pei Xuanjing.

Leaving aside everything else, the martial realizations shared by Qingyang Zi increased Pei Xuanjing’s Daoist rhythm values considerably.

After a long while, having exhausted his questions, Pei Xuanjing naturally asked about Qingyang Zi’s purpose for summoning him.

“May I ask why you have summoned me, sir?”

He believed that Qingyang Zi didn’t invite him just to offer advice.

Qingyang Zi looked at him approvingly, pleased with how cooperative Pei Xuanjing was. “I heard you possess a Thousand-refined level divine treasure sword, ” Qingyang Zi spoke slowly. “Hmm?” Pei Xuanjing initially frowned but then nodded, “Correct.”

Qingyang was, of course, referring to the Thousand-refined level divine treasure sword he’d obtained after killing the Lui family’s Fourth-grade martial artist elder in Anping Prefecture.

Although he didn’t specialize in using swords, the very fact that it was a Thousand-refined Divine Weapon and its high value, made it inconvenient to use or sell, hence he kept it with him. Could it be that the old Taoist was thinking about his Thousand-refined Divine Weapon?

“Sir, you intend to…” Pei Xuanjing asked hesitantly.

“I would like to propose a trade with you today”, Qingyang Zi candidly expressed his intent.

As one of the top-notch forces in the Great Ming, and with a good relationship with the royal family, Taihe Mountain True Martial Sect had an undisputedly strong foundation among these forces.

But even with such wealth and power, Divine Weapons were always in demand, never dismissed as excessive. The three divisions of Divine Weapons – Indomitable, Thousand-refined, and Ten Thousand-Forged – were quite rare. Top-level forces could only boast one or two Ten

Thousand-Forged Divine Weapons as their treasures, and Taihe Mountain was no exception.

Even the True Martial Sect masters only possessed the Indomitable-class Divine Weapons, with none of them having even a Thousand -refined class Divine Weapon.

Despite the True Martial Sect’s fame in sword skills, they had a semi-extinct saber skill set, and an emerging saber prodigy lacked a suitable saber.

They’d initially thought of pleading with the imperial court to forge one, but unexpectedly, they learned that Pei Xuanjing had a suitable one.

Moreover, Pei Xuanjing was a swordsman, not a sabrist.

After explaining the reasons, Qingyang Zi said, “That’s why I shamelessly ask you to exchange this Thousand-refined level Divine Weapon.”

As Pei Xuanjing contemplated swiftly in his mind, he responded, “Sir, your invitation is an honor that I should not refuse, but…”

He wondered whether Qingyang Zi proposed this trade out of his own volition or if someone was testing him by means of this trade.

Could someone be trying to instigate a rift between Qingyang Zi and him through this?

After all, the Divine Saber was of no use to him. But if he declined, would Qingyang Zi harbor resentment against him?

“What exactly? If you have any doubts, speak freely,” Qingyang Zi urged him.

In his opinion, the best resolution would be to facilitate the smooth exchange of the Divine Saber. Getting a divine blacksmith or seeking the court’s help was admittedly a hassle.

Pei Xuanjing replied, “I am just curious about the terms of the trade you propose.” He made a decision and agreed.

After all, it was a Divine Saber of no use to him, and he had considered trading it.

As long as Qingyang Zi offers a fair price, he won’t mind doing a favor. Qingyang Zi tentatively suggested, “How about a high-level martial sword skill?”

Pei Xuanjing smirked at him, “This seems a little insufficient, doesn’t it?”

A Thousand-refined level Divine Weapon was slightly more valuable than a high-level martial sword skill. After all, the boost in battle strength provided by the Divine Weapon was much quicker than that of martial skills.

Thinking about this, Pei Xuanjing found it strange how the Liu family, which didn’t have a single third-grade martial artist, could possess two Thousand-refined level Divine Weapons. It was really bizarre.

Actually, it wasn’t his fault for not understanding. The two Divine Weapons nominally belonged to the Liu family but were in fact left with them by the Mire Sect in preparation for a future undertakings. Unfortunately, all their plans benefitted Pei Xuanjing in the end.

Seeing Pei Xuanjing remain firm, Qingyang Zi added, “And one bottle of the Heavenly Yuan Great Pill and ten bottles of the Earth Yuan Great Pill.. How about that?”