Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 900: You Have the Same Name as a Prominent Figure

Chapter 900: You Have the Same Name as a Prominent Figure

“I'm Yun Mengmeng,” she repeated, though she sensed that Lu Yang's reaction to it was rather peculiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere before.

So she really is called Yun Mengmeng?!

Isn't this the alias that Big Senior Sister used when impersonating the Heavenly Court Creed Leader?!

Lu Yang sized up Yun Mengmeng. Quite an interesting name you have here, miss. It coincides with Big Senior Sister's alias.

“Do you know me?” Yun Mengmeng asked hesitantly, feeling that Lu Yang's scrutinizing gaze didn't seem like that of a good person.

“I don't know you, but I've heard this name before; it's the same as a prominent figure’s. If you use this name while traveling, it could likely lead to misunderstandings.”

“Which prominent figure?” Yun Mengmeng wondered, Is my name so common that it coincides with a big shot?

Lu Yang naturally couldn't say that her name matches their creed leader’s alias. My current identity is a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Sect, not the Young Creed Leader of the Heavenly Court.

“At this hour, there should be storytellers around.” Lu Yang heightened his senses, sifting through the surrounding noise to locate a nearby teahouse with a storyteller.

This was a hotpot street, and adjacent to it were a snack street and an antiques street. Areas like this were full of teahouses.

“Come, I'll take you to listen to some pingshu storytelling. Then you'll understand.”

After several twists and turns, the two arrived at a teahouse. Lu Yang ordered a pot of the finest tea and a table full of pastries, treating Yun Mengmeng to the pingshu performance.

“However, in that battle at Hanshui City, two mighty ancient supreme lords used dreams as their Dao, pulling millions of citizens into a dreamscape and waging a war that could be described as contending with heaven and earth.

“Yet, no one imagined that someone could break into the dream world constructed by the two mighty supreme lords. That person strolled through it leisurely as if in a courtyard, completely ignoring the two supreme lords!

“The moment those two supreme lords saw that figure, they braced themselves as if facing a formidable foe, cold sweat covering their foreheads. In a hoarse voice, they demanded, ‘Who are you?!’

“That person merely glanced at the two supreme lords, and they felt as though they were plunged into an icy abyss, like an outsider from beyond beholding the vast heavens.

“In a tone as unchanging as the ages, that person introduced themselves. ‘Yun Mengmeng, Creed Leader of the Heavenly Court Creed.’”

Gasps rose and fell in the teahouse. Though patrons had heard this tale before, those few words depicting the Heavenly Court Creed Leader Yun Mengmeng’s entrance still conveyed a sense of dominion that spanned eternity.

“Let's now speak of the battle at the East Sea. An immortal emerged from the gray mist, with every gesture displaying the might of heaven and earth, seeking to slay one of the Heavenly Court’s Four Regents—the Dragon Ancient Ancestor.

“Right then, the Heavenly Court Creed Leader appeared, commencing the first immortal battle since ancient times. The two immortals clashed, the commotion alerting the whole cultivation world...

“It was unclear how many exchanges occurred before the immortal from the gray mist was routed. Creed Leader Yun pressed the advantage and gave chase until the two disappeared from heaven and earth...”

Lu Yang offered Yun Mengmeng the last piece of pastry on the plate. “That’s the gist. You share a name with the Heavenly Court Creed Leader.”

Yun Mengmeng listened with rapt attention. We're both called Yun Mengmeng, so why is she so impressive while I'm so useless?

Lu Yang sighed. “I suppose your family never expected that the name they gave you would be the same as that of an ancient, mighty expert.

Yun Mengmeng replied, “Alright, alright, these are trivial matters. I'll follow you to that Sword Tower. Once things are over, I'll take you to seek refuge with my good sister.”

“Good sister?”

Lu Yang thought, I knew this young miss couldn't have just foolishly run away from home without a place to stay.

He noted that Yun Mengmeng’s strength was at the Golden Core Stage, and it wasn't just for show; her cultivation talent was commendable.

Now that he had advanced to the Basic Divine Transfiguration Stage, few cultivators could conceal their cultivation from him, unless they were at the Fusion Stage. But which Fusion cultivator would travel without money and freeload their way through meals?

“Mmm, my good sister is amazing; she's incredibly formidable at fighting, though she's very low-key, so few are aware of her prowess. If she gave you a few pointers, I guarantee you'd benefit immensely.” As she spoke of her good friend, Yun Mengmeng’s expression radiated pride.

“Incredibly formidable at fighting?”

“Absolutely. Where we're from, she's the strongest. No one can beat her.” 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Lu Yang didn't take her words to heart. No matter how incredible your good sister is, can she compare to Big Senior Sister?

Forget Big Senior Sister, it'd be impressive if she could even surpass me.

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Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng meandered along, eating and drinking, eventually arriving at the Sword Tower.

“Did your family never feed you before?” Lu Yang gave Yun Mengmeng an odd look as she held a shaofen[1] skewer, bought from One More Time Barbeque Shop.

“Of course, they fed me. The food was quite good too, like peaches and whatnot. But after a while, it gets a bit tiring, and the flavors are very mild, not as good as here.”

Lu Yang remarked inwardly, If you want strong flavors, Shu Province is the right place. If you find even the flavors here mild, I can only ask an immortal to possess me and cook for you.

He vaguely glimpsed a colossal immortal sword piercing the clouds and thrust into the ground, its handle veiled by the clouds, flickering in and out of sight.

On closer inspection, he realized it wasn't a colossal immortal sword but a wooden tower in the shape of a sword.

It was none other than the Sword Tower.

Numerous sword cultivators streamed toward it, and figures rarely seen now gathered in throngs. Here, Lu Yang saw supreme sword cultivators in snow-white robes carrying spirit swords, Buddhist disciples with prayer beads and wisdom swords at their waists, and various fully or partially transformed great demons. Swords weren’t exclusive to humans; many demons also favored them as weapons.

Aside from the Demon Region, the East Sea, and the Buddhist Kingdom, Lu Yang also saw cultivators from the Extreme North.

The Extreme North was frigid and sparsely populated, lacking major factions like Penglai Island. Cultivators there were generally rogue cultivators or relied on simple master-disciple traditions.

Many sword cultivators liked to journey to the frigid land to hone their Sword Dao, hoping to elevate it further. Thus, sword cultivators from the Extreme North were naturally among the strongest.

After circling half the tower, Lu Yang quickly located his destination—the sword shop.

Inside, myriad swords adorned the walls—long, short, broad, narrow—a dazzling assortment. Those displayed here were all excellent swords; even the Sword Tower's disciples had to purchase from this shop.

Yet they still failed to meet Lu Yang’s standards.

“The quality’s lacking.”

The sword he sought must at least withstand force at the Fusion Stage. How could swords displayed outside possess such quality?

“Who said the quality of our shop’s swords is lacking?” A displeased voice came from within. A young man pushed through a curtain, grasping a large iron hammer.

Spotting Lu Yang, the young man froze. “Senior Brother Lu Yang!”

Lu Yang also recognized him. “Junior Brother Mingtai.”

He was Mingtai, a true lineage disciple of the Sword Tower and the Sword Tower Supreme Lord’s sword spirit.

1. sweet potato noodles ☜