Chapter 5 The Warm Welcome
I flew all night to the northeast.
Snow fell in thick flakes.
The freezing cold and vast white silence calmed my heart.
I quickly found Heishui Sect nestled in Changbai Mountain.
The moment I landed, several cultivators emerged from the snow.
Snow covered their robes, but their smiles were bright and warm.
Before I could react, the white-bearded elder at the front wrapped me in tiger pelt.
“Kid, wearing so little in this cold? Trying to die?”
I looked down and froze.
It was premium spiritual tiger pelt.
In all my years, I had seen it only once—in the sect leader’s treasury.
Overwhelmed, I stepped back—
only to be pulled into a warm embrace by a woman.
She grinned and stuffed a huge handful of thousand-year ginseng into my arms.
“Freshly dug. Have a few bites first.”
“I’ll go hunt a flying dragon later and make you soup—guaranteed delicious.”
I froze, too shocked to react.
Two years ago, when Canglan Zhenren needed one for alchemy,
I searched three years to find a single mature thousand-year ginseng.
And she just handed me a whole bundle?
Before I could process it, a senior brother came running with a long sword.
I instinctively moved to dodge.
But the sword stopped right in front of me.
“Little junior sister, see if you like this sword.”
“I checked the sword pavilion—this one has the highest grade.”
“It belonged to my second great-aunt after she ascended. It even has a sword spirit.”
I stood rooted to the spot.
A supreme-grade artifact—with a sword spirit?
I had never even seen one.
They were giving it to me on our first meeting?
I came to my senses and waved my hands frantically.
“This is an ascended powerhouse’s natal sword. How could I accept it?”
“Besides, sword spirits have their own will.”
“How could it possibly choose someone like me who hasn’t even formed a core…”
Before senior brother could answer, the sword spirit spoke first, excited.
“Oh heavens, this girl is just too lovable.”
“No more talk. For the fate between us—quick, drip your blood. I’ll acknowledge you right now.”