Who Let Him Cultivate?!-Chapter 649 - 648: Sword Flight

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Although forcing Meng Jingzhou to kneel was an immensely pleasurable experience, Lu Yang’s focus wasn’t on this.

The power of the Sword Array aside, this forced kneeling capability was definitely first-class in utility.

Take Meng Jingzhou’s performance just now as an example, even though he had his defenses set, the sudden imposition of kneeling disrupted his stance and center of gravity, breaking his defense and catching him off guard!

Not to mention the upper limit of this move, the Qilin Immortal himself had practiced it, and once mastered, it was even effective against Immortals.

It’s just unclear which Cultivation Levels the first layer of the Sword Array is effective against.

It’s definitely effective against those at the Nascent Soul Stage, but what about the Spirit Transformation Stage?

That’s hard to say.

Moreover, the Spirit Transformation Stage Senior Brothers and Sisters within the Sect can’t be considered ordinary, so they don’t make for a good reference.

"Forget it, I’ll find some unlucky Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator to test it on when I have the time."

Lu Yang was sincerely grateful to the Qilin Immortal for leaving behind such an exceptional Sword Array and resolved to share this wonderful news with Elder Lianyi when the opportunity arose, as a way to repay the Qilin Immortal for his ’eating dust’ kindness.

"Come on, let’s continue!" Lu Yang insisted on resuming the unfinished experiment with Meng Jingzhou, who flatly refused.

A joke, I am not foolish; isn’t it enough to kneel once? And you expect me to kneel a second time?

"Alright then, what do you want with me?"

With Meng Jingzhou’s character, he certainly wouldn’t seek him out without reason.

"You know I ran away from home, but I’m still using the Spirit Stones my sister gave me before leaving, which doesn’t bode well for this young master’s reputation."

"This young master has found a great way to earn money and live independently, making and spending my own money."

"Just so happens I’ve heard there’s a black market out there where, from time to time, a gathering of Nascent Soul old monsters is held, where they exchange information, barter goods, and purchase treasures. I plan to go there and make a hefty profit!"

Going alone would be boring, might as well bring someone along for the ride.

Lu Yang stroked his chin; it sounded like a decent place. Both he and Meng Jingzhou were at the Heavy Nascent stage, round up, they could be considered Nascent Soul Stage, so they were eligible to go.

"Okay."

Meng Jingzhou smiled and patted Lu Yang on the shoulder, "I knew you’d agree. I’ll go call Old Ma."

Lu Yang caught Meng Jingzhou as he was about to leave, "No need to call Old Ma, I’ll take you there."

Meng Jingzhou was puzzled, "How will you take me? Sword flying?"

Lu Yang revealed a mysterious smile, "Something like that."

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With the popularization of the Flying Car invented by Lu Yang, more and more cultivators favored this novel transportation magic artifact. It was safe, and even in the event of a collision in the sky, the car’s airbags ensured the safety of those inside—a much more convenient option compared to the traditional Flying Swords.

In the sky, aside from the common flying boats, the use of flying cars was on the rise year by year.

The Flying Car was a fresh novelty, and for the majority of cultivators, it was fairly rare. Some cultivators would look back, captivated by the elegant flying car passing by.

However, today, there was a more eye-catching transportation artifact in the sky than the flying car, drawing frequent side glances from passengers on flying boats.

It was an artifact approximately two and a half meters long, one and a half meters wide, and one and a half meters tall, with an open-top design, spacious interior space where cultivators could stand, sit, squat, or lie down. Its grayish-brown exterior exuded understated luxury.

The uneven surface bore the marks of time’s erosion, indicating the long history of the artifact and its endurance against the ravages of time.

The Sword Washing Pool carried Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou toward their destination, each lying on opposite sides of the pool.

"Is this what you meant by sword flying?"

"Is a scabbard part of a sword?"

"Yes."

"Isn’t the function of a scabbard to hold a sword, acting as a kind of container?"

"Yes."

"Isn’t the Sword Washing Pool also for holding swords, essentially acting as a kind of container?"

"Yes."

"So, isn’t the Sword Washing Pool equivalent to a scabbard?"

"Yes."

"Then, isn’t the Sword Washing Pool part of a sword?"

"Yes."

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"So, when I fly using the Sword Washing Pool, isn’t it essentially the same as sword flying?"

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Meng Jingzhou: "..."

What you said really makes sense.

"You’re not wrong, this is indeed more comfortable than ordinary sword flight." Meng Jingzhou stretched lazily, feeling so comfortable he wanted to doze off, conceding to Lu Yang’s correctness.

Considering the influence of public decency, Lu Yang didn’t add pool water either, for taking a bath in public would hardly be graceful.

A flying boat passed by, with a child on board holding the hand of a female cultivator, pointing at the two big brothers lying in the pool, and emitting a childlike voice.

"Mommy, what magic artifact is that?"

The female cultivator quickly pulled the child into the rest cabin.

Just as Lu Yang was enjoying the unique sword flight experience common to sword cultivators, an officer dressed in official attire stopped the two of them, with a stern expression, raising his right hand to halt the Sword Washing Pool.

"Cease flying."

"What can I do for you, officer?"

Lu Yang stood up from the Sword Washing Pool, looking puzzled, guessing by the uniform the official wore that he must be an officer responsible for managing air order.

But he couldn’t understand why he was being stopped.

New magic artifacts aren’t allowed in the sky, but there didn’t seem to be such a rule.

Drunk flying?

Neither of them had drunk any alcohol.

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"You’re overloaded."

Lu Yang: "..."

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

"Who is piloting this magic artifact?"

"I am," said Lu Yang.

"What is your cultivation level?"

"Nascent Soul Stage."

The officer looked down to write the ticket: "The regulations decree that sword flight may only carry one person, violators are fined a base penalty of fifty to a hundred Spirit Stones, Increasing proportionally with the offender’s cultivation level, except in special circumstances such as emergency avoidance or rescues."

"You are at the Nascent Soul Stage, so the fine ranges from five thousand to ten thousand Spirit Stones. Seeing as your attitude is decent, as per the regulations, that will be a fine of five thousand Spirit Stones. Any objections?"

"Wait, does this count as sword flight?"

The officer nodded, his expression unchanging: "Isn’t the scabbard part of the sword?"

"It is."

"Doesn’t the scabbard serve the purpose of holding a long sword, acting as a container?"

"It does."

"This is a Sword Washing Pool, right?"

"It is."

"Doesn’t the Sword Washing Pool serve the purpose of holding long swords, also acting as a container?"

"It does."

"...Alright, officer, no need to say more, I’ll accept the fine," Lu Yang admitted his bad luck, figuring he could guess what the officer would say next even without thinking too hard.

"Then sign here." The officer tore off the ticket, handing it to Lu Yang.

"Wait a moment." Meng Jingzhou stopped Lu Yang.

Five thousand Spirit Stones weren’t a large sum, but Meng Jingzhou felt that, since they came out to make money, it was not good fortune to have to pay a fine without earning anything first; he stepped forward to plead on behalf of Lu Yang.

"Officer, you see my brother is flying with a sword for the first time and wasn’t familiar with the rules. We are disciples of the Seek Dao Sect, can you give us a bit of leeway?"

Upon hearing that the two were disciples of the Seek Dao Sect, the officer’s eyes widened in surprise, and his attitude clearly changed: "You’re really from the Seek Dao Sect?"

"Could this be fake?" Meng Jingzhou took out his own Identity Jade, proving his identity.

The officer retracted the ticket, allowing the two of them to breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, the officer rewrote the ticket and handed it over to Lu Yang:

"The higher-ups have ordered that the fines for Seek Dao Sect disciples are to be doubled. That will be ten thousand Spirit Stones."