My Virtual Immortal Girlfriend Came to Life from a Mobile Game-Chapter 80 – The tradition of Sword Pavilion?

The house and the Spirit Field were both given to her by her Master, and she would never give them up to anyone else.

But since her Master was the Grand Elder, they probably wouldn't do such a thing, right?

"Sixth Junior Sister, what are you guarding that door for?"

Just as she was lost in thought, Yue Qianchi, who was stepping on a Flying Sword in the air, teased with a smile, "What? Afraid we'll take down your little house's door and then barge in to take over?"

The surrounding disciples of the Sword Pavilion burst into laughter.

But there was no malice in their laughter.

Li Qingran blushed furiously, her little secret exposed, and stammered for a long time without being able to say a word.

"Li Qingran, is this house and Spirit Field the handiwork of your Master?"

The one speaking was Pavilion Master Su Qinian.

Li Qingran glanced up, then looked away, murmuring, "Yes, my Master arranged it for me. Master said it was for me alone to live in, and the Spirit Field... the Spirit Field is also for me to cultivate alone..."

"Oh." Su Qinian looked at the Spirit Field, secretly surprised.

The fertility of these Spirit Fields was already considered high quality.

His own herb garden was at this level, and it wasn't much bigger than Li Qingran's.

Yet such Spirit Fields had been cultivated right under his nose, a full ten plots.

What kind of background did Li Qingran's Master have?

It couldn't be that someone infiltrated the Sword Pavilion without him noticing, right?

Surely some Spiritual Artifact was used, but even using a Spiritual Artifact required extraordinary means.

"Master, Junior Sister Qingran is afraid you'll take her Spirit Field~"

Reminded by Yue Qianchi, Su Qinian snapped back to reality, rolling his eyes at Li Qingran's wary expression, "You don't cultivate your Spirit Field and expect me to do it for you? You're dreaming!"

The Sword Pavilion disciples laughed again.

Li Qingran's face turned even redder, stammering, "Disciple, that's not what I meant..."

Su Qinian: "That's exactly what you meant."

"Disciple didn't..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Li Qingran fell silent.

She didn't dare speak.

This was the first time she'd seen a Sect Master chase a disciple with questions like this.

Su Qinian looked at the speechless Li Qingran, contentedly stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "The cave dwelling on the peak is your choice. How you cultivate it is your business. No matter how beautiful you make it, it's yours. Our Sword Pavilion may be poor, but not to the point of robbing fellow disciples."

"Yeah, Junior Sister, we're just curious to take a look. After all, that's a big piece of Spirit Field." Yue Qianchi looked envious. If she had such a large Spirit Field, she wouldn't have to spend money on Spiritual Herbs. She could be self-sufficient and even sell the excess for extra income.

"Senior Sister, you can also plant Spiritual Herbs here..."

Li Qingran thought her Senior Sister was quite nice, and helping her plant some Spiritual Herbs wouldn't be a problem.

"Junior Sister, you're thoughtful, but you should use your Spirit Field for yourself." Yue Qianchi snorted softly, saying proudly, "Aren't you aiming to become a Pill Cultivator or Healing Cultivator? The Spirit Field is very important to you, so work hard!"

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"Oh, right, this is for you." She took out a small cloth bag from her Storage Bag and pushed it into Li Qingran's hand. "These are some basic Spiritual Herb seeds. I bought too many last time, so you can use them."

"Senior Sister..." Li Qingran opened her mouth, about to refuse, but was interrupted by Yue Qianchi's cheeky grin, "If you refuse, I'll plant dogtail grass all over your Spirit Field!"

Li Qingran: "..."

"Sixth Junior Sister, I brought you two jars of Spirit Wine this morning. Remember to take them back to your house."

Xu An, the first disciple of Soaring Cloud Peak, waved at Li Qingran with a smile from his Flying Sword.

"You're the new Junior Sister, right? I'm Gongsun Sheng, the second disciple of Soaring Cloud Peak." A Sword Cultivator took out an item from his robe and handed it to Li Qingran. "This is a little gadget I made. Just activate it with Spiritual Energy, and it will release 108,000 Spiritual Energy steel needles, which might save your life at a critical moment."

"Sixth Junior Sister, I'm Zhen He, the first disciple of Hidden Sword Peak." Another Sword Cultivator, sitting on a Celestial Crane, handed Li Qingran a small bag. "These are three Hidden Sword Pills, containing Sword Qi I've condensed. They are lethal below the Foundation Establishment realm and can severely injure those below the Golden Elixir realm. Take them for self-defense."

"Sixth Junior Sister, this is a Celestial Crane I've raised. I'll give you one."

"Sixth Junior Sister, I don't have much, but here are some Pills for you, hehe!"

"Sixth Junior Sister, this hairpin from Senior Sister suits you perfectly~"

Various gifts were pushed in front of Li Qingran. Her arms couldn't hold them all, so they piled up high beside her.

"Here, this is for you." A cold voice sounded.

Li Qingran barely managed to peek out from behind the pile of gifts, bewildered as she looked ahead. It was the Senior Brother she saw in the morning, sleeping on a turtle's back, practicing the Emotionless Path.

As expected of the Emotionless Path.

Even his words felt like they were laced with knives, cutting sharply.

"I'm Duan Feng, a direct disciple of the Emotionless Cliff," Duan Feng said, holding a dark sword box in both hands. "Once you enter the Sword Pavilion, you become a Sword Cultivator. The sword is no longer just a weapon; it's our partner, our family. Even if it's a wooden sword, you must remain loyal to it until it can no longer be used.

Most of our resources are spent on nurturing and practicing with our swords. This sword box can nurture the blade, repair sword damage to some extent, and make the sword sharper. It's yours."

"This... I can't, I can't accept it... It's too, too valuable..."

Li Qingran was already overwhelmed by the gifts from her Senior Brothers and Sisters, stammering as she spoke.

"No worries, it's just a worldly possession, and I have better ones."

Duan Feng placed the sword box on top of the pile of gifts, found a perfectly balanced spot, and turned to leave.

His sword hung at his waist, its blade bright and clear, wrapped in a faint blue light. He was the only one not floating in the sky.

After everyone had finished giving their gifts.

Li Qingran was completely surrounded by the pile of gifts, and the Celestial Crane given by Senior Sister Zhao Yue even helped carry some of them.

The turn of events far exceeded her expectations. She had thought these Senior Brothers and Sisters would ask something of her, but after giving their gifts, they all left in pairs, without any intention of staying.

Yue Qianchi helped Li Qingran move all the gifts into the house.

The two of them sat by the edge of Sunset Peak, each holding a jar of Xu An's Spirit Wine, under the moonlight.

"This is a tradition of our Sword Pavilion. You'll get used to it."

Yue Qianchi patted Li Qingran's head, a gentle smile on her lips.

"Why did everyone give me so many things..."

Li Qingran was still confused.

Wasn't the Sword Pavilion supposed to be poor?

One Senior Brother even gave her life-saving Pills, keeping only one for himself.

Yue Qianchi looked at the moonlight, a hint of sorrow in her eyes. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "Junior Sister, it's been a long time since the Sword Pavilion had new Junior Brothers or Sisters join. The path of a Sword Cultivator is difficult, far more so than other sects. It requires not only personal perseverance but also a vast amount of resources. We don't want any Sword Pavilion disciple to perish again."

The Sword Pavilion wasn't always so poor.

But every Sword Cultivator's death was a heavy blow to the Sword Pavilion.

Here, disciples received Spirit Stones based on their cultivation needs, not their status in the sect.

Even as the Sect Master's direct disciple, she wouldn't receive extra resources.

And even an ordinary disciple, as long as they needed it for their cultivation, could submit proof and, after approval by the Sword Pavilion Elders, receive enough resources, no matter how much.

This meant that every Sword Pavilion disciple was a gold-devouring beast.

Sword Cultivators nurtured with vast resources.

The death of one was like cutting a piece of flesh from the heart.

But in this world, who could guarantee they wouldn't die?

Li Qingran didn't understand the Sword Pavilion's past, but she could read the sorrow in Yue Qianchi's eyes. She reached out, holding Yue Qianchi's hand, fingers interlocked, "Senior Sister, I won't die. I'll strive to live. You can't die either; you're our Sword Pavilion's Senior Sister!"

Yue Qianchi was momentarily stunned, then laughed heartily.

"That's right!"

She tilted her head back, and a stream of moonlight flowed from the wine jar.

"As long as I'm here, no one will harm my Junior Brothers and Sisters of the Sword Pavilion!"

Under the moon, her eyes were bright, her presence seemingly shielding the entire Sunset Peak.

Even if she was wounded all over.

Li Qingran was still willing to believe in Yue Qianchi's sincerity.

Because...

This was the sect where her Master once stayed.