Maybe I shouldn't die.

She looked at another option, which was to assist the Ascension Society in recruiting disciples. This was to test the spiritual qualifications of the disciples at the Ascension Society. It took less time and the reward was decent. Most disciples would choose this option, but it was not what Fang Yue needed.

She looked at the last one. This task required the cultivator to go to the small world of the mortal world three months before the Ascension Conference, travel around the small world, and look for disciples with immortal fate. This task took a lot of time, and the final contribution value depended on the number of disciples found, which was quite unstable, so most disciples did not want to accept this kind of task.

Fang Yue was delighted to see this. She had three months to stay in the small world of the mortal world, and travel around in the small world. Wasn't this just right for her? She wanted to go back to visit her father and brother, so she couldn't stay in Yishui City forever.

Fang Yue couldn't wait to take on this task. The deacon was perhaps a little surprised as he had rarely seen someone willing to take on this kind of task, but he didn't say much. Among the tens of thousands of inner disciples of Fu Feng, it was not uncommon for a few to be born in a small world and want to go back and take a look.

The mission was accepted smoothly, and Fang Yue put her worries aside. After returning to the courtyard, she began to think about what preparations she needed to make before returning to the mortal world.

The first thing is to prepare enough spirit stones. The spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin. If you don't want to fall behind in your cultivation, you must use spirit stones to practice. You also need enough talisman paper. You can't stop drawing talismans. You can also go to the Spirit Beast Garden to see if there are any mounts suitable for traveling in the mortal world.

Qi Feng also wants to go there and see if he can refine the earth-type spiritual object in his hand into a small medicine garden before leaving. He can ask around before making a decision.

Since she has decided to become a medical practitioner, she must have some knowledge of spiritual medicines. It would be best for her to go to the library and exchange for a collection of spiritual medicines to take with her. She can also exchange for a collection of earthly herbs.

If elder brother wants to enter the mortal world's court, he can no longer practice, but it will not affect his internal martial arts. He can exchange for a few suitable ones. There are quite a few martial arts from the mortal world collected in the library.

I also need to prepare some elixirs and other things that can be used by mortals, as my father is old and can use them. My eldest brother has passed the age of adulthood, and I don’t know if he is married yet. I also need to prepare gifts for my sister-in-law and nephews and nieces.

After thinking it over, there were quite a few things that needed to be brought. To prevent mistakes, Fang Yue took out a jade slip and wrote them down. She had a jade slip specifically for recording daily life. If a practitioner's consciousness was damaged, it would lead to memory loss. In order to be on the safe side, she specially prepared such a jade slip.

After finishing the recording, Fang Yue began her daily practice. She had to attend the sword-controlling class tomorrow, so she needed to stay alert.

At noon on the next day, in the sword-flying class, the instructor gave each person a standard flying sword. This was a flying sword specially used for sword-flying. It had no attack power and the sword surface was wider than other flying swords.

The instructor explained the techniques and key points of flying a sword. Today's task was to learn the techniques and be able to fly the sword skillfully. Fang Yue learned this quite quickly. After all, she had many similar experiences when learning magic.

The course lasted only half a day. After the instructor confirmed that all the disciples had learned the techniques, he asked everyone to go back and practice on their own. They were to gather in the square at noon tomorrow to officially begin practicing flying with a sword. The instructor also emphasized that beginners must not try to fly with a sword without someone to help them.

After Fang Yue returned to the cave, he began to practice flying the sword. There was a cliff not far from the cave. The top of the cliff was flat and open, which was quite suitable for practicing flying the sword.

It was not difficult to control the flying sword. Fang Yue only tried twice, and the flying sword began to fly up under her command. Although it was not very stable, at least it flew up. All she had to do next was practice more.

So Fang Yue continued to practice controlling the flying sword. With constant practice, Fang Yue gradually became able to control the flying sword as easily as with her own arm. Just as she was enthusiastically directing the flying sword to fly up and down with a "whoosh", suddenly a strong wind blew.

Fang Yue hurriedly steadied her body to prevent herself from being blown away by the wind. She no longer cared about the flying sword. After losing control, the flying sword continued to fly in the original direction for a while, and then fell straight down. Fang Yue could only watch her flying sword fall into the cliff, getting smaller and smaller in her field of vision until it disappeared.

After the strong wind passed, Fang Yue hurriedly ran along the path to the bottom of the cliff. She had to find the flying sword as soon as possible because she would need it in the sword flying class tomorrow. Not long after she ran, Fang Yue heard a roar coming from the direction of the bottom of the cliff.

"Who is so unethical as to throw flying swords around?"

Fang Yue was shocked. The flying sword hit someone. Should she go down? After hesitating for a while, between running away immediately and pretending that the flying sword was not hers and going down and admitting her mistake, she chose the latter.

The standard flying sword used for practicing flying swords is different from other flying swords and can be easily identified. It fell from the top of the cliff. There are only a few people living in the direction of the top of the cliff, and the only ones who need to practice flying swords are the new disciples who have successfully established their foundation. Therefore, as long as the victim is willing to look for her, she can be located quickly.

There is no way to escape, the sooner you die the sooner you will be reborn. Having made the decision, Fang Yue did not hesitate and quickened his pace down the mountain.

Soon she reached the bottom of the cliff, but the scene in front of her was beyond her expectations. The bottom of the cliff was filled with densely packed monkeys. Upon careful observation, she could find that the monkeys were divided into two gangs, confronting each other.

There must have been a group fight, as many monkeys had fallen hair and bloodstains on their bodies. In the middle of the battlefield where the monkeys were confronting each other, stood several young monks. One of them, a young man in red, was holding the flying sword that Fang Yue had dropped off the cliff.

Seeing someone coming, the monkeys and monks all looked towards Fang Yue. Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, especially the sinister look of the young man in red holding the flying sword, Fang Yue felt a chill on his back.

She wanted to turn around and run, but she couldn't. It was better to admit her mistake now than to be found out later. She mustered up her courage and whispered:

"I'm here to look for the flying sword."

All the monks gasped when they heard this. This junior sister was really brave to admit it just like that. Then they looked at the young man in red, wondering how he would deal with it.

The young man in red carefully looked Fang Yue up and down, and said in the same sinister tone:

"It's your flying sword. Who taught you to throw objects from high altitudes? Didn't you read the sect rules?"

Hearing the young man's question, Fang Yue became even more frightened. She tried to explain:

"I was just practicing flying swords, and suddenly a gust of wind blew the sword away. I didn't mean to do that."

The young man didn't believe it. He looked up at the sky and sneered, "You said that in this clear weather, a strong wind suddenly blew and just happened to blow your flying sword off the cliff. You want to escape responsibility but you don't even find a better excuse. Do you think I believe it?"