Seeing an Outer Disciple with a sword on their back wasn't exactly common.
Unlike the legendary Cultivation Realm, where it seemed everyone had a sword and was eager to wield it, the Celestial Spirit Sect wasn't like that—at least, not for the Outer Disciples.
Among Outer Disciples, "Sword Cultivator" was a rather lofty title.
Ordinary Outer Disciples who didn't start out with Miscellaneous Arts were rare, and they found it very difficult to survive.
Li Shifan nodded. "Yes, Senior Brother."
Zhang Deming looked at all his injuries. 'This guy is my backup energy source,' he thought, so he offered a word of advice:
"You should stay away from the back mountains for now. It's still too early for an Intermediate Apprentice."
Li Shifan nodded. "I know. Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother."
Zhang Deming exchanged a few more words, trying to build a little rapport. But given how difficult the guy was to talk to, he took his leave after just a moment.
