Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1315 - 1315 Patriarch Tao Ran, It's Been a Long Time (3)

Chapter 1315 - 1315 Patriarch Tao Ran, It's Been a Long Time (3)

1315 Patriarch Tao Ran, It’s Been a Long Time (3)

Apart from Yu Wen, there were two other elders with different appearances.

Among them was the elderly man with prominent fangs who had a great appreciation for Huang Six.

The old man’s name was Qu Qian, and he was the chief elder in charge of the Holy City, presiding over this ferry on the Nether River.

Each boat on the Nether River had a chief elder in charge.

According to Han Muye’s senses, Qu Qian’s cultivation level was not low, but the combat strength of the Nether River Ferryman could not be measured by the strength of his cultivation level.

The group entered the small city and arrived at the stone fort in the city.

More than a dozen experts of the Nether River Ferrymen gathered. After exchanging pleasantries, they began to trade.

“I didn’t gain much this time, only a few blood marrow beads.” A white-bearded elder smiled and opened his palm. There were three jade-colored beads emitting red light.

“Heh, Elder Zhu Yi, a blood marrow bead is worth 1,000 golden beads. You didn’t gain much from this?”

“That’s right. With just these few beads, you’ve earned back all your investments.”

As soon as the blood marrow bead appeared, everyone exclaimed.

Yu Wen introduced it to Huang Six and Han Muye in a low voice. This blood marrow bead was condensed from the bodies of very few nether beasts and was the crystallization of the Nether River Water.

The qi and blood energy contained in this treasure surged to an unimaginable level.

As long as two of these beads were carried on one’s person, it guaranteed that the body would not decay, and the blood and essence would surge endlessly.

After the three blood marrow beads were taken out, the others also presented their own treasures.

Most of them were materials from Nether Beasts, some were special products from the Nether River.

Some were obtained from hunting and killing demons or monsters, yielding some valuable treasures.

There were also weapons, some heirlooms from other domains, and more.

On Han Muye’s s.h.i.+p, the belongings of the cultivators who had died in the attack of the Nether Beasts had been collected by the ferryman.

“I encountered several Nether Beasts chasing me on this trip, and I used a lot of protective measures. It was a bit unstable when crossing the Chaotic Killing Reef later on. Does anyone have some defensive treasures to spare?”

A skinny ferryman of the Nether River looked around and spoke in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it, causing various golden beads, spirit materials, and even some folded wings that he’d gathered from the Nether Beasts to scatter before him.

His words made many people frown.

“Ah, for nearly a thousand years, every journey through the Chaotic Killing Reef has been fraught with danger.

“Don’t tell me, our defenses on the boat are insufficient.”

Everyone shook their heads.

The Chaotic Killing Reef was originally a sea area guarded by the Holy City.

It was densely packed with rocks and inhabited by many powerful exotic beasts from the Nether River.

Originally, the ferryman of the Nether River could suppress these exotic beasts.

However, a million years ago, the First Elder disappeared and took away the treasure of the Nether River Ferryman Clan, the Soul Suppressing Banner.

Without this immensely powerful treasure to suppress them, the Nether River Ferryman could only barely defend the Holy City and establish a connection with the outside world through the Nether River boats.

The powerful beasts living on the Chaotic Killing Reef would often besiege the Holy City and destroy the Nether River Boats.

These elders who presided over the Nether River Ferry gathered together to gather strength and transmigrate to destroy reefs together.

At this moment, everyone was trading a few suitable treasures, but none of them took out defensive items.

No one lacked such a treasure.

Huang Six took out some treasures to exchange for some that he could use.

He ignored Han Muye.

He knew that his brother would never worry about treasures.

Indeed, Han Muye did not lack treasures.

However, his gaze landed in front of the Nether River Ferryman Elder, who was requesting to buy a defensive treasure.

Among the pile of treasures was a short sword.

The aura emitted by this short sword was a little strange.

He slowly stood up and walked to the pile of treasures.

All the parties who had been trading turned to look at Han Muye.

“Senior, let me see this sword. Senior, do you agree?” Han Muye pointed at the short sword.

The old man frowned.

Yu Wen quickly cleared his throat and briefly introduced Huang Six and Han Muye.

Huang Six, an acquaintance of a tribe, displayed formidable strength.

The ferryman of the Nether River clearly valued friends.h.i.+p. Hearing that it was Ke Yang who personally sent him to the s.h.i.+p, the old man nodded.

Han Muye reached out and grabbed the short sword in his hand. He did not unsheathe it, but held the hilt with his palm.

The sword intent on his body was suppressed, but he had the sword of the soul.

A faint trace of divine soul power flowed into the sword, and scenes flashed in his mind.

Chaos, uncertainty.

The sword transmitted an indecipherable chaos.

The next moment, Han Muye trembled and let go of the hilt.

A trace of shock flashed through his eyes.

“Senior, you want to protect the treasure, right?”

Han Muye raised his hand, and a wooden box appeared.

“I wonder if Senior can take out enough treasures to exchange for it.”

Hearing Han Muye’s words, a trace of anger flashed across the old man’s face.

As the owner of this place who presided over a Nether River Ferry, he had plenty of treasures.

With a low snort, the old man raised his hand and took the wooden box from Han Muye’s hand.

With the long wooden box in his hand, the old man suddenly stood up.

“This. This—”

His face showed a hint of horror, and he looked at Han Muye.

The other Elders stood up and checked with their divine senses. Their expressions changed drastically.

There were 10 bolts in the 1,000-foot-long crossbow.

It was unknown what material this crossbow was made of, but the power surging within it was vast, as if it was sealing a world.

Each of those arrows had the destructive power to break through the void.

Such crossbows were hard to find even in the Immortal Realm, let alone in the Nether River.

“This is a precious treasure. With this treasure, one can directly traverse the Chaotic Killing Reefs.” An old man with a golden crown on his head said with joy on his face.

“This treasure is precious.” Another old man nodded, looked at Han Muye, and whispered.