Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 383 - Live for Yourself (2)

Chapter 383: Live for Yourself (2)

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With that, he added, “Live for yourself.”

Live well for myself.

Shen Chang’s eyes flickered as he watched Han Muye leave.

“Senior Brother Shen, what did he mean?” A young man who had grabbed a long bone spike stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

The eyes of the others flickered.

“Hehe, between the Spiritual Dao Sect and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, what do you choose?” Shen Chang turned around and looked at everyone.

How should we choose?

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to speak.

“Haha, live for yourself.” Shen Chang’s eyes lit up. He reached out and grabbed a bone spur. Then he looked at Zhu Siyuan. “Junior Brother Zhu, lead us to hunt fish demons to recover our strength.”

“Who cares if it’s the Spiritual Dao Sect or the Nine Mystic Sword Sect? What does their compet.i.tion have to do with us?”

“Our own cultivation and lives are the most important.”

Shen Chang strode forward with an indescribable aura.

If he was outside the Heavenly Crane Region at this moment, the aura on his body would definitely have caused the spiritual qi to surge like a tide.

This was Dao Comprehension!

He understood his own Great Dao and cultivated in the future. His path was smooth.

“That’s right. What does the compet.i.tion between those sects have to do with us? This is a good place to hunt fish demons. If we can kill a great demon who has condensed a demon core, we will be rich.”

A young man in a white robe laughed and chased after Shen Chang with a long bone spur.

Right!

Hunting a great demon that was a treasure from head to foot. This was an opportunity!

Everyone held the bone spikes happily and ran out together.

Unknowingly, his fear of large sects and the rules of the cultivation world of the Western Frontier had been seen through.

Only his own strength and his own life were the foundation of cultivation!

…

Han Muye and Qing Tong continued forward. The more fish demons they killed, the more cultivation they recovered.

Han Muye would not help if he could.

After traveling for a thousand kilometers, Han Muye’s spiritual energy cultivation could already use the power of Meridian Opening.

He could use three sword wills.

He could also use one of the divine soul swords in his divine treasures.

Most importantly, Zhao Yunlong and Daoist Dayan had recovered a lot.

The sharpness of the sword pills and magic treasures even caught the attention of the flood dragon, Qing Tong.

“Although I’ve been suppressed at the bottom of the lake for thousands of years, I know about the Western Frontier. There seem to be only a few magical equipment in the entire Western Frontier.”

“Also, have you really not cultivated for a hundred years?”

Qing Tong looked at Han Muye with a strange expression.

Sword techniques, sword control techniques, dual sword techniques, sword techniques of various attributes…

Qing Tong even saw the shadow of the Eastern Sea Sword Technique.

Han Muye smiled and did not answer. He raised the sword in his hand and led a sword light into the dense forest ahead.

In the dense forest, several figures were running.

“Slash—”

The long sword brushed past a figure and pa.s.sed through three large trees, nailing a humanoid figure in black armor to the tree trunk.

“Roar—”

With a roar, the black-armored man turned into a thousand-foot-long black fish and opened its mouth to bite forward.

Qing Tong’s figure flashed and stood in front of the black-armored fish demon.

A smile appeared on her face. She raised her hand and punched the black-armored fish demon’s head.

“Bam—”

The black-armored fish demon’s head was smashed into the ground.

“Bam—”

“Bam—”

“Bam—”

Half of the black-armored fish’s body was planted in the ground.

The huge fish tail swayed a few times before falling silent.

Han Muye couldn’t help but grin.

As expected of the Flood Dragon Clan.

When Qing Tong turned around, he was holding a pale golden demon core.

This was a fish demon that had already reached the completion level.

If such a demon was outside the Heavenly Crane Region, it could cause a huge commotion.

Now he was dying in this wilderness forest.

Actually, if he wasn’t in the Heavenly Crane Region, this guy would have died even faster.

It could not last more than three breaths in front of a great demon of the flood dragon race.

“Thank you, Senior Brother Han. Thank you, fairy.” The pale Wanyue pressed a hand to her chest and bowed to Han Muye and Qing Tong.

The Moonlight Sword Sect used the Sword Qi as its foundation. It controlled the sword to kill the enemy, and the sword light was like the moon.

But now that her Spiritual Qi cultivation was suppressed, Wanyue and the people from the Moonlight Sword Sect behind her were banned from fighting.

If not for the fact that he was a sword cultivator and had a good foundation in martial arts, he would have been devoured by the fish demons.

“We’re all fellow cultivators from the Western Frontier. It’s only right.” Han Muye waved his hand and the Green Destiny Sword returned to its scabbard.

Seeing that Han Muye could still ride a sword, Wanyue and her fellow disciples behind her were stunned.

Han Muye whispered about how he could obtain the recognition of this world by killing demons or humans who had entered the outer realm and slowly unseal them.

Then he made it clear that he and Qing Tong were going to Heavenly Crane Ridge.

“Senior Brother, you guys go first. We’re going to find our lost fellow disciples. Also, we can recover our cultivation while we’re at it.” Wanyue held her sword in one hand and pressed her chest with the other. She turned around and left.

After taking a few steps, he turned to look at Han Muye. “Senior Brother Han, can you not tear my s.h.i.+rt the next time you attack?”

She loosened her grip on her chest and a flash of white appeared.

It was not until everyone from the Moonlight Sword Sect left that Han Muye shook his head with a wry smile.

It was an accident.

Qing Tong turned around and gave him a look that said, “So you’re such a person.” Then he strode away.

Han Muye followed with a wry expression.

After walking for more than half a day, they could see a lush mountain range ahead.

Spiritual qi rose from it.

At this moment, cultivators or black-armored fish demons could be seen heading towards the mountain range.

“Senior Brother Han.”

“Immortal Han.”

Those who were familiar with him came over to greet him and then walked together.