Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion - LightNovelsOnl.com
You're reading novel online at LightNovelsOnl.com. Please use the follow button to get notifications about your favorite novels and its latest chapters so you can come back anytime and won't miss anything.
Chapter 434 - 434 Gathering Power for a Million Miles, Eastern Sea Swordsman Came to the West
434 Gathering Power for a Million Miles, Eastern Sea Swordsman Came to the West
Han Muye’s blood boiled as he watched the battle between worlds.
Although Mo Shenghua was out of whack, his combat strength was indeed monstrous.
Even a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator would not dare to draw his sword alone in front of him.
This battle to surround and kill a world had started for decades. It looked like it was worth it and did not hurt Mo Shenghua at all.
Such a war lasted for hundreds or thousands of years. It was normal for it to last for 10,000 years.
The owner of the Cloud Stairs Sword, the Qingyun Sword Sect Elder Huo Shanlin, was originally the commander of an army. His legitimate son followed the army and wanted to obtain some military merits.
Later, Huo Yuyang went to the Cloud Heaven Realm to retrieve supplies and happened to learn about Lu Chen.
This second-generation immortal only wanted to kill Lu Chen and then lead his army to the Heavenly Mystic World.
In the Immortal Spirit World, there were many rumors about Heavenly Mystic.
In the eyes of the cultivators of the Immortal Spirit World, the Heavenly Mystic World was an extremely rich place with extremely low combat strength.
However, the Heavenly Mystic World was suppressed by the Absolute Sages of Confucianism. The fact that Confucianism could activate the power of heaven and earth was a headache.
Furthermore, the Heavenly Mystic World was covered by a great divine power, so it was very difficult to find it.
Huo Yuyang tried to kill Lu Chen, but he didn’t expect to lose his life. That was how he lured Huo Shanlin out, and in the end, his incarnation was suppressed.
The karma involved was truly miraculous.
Han Muye was unable to help Mo Shenghua even if he wanted to.
He would only be a burden if he went to such a battle between great cultivators.
Han Muye washed the sword. After the sword intent dissipated, it turned into a small golden sword that was no more than a foot long.
The green-clothed maid, Yun Di, stood behind Han Muye.
He held the small sword and walked down the Sword Pavilion.
Liu Hong was slightly stunned when he saw Yun Di behind Han Muye.
It was not until Han Muye walked out of the Sword Pavilion that he shook his head and said in a low voice, “This Senior Brother Han really knows how to have fun.”
When Han Muye went to the outer sect to receive the guests, his sixth sister-in-law, Lu Qingping, was practicing calligraphy with Huang Zhihu.
Lu Qingping looked at Yun Di behind Han Muye with a puzzled expression.
“Her name is Yun Di. She’s the sword spirit of this sword.”
Han Muye placed the small sword in front of Huang Zhihu and said, “From now on, she’ll follow Zhihu.”
Sword spirit?
Lu Qingping widened her eyes.
The sword spirit transformed into a human form. Isn’t this a magic treasure?
There are only a few treasures like this in the entire Western Frontier, right?
“Senior Brother Han, this, this is too expensive…” Lu Qingping quickly said.
Han Muye shook his head. “Sixth Sister-in-law, Zhihu calls me Foster Father. Of course I have to give her something good.”
With that, he looked at Yun Di and pointed at Huang Zhihu. “She will be your master from now on. You have to protect her and supervise her cultivation.”
Hearing Han Muye’s words, Yun Di bowed and stood behind Huang Zhihu.
The smile on Huang Zhihu’s face fell.
She had thought that she would find a playmate for herself, but she did not expect her to supervise her cultivation.
Looking at Huang Zhihu’s expression, Han Muye chuckled and said, “You study hard and cultivate seriously. I’ll bring you down the mountain to play.”
Go down the mountain and play!
Huang Zhihu hurriedly nodded excitedly. “Alright, alright. Foster Father, when are we going?”
“In two years,” Han Muye said.
Two years.
Huang Zhihu was like a deflated ball. She slumped in front of the long table and pouted. “Mother, I’m so hungry…”
Lu Qingping smiled and handed over a fruit.
Han Muye left the small courtyard and saw Mu Wan outside.
The two of them turned around tacitly and walked along the mountain path.
After walking for a long time, neither of them spoke.
“Junior Sister Mu—”
Just as Han Muye spoke, Mu Wan whispered, “Senior Brother, I’m preparing to leave the mountain.”
Han Muye turned to look at her.
Mu Wan lowered her head and said softly, “With Senior Brother’s pills, I feel that my affinity with plants has increased countless times.
“In the future, I can advance further in alchemy.”
Each of the three Wood Spirit Pills refined from the Magnolia Fruit could increase her wood attribute affinity to the maximum level.
Han Muye didn’t tell Mu Wan because he didn’t want her to feel burdened.
Mu Wan looked up, her eyes s.h.i.+ning.
“Senior Brother, the patriarch and grandma asked me to return to the Mu family and cultivate alchemy with them.
“They said that they would bring me along when they go to the Central Continent.”
The Alchemy Convention was held once every three hundred years in the Central Continent.
The Mu family’s patriarch had been there last time and obtained the right to partic.i.p.ate.
This was the grandest gathering of the Heavenly Mystic Alchemy Dao. There were countless alchemy experts.
Han Muye had only gained a detailed understanding of this matter some time ago.
The Mu family’s patriarch had been trying his best to invite Han Muye along, and Han Muye had agreed.
“Alright, cultivate well. When we go to the Central Continent, we’ll go together.” Han Muye nodded.
Mu Wan smiled, her eyes filled with joy.
It was unknown if it was because she was certain that Han Muye was traveling with her or because of something else.
“Senior Brother, this is the medicinal pill I refined. I know you don’t lack spiritual rocks and medicinal pills now. I don’t have anything else to give you.”
After handing a small bag to Han Muye, Mu Wan turned around and left with her head lowered.
Han Muye looked at her back and sighed slightly.
He wasn’t after anything.
However, it was a good thing for Mu Wan to return to the Mu family to cultivate alchemy.
The Mu family’s patriarch and Fairy Peony’s alchemy skills were top-notch in the Western Frontier.
Mu Wan’s current wood attribute affinity was at the maximum level, and her alchemy cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds.
When the Central Continent’s Alchemy Conference was held, she should be able to s.h.i.+ne.
With Mu Wan’s personality, she was suitable to be an alchemist and a cultivator.
Han Muye’s eyes were filled with determination.
This was the cultivation world.
There were cultivators like him who could not stop killing, and there were also cultivators like Mu Wan who did not have any blood on their hands.
Being able to cultivate at will was the true brilliance of the cultivation world.
