Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

956 Li Qingshi’s Seven-Story Sword Pavilion

When Han Muye and Mu Wan left the Medicine Valley, it was not only the elders and deacons of the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley who saw them off, but also the female cultivators from various sects who bid farewell with tears in their eyes.

These female cultivators all had smooth skin and their clothes and accessories were exquisite.

“Sister Mu Wan, don’t forget about the Water Cloud Pill we agreed on. I’ve already paid a deposit of 10 million.”

“Senior Sister Mu, enjoy your time with Brother-in-law. When you come back, we can study alchemy together.”

“Sister, be careful when exploring the secret realm. Don’t get sunburned.”

The sword cultivators behind Zhao Yu had already turned their heads.

What did they take this exploration of the secret realm for?

On the other hand, Han Muye smiled and bowed to the elders and deacons of the Medicine Valley who were seeing them off, and nodded towards Du Chengshan and the others standing in the distance.

A few days ago, Du Chengshan visited and said he wanted to exchange the secret method for making Sword Heart Tea with 3,000 pieces of high-grade spiritual rocks.

This price tempted Han Muye.

Mu Wan’s eyes sparkled when she heard it.

Unfortunately, this method could not be sold.

Putting the tea leaves in the Nine Essence Sword Tower and illuminating them with the light of thirty million sword weapons, who would believe it if they said it?

Did they have to sell the Nine Essence Sword Tower along with it?

It’s not that Han Muye looked down on Du Chengshan, even if there were a thousand more of him, they still couldn’t afford it.

As Han Muye turned his head, Du Chengshan’s expression turned gloomy.

Watching Han Muye and the others leave, Du Chengshan turned around and said, “Fellow Daoists, thanks to Han Muye’s interruption, we have been delayed for quite some time.

“This is also an opportunity for the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley to turn things around.

“Unfortunately, they didn’t seize it.”

He sneered and shook his head, “The mighty Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley actually put their hopes on an outsider like Han Muye. It’s truly ridiculous.”

Upon hearing his words, the other cultivators from different sects glanced at each other, and a dangerous glint flashed in their eyes.

They had given the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley a chance to negotiate for over a month.

Unfortunately, the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley didn’t seize this opportunity.

Now, in the Upper Heaven Region, various factions were fighting for resources and territory, almost losing their minds.

But the Medicine Valley here was still peaceful. Did that make sense?

Several sects had already sent several batches of disciples to urge them.

Every sect was in need of medicinal pills.

“In the past, the Upper Three Heavens needed a Daoist holy land for alchemy,” an old man with white beard looked at the departing crowd from the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley and said calmly, “But the current Upper Heaven Region doesn’t.”

“Booming elixirs in prosperous times, and weapons in chaotic times, hehe…” another Daoist in a green robe chuckled, flicked his sleeve, and gracefully turned around.

The experts gathered in this Medicine Valley were not all united.

Many sects behind them are already at each other’s throats.

Being able to coexist without interfering with each other within the Medicine Valley, not stepping on each other’s toes, is already the greatest restraint.

The most likely scenario is that once someone makes a move on the Medicine Valley, it will likely be a fight to the death.

As the crowd dispersed, Du Chengshan’s gaze turned towards the distance, and a hint of dangerous coldness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the flying boat carrying Han Muye and Mu Wan was already thousands of miles away.

Zhao Yu and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were flying on their swords, while Han Muye, with Mu Wan by his side, was planning to “stop and enjoy the maple forest in the evening” along the way to admire the scenery. Of course, they wouldn’t be flying on their swords like the others.

One of the disciples from the Sword Pavilion flying ahead turned his head to glance at the flying boat and muttered, “Is this really a swordsman?”

The other disciples shook their heads.

A swordsman should endure hardships. Even if they don’t completely sever emotions and desires, they should at least have a clear and focused mind, devoting themselves solely to the sword, right?

Is there really a swordsman in the world who would prefer sitting in a flying boat with their Dao companion instead of flying on a sword?

“There are countless paths to cultivation in the world, and we must not make hasty judgments,” Zhao Yu’s face turned serious as he looked ahead at the clouds and whispered, “Be careful.”

There were flickers of divine thoughts within those clouds, indicating that someone was observing them.

They hadn’t flown far after leaving the Medicine Valley, and someone couldn’t wait any longer?

Thinking of Dan Mingtao’s instructions, Zhao Yu and the people behind him became increasingly grim.

This mission was bound to be extremely difficult.

Inside the cabin, Mu Wan sat quietly by Han Muye’s side.

A faint spiritual light formed a barrier around them.

Han Muye sat cross-legged, his spiritual and soul power converging, and the qi and blood in his body circulated gently.

In fact, ever since he arrived at the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley in the Upper Heaven Region, he would practice like this whenever he had free time.

His cultivation had reached the stage where his main body and clone merged, he had overcome the tribulation, and had become a Void Sage.

However, after his tribulation, he immediately left seclusion, triggered the power of the grass whip, and then used his sword to break through the barrier of the heavens and earth. After that, he hurried to the Medicine Valley without stopping for a moment.

His cultivation had still not stabilized.

If his cultivation could not be stabilized and his body and Sword Dao Primordial Spirit could not be combined, some things would not be easy to do.

Although Han Muye had come to the medicine valley to save Mu Wan, he had the intention to leave the chaos and cultivate well to stabilize his cultivation.

He had just broken through, and his realm and strength were not completely compatible.

Moreover, the power of the divine beast avatar was too strong. It would take time to completely fuse with it.

When his blood qi stopped flowing, his soul shook slightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Wan looking at him with her big eyes.

“How’s Senior Brother’s cultivation?”

Han Muye smiled and nodded, then took out a wooden staff.

Grass whip.

Unfortunately, the Grass Whip had almost lost all its power and could no longer unleash its treasure-level strength.

However, it was still a treasure, a branch of the Sky Reaching Tree. This wooden staff still had a rare attribute of gathering wood-based power.

“Junior Sister, this item was once a treasure. After nurturing it, perhaps it can be restored.”

Han Muye handed the Grass Whip to Mu Wan and spoke in a low voice.

During these days, he had given Mu Wan several protective treasures, some of which were treasures he obtained from the Divine Emperor’s treasury.