Mu Wan.

Ever since Han Muye came to this world and entered the cultivation world, she was the first female cultivator to treat him well.

Although they had only met a few times, that feeling was special.

It was not because of Huang Six’s wishful thinking.

Seeing Mu Wan again, Han Muye felt the joy of reuniting after a long time.

They faced each other, smiling.

The person who came to receive Patriarch Tao Ran was one of the second generation heads of the Mu family, Mu Tongyuan. He wore a white robe and had three short whiskers. He looked very elegant.

Patriarch Tao Ran and Elder Su Liang called him Junior Brother Mu San.

“Senior Brother Tao Ran, congratulations on returning to the Sword Sect.” Mu Tongyuan spread his sleeves and gently cupped his hands at the old man Tao Ran with a smile.

Tao Ran chuckled.

Mu Tongyuan led Patriarch Tao Ran and Elder Su Liang to see the Mu family’s patriarch. When he left, he instructed a young man named Mu Ziyu to receive Han Muye and Jin Yuan.

“Fairy Jin, this…” Mu Ziyu, who was wearing a green robe and a green jade crown, raised her hand and bowed to Jin Yuan before turning to look at Han Muye.

“Senior Brother Han,” Mu Wan said softly with a smile.

Beside her, a few Mu family juniors turned to look at her.

“Han Muye greets everyone.” Han Muye raised his hand and said loudly.

“Brother Han.” Mu Ziyu nodded and said, “We still have to receive Fellow Daoist Chang Ming here. I wonder if the two of you can wait together?”

Chang Ming?

Who?

Han Muye didn’t know him.

“Is that Chang Ming, who can refine peak eighth-grade medicinal pills at such a young age?” Jin Yuan asked.

Mu Ziyu smiled and nodded. “Fellow Daoist Chang Ming should be able to refine a Grade Seven Pill now.”

So what if he refined a seventh-grade pill?

Han Muye did not think that an alchemy cultivator who could refine a seventh-grade pill was qualified to make him and a disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect like Jin Yuan wait.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was one of the four major sword sects in the Western Frontier. It was one of the nine major sects and a major sect in the Western Frontier.

Jin Yuan looked at Han Muye and saw him shake his head slightly.

“Young Master Mu, we’ve just alighted from the flying ship. Let’s go and rest first,” Jin Yuan said softly.

Hearing her words, Mu Ziyu’s expression darkened slightly. He waved his sleeve and said, “Zijin, bring the two of you to Xiujin Garden to stay.”

A young Mu family disciple walked forward and cupped his hands. “Please.”

“Senior Sister Jin Yuan, let me accompany you.” At this moment, Mu Wan suddenly spoke.

Jin Yuan smiled and nodded. Mu Wan stepped forward and reached out to hold Jin Yuan’s arm. She turned to Han Muye and nodded with a smile. Then, the two of them turned around and walked towards Mushen City.

Han Muye also followed the young man named Mu Zijin into the city.

“Mu Wan, you…” Someone from the Mu Family called out.

“Hmph, you think you can do whatever you want just because you’re an elite valued by Linghua Pavilion?” Someone said unhappily and lowered his voice.

“Forget it. Brother Ziyu led us to wait for Young Master Chang Ming. If she doesn’t wait, it’s her loss. Young Master Chang Ming is one of the most famous talented alchemists in the younger generation of the Western Frontier.”

“I guess these two fellows from the Nine Mystical Sword Sect don’t even know Young Master Chang Ming’s reputation, right?”

Han Muye and Jin Yuan heard the discussions of the Mu Family disciples. Jin Yuan gently pressed down on Mu Wan’s hand. Mu Wan shook her head and continued forward.

Han Muye and Mu Zijin followed behind.

When two female cultivators met, they naturally had endless things to talk about.

The topic might be about height, weight, black and white.

After all, they were all alchemists. They were definitely talking about pills.

Han Muye leaned closer to listen and turned to look at the scenery around him.

Mu Zijin, who was at the side, also introduced Mu Shen City to him. This city had been built for hundreds of years, and the scenery everywhere was not bad.

There were also many meaningful architectural scenes. Mu Zijin explained with a smile.

For example, the peach tree where the Mu family’s patriarch comprehended the Dao, the bamboo tree watered by the Mu family’s patriarch when he refined pills, the weeping willow tree watered by the Mu family’s patriarch when he washed his feet…

Not only did Mu Zijin introduce them, but there were also signs on the rocks and trees. There were even statues of a long-bearded old man taking off his shoes to wash his feet.

In these places, many cultivators lowered their heads and pondered deeply, as if they could really gain enlightenment here.

Not to mention anything else, this Mushen City was filled with medicinal fragrance.

On both sides of the street were mostly medicinal pills and spirit medicine shops. Even the trees beside the road were medicinal herbs that were hundreds of years old.

There were several Jade Elixir Trees. Han Muye wanted to ask if they were for sale.

This was a spiritual medicine used to refine Energy Nurturing Pills. It only needed one or two wood hearts to fuse the pills.

A big tree that had been around for hundreds of years could produce an unknown amount of wood hearts.

After walking for 15 minutes, they finally saw the tall and wide Mu family mansion ahead.

This location was completely like a city within a city.

Indeed, without the Mu family, Mushen City would not be a city.

Mu Wan led Jin Yuan, Han Muye, and the others in through the side door, then followed the corridor to an elegant courtyard.

“This is Xiujin Garden.” Mu Wan let go of Jin Yuan’s hand and smiled.

“I’ll come and visit when Elder Su Liang comes back.” After Mu Wan finished speaking, she turned to look at Han Muye. “Senior Brother Han, you’re fine. That’s great.”

Her words did not contain much emotion, which suited Mu Wan’s personality.

Han Muye nodded and said, “How is Junior Sister Mu doing in the sect?”

Mu Wan smiled and nodded slightly before turning to leave.

The young man named Mu Zijin looked at Han Muye, then at Mu Wan. He looked a little suspicious, cupped his hands, and left.

“Senior Brother Han, it’s rare to meet Junior Sister Mu again. Why didn’t you ask her to stay and chat?” Jin Yuan said regretfully.

Chat?

How can we talk in front of you?

Huang Six was the only one with good eyesight.

Han Muye shook his head and walked into the garden.

The winding pool and the long pavilion were very elegant.

The small courtyard was filled with spiritual herbs. Some of them were quite old, so they were not afraid that the guests would uproot them.

But come to think of it, if he could live here, he would just pull them out, right?

There were still servants in the garden, leading Han Muye and Jin Yuan to choose a room.

Han Muye and Jin Yuan each chose a room to stay in, leaving the good seats to Patriarch Tao Ran and Elder Su Liang.

Although it was not tiring to rush over in the flying boat, it was mentally exhausting.

In the room, Han Muye sat cross-legged and meditated. He slowly circulated his spiritual energy and polished his soul sword qi.

By the time he walked out of the wing, he was refreshed.

Patriarch Tao Ran and Elder Su Liang had also returned.

“Han Muye, Elder Mu has already agreed to help you refine the lifespan-extending Pill after the celebration.” Seeing Han Muye come to visit, Elder Su Liang smiled and said.

Elder Su Liang naturally knew that Han Muye had come to Mushen City to ask for the Longevity Pill.

The biggest problem for Sword Caretaker was his lifespan.

“Thank you, Elder.” Han Muye nodded and cupped his hands.

He was not qualified to ask the Mu family’s patriarch to help.

Only Elder Su Liang could invite the Mu family’s patriarch.

This time, he owed Elder Su Liang a favor.

“Kid, we’ve also discussed the Void Meridian Pill’s formula with Elder Mu.” Patriarch Tao Ran was in a good mood and called the Mu family’s patriarch, Elder Mu.

Otherwise, it would be Old Man Mu’s.

“What Elder Mu means is that simplifying the Void Meridian Pill might be feasible,” Elder Su Liang added softly.

“It’s just that there are many guests today and I haven’t had time to deduce in detail.”

“Elder Mu is also very interested in you who suggested simplifying the pill formula. We’ll bring you to see him during the celebration.”

Interested in me?

Han Muye didn’t know if he should be flattered or frightened.

Beside him, Jin Yuan looked envious.

“You also cultivate alchemy, so there’s no harm in meeting Elder Mu.” Seeing Han Muye’s expression, Su Liang smiled and teased, “You have a good relationship with that girl, Mu Wan. Shouldn’t you let her patriarch see you?”

Is this considered meeting the parents?

Han Muye was confused.

“Hmph, you’re so young, but you have to focus on cultivation. Don’t think about nonsense all day long.” Patriarch Tao Ran snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.

‘What do you mean, what’s there?’

Didn’t you say that Huang Six had a firm heart?

Why was it that when it comes to me, there’s nothing?

Han Muye glared at Patriarch Tao Ran’s back.

This old man was very bad.

Jin Yuan almost laughed out loud.

In the afternoon, Mu Wan came to visit Elder Su Liang. They chatted for a quarter of an hour before she bowed and left.

Then, Han Muye watched the fish in the pond from the edge of the veranda.

“Senior Brother Han.”

Han Muye looked back. Mu Wan was thinner than when she was in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, but her aura was more solid, and her eyes were filled with determination and confidence.

It was obvious that Mu Wan had grown quickly in the new sect.

“The scenery in the Mu family’s mansion is not bad. Junior Sister, do you have time to show me around?”

Han Muye smiled.

Back in the Sword Pavilion, Huang Six always found an excuse to go out when Mu Wan came.

“I’d like that.”

After Mu Wan finished speaking, she lowered her head and led Han Muye forward.

“Senior Brother Han, when your lifespan was about to end, I was really sad.”

As they walked, Mu Wan spoke in a low voice.

“As an alchemy cultivator, I’m powerless to refine pills for the people close to me. This feeling of helplessness is really torturous.

Although the Nine Mystic Sword Sect is one of the Nine Great Sects, alchemy is really not the best.

Linghua Pavilion’s alchemy can be ranked in the top five in the Western Frontier.

I want to improve my alchemy cultivation and stop feeling helpless.”

Mu Wan whispered, her words revealing a trace of guilt towards Han Muye.

In her opinion, she was very sad that she did not help Han Muye.

What a kind little girl.

Han Muye felt that Mu Wan was the kind of woman who would glow.

“Junior Sister Mu, how’s the Cloud Qi Pill business?”

After Mu Wan finished speaking, Han Muye suddenly laughed.

Back then, when he met Mu Wan, didn’t he guide her to refine a high-quality Cloud Qi Pill?

Hearing his words, Mu Wan turned around with a smile on her face.

“Of course it’s extremely good. With this pill, among the disciples of the sect, my wealth…” Mu Wan covered her mouth as if she thought of not revealing her wealth.

“However, there have been many top-grade Cloud Qi Pills circulating in the Western Border recently, causing the price of high-grade Cloud Qi Pills to fluctuate.”

Mu Wan frowned slightly and looked at the bustling garden in the distance. “I wonder which alchemy master is short of money and would actually lower himself to compete with a small cultivator like me.

This matter has already spread among the alchemy cultivators. Many people are guessing if some master has gone bankrupt from studying alchemy recently.”

Mu Wan looked up and saw Han Muye’s strange expression.

“Forget it, Senior Brother Han, you’re not an alchemy cultivator. You naturally don’t understand these things.”

“I’ll take you to the peony garden. The flowers there are beautiful.”

Han Muye nodded and followed.

He decided that after returning to the Nine Mystic Mountain, he would definitely warn Bai Suzhen not to tell anyone that he had refined a supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill.

The peony flower bed was indeed beautiful. Many young male and female cultivators stayed here.

The petals were red and pink, and her smile was like a flower.

Han Muye felt that it was a pity that he didn’t have a photostone.

Otherwise, this was a good time to take a photo.

“Everyone, do you know what’s the story with my Mu Family’s Medicinal Garden?”

A voice came from nearby.