“Sword Master Yuan Tian…”

Mu Jin muttered blankly as she looked at the three shiny sword pills.

Hearing her words, Han Muye’s eyes lit up.

“Senior knows Sword Master Yuan Tian?”

The great sword cultivator who dominated the Western Frontier was a figure from 10,000 years ago. This great demon also cultivated for more than 10,000 years.

They might actually know each other.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Mu Jin shook her head and revealed a regretful expression. “Ten thousand years ago, I was still a little demon who had yet to transform. How could I be qualified to know the Sword Venerable?

“I’d just seen the glory of a Sword Venerable.”

As she spoke, her gaze landed on Han Muye’s three sword pills.

“Back then, the Sword Venerable’s Heavenly Cycle Sword Formation fought a mighty figure from the outside world. Half of the Western Frontier shook.

“There was once a 30,000-foot peak on Green Wheat Mountain that was cut flat by a flying sword.”

The Outer Realm!

This was the first time Han Muye had heard someone talk about an Outer Realm cultivator.

Only wood-type demons like Mu Jin had a long lifespan and had the chance to personally experience what happened 10,000 years ago.

He was about to ask, but Mu Jin smiled and held the black fur with both hands in front of Han Muye. “Little friend, I’m returning this treasure.”

At this moment, spiritual light flashed on the black fur, and there were traces of lightning interweaving.

Dark patterns flashed on it. It no longer looked like a gray fur that was about to rot.

If it was in its current state, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect would not just treat it as ordinary fur thrown on the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Han Muye reached out to take it and felt that his tentacles were filled with surging lightning.

After Han Muye took the fur and put it away, Mu Jin smiled and said, “Little friend, follow me to my cultivation spiritual land. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”

With that, she raised her hand, and a green spiritual light scattered, enveloping a radius of dozens of miles.

Those demonic beasts that had attacked previously and were now quietly fleeing were all held captive by wooden vines. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape.

It was impossible to escape from a Heaven Realm demon.

“Hum—”

Under the pressure of the green light screen, the wooden vines rolled backward. Within a hundred miles, the mountain rocks shook and the soil collapsed.

They were swept up by the wooden vines and dragged underground.

After a moment, the forest fell silent.

It was a killing scene with no killing in sight.

It was the world of demon cultivators.

If Mu Jin didn’t survive the Heavenly Tribulation, all the Wood Demons here would die, and the treasures nurtured in their bodies would be divided by the demonic spirits.

Now that Mu Jin had transcended the Heavenly Tribulation, these demonic spirits were also used as fertilizer.

The weak were prey to the strong. There was no reason for it.

It was much simpler and more direct than the connections and schemes between the human sects.

Following Mu Jin, Lin Shen carried his sword and flew to Han Muye’s side.

The Wood Demons also rushed up and surrounded Mu Jin, cheering.

“Thank you.”

Tan Tan looked at Han Muye and spoke excitedly.

Han Muye smiled and nodded.

They followed the wood demons through the forest. A moment later, they arrived at a hollow.

With a wave of her hand, the hollow in front of Mu Jin turned into a village shaded by trees.

In this village, there were many children. Some had small branches growing on their heads, while others had roots and branches.

Seeing Mu Jin and the others return, they all greeted them with “Granny Lan and Auntie Tan”.

Mu Jin let Tan Tan lead Han Muye and Lin Shen to the cottage to rest while she went straight to the backyard.

Tan Tan led Han Muye and the others to the Cottage and sat down. Then she brought over many fruits with a group of little demons.

They were all full of spiritual energy.

Han Muye tasted a few and saw the little demons drooling, so he waved them away.

“These are fruits raised in Granny Lan’s spiritual land. We rarely eat them.” Tan Tan held a red spiritual fruit with both hands and took a small bite.

Previously, he had heard from the Green Wolf Demon that Mu Jin had a spiritual land.

On the Nine Mystic Mountain, there was only one spiritual land.

Perhaps because Han Muye had saved her this time, Tan Tan was much less wary of them. While eating fruits, she introduced the situation in the Green Wheat Mountain.

The Green Wheat Mountain stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and there were four half-step Heaven Realm demons.

There was the Magnolia Tree Demon, Mu Jin, the Black Chief Snake Demon, Black Chief, the White Deer Great Demon, Lu Lingzi, and the Golden Eagle Demon, Ying Yang, who rarely appeared.

Mu Jin privately warned the Wood Demons that this Ying Yang might have already cultivated to the Heaven Realm. He just didn’t want to provoke the humans of the Western Frontier and deliberately hid his strength.

Among the four great demons, Mu Jin was a wood demon. In the Green Wheat Mountain, she was relatively peaceful and did not like to fight.

On the other hand, there was often friction between Black Chief and Lu Lingzi.

Later, Lu Lingzi colluded with the Human Dao Sect and suppressed Black Chief, causing him to curl up in his Black Stone Pool.

“You’re here to make a deal with Granny Lan, right?”

Tan Tan looked at Han Muye and whispered, “Don’t worry, there’s nothing on the entire Green Wheat Mountain that Granny Lan can’t find.”

Han Muye believed that Mu Jin was a Wood Demon who had attained the Dao and was born with the ability to suppress plants.

Now that she had become a Heaven Realm demon, she had the power to control plants.

After an hour, Mu Jin, who had changed her clothes and restrained her aura, slowly walked over.

She had just broken through and was already giving Han Muye a lot of face by not directly entering seclusion.

Han Muye and Lin Shen stood up and cupped their hands with a smile.

They were the top figures in the entire Western Frontier.

Mu Jin walked up to Han Muye, raised her hand, and handed over a small jade box. She said softly, “This is the Magnolia Fruit.”

Magnolia Fruit.

After consuming the 10,000-year-old fruit, one would have wood affinity to the maximum level.

Such a treasure could be considered a priceless treasure.

“This fruit requires nurturing for 10,000 years.” Mu Jin looked at the wooden box in her hand and sighed.

Han Muye glanced at her and chuckled. “Senior, if this fruit is extremely important to you, I don’t want it.”

The Magnolia Fruit was naturally good stuff.

However, after Mu Jin transcended the Heavenly Tribulation and became the wood-type commander of the Green Wheat Mountain, her status was different.

It was not a bad idea to exchange the Magnolia Fruit for something else.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Mu Jin smiled and shook her head. “If I had failed the tribulation, this fruit could transform into a body and help me regain my life.

“As for now, it’s not much use.”

In that case, Han Muye took the jade box and put it into his storage ring.

Mu Jin sat down and waved her hand to arrange more fruits.

“These are all from Senior’s spiritual land, right? Tan Tan and the others said that these fruits are quite rare.”

Han Muye picked two with enough spiritual energy and asked with a smile.

This fruit was comparable to the medicinal power of an eighth-grade pill.

Mu Jin smiled and said, “Actually, it’s not precious. It’s just that Tan Tan and the others are all plants and demons. I just don’t want them to eat too many spiritual fruits.”

“If you like it, you can take more with you.”

Han Muye’s face lit up, and he smiled. “Then it would be impolite for me to refuse.”

The local specialties in the mountains were all treasures when they went out.

The world was like that.

“I’m Han Muye, the guardian of the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Mystic Sword School. This is Sword Guardian Lin Shen of the Sword Pavilion.”

Han Muye stood up and cupped his hands solemnly.

Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

One of the four great sword sects of the Western Frontier.

This was a major sect in the Western Frontier.

“Nine Mystic Mountain, Sword Pavilion. No wonder.” Mu Jin nodded.

Han Muye introduced himself so that he could trade with Mu Jin as an equal.

If he was an itinerant cultivator, even if he was strong enough, he would be inferior to a Heaven Realm demon.

Even if it was a transaction, it did not have the qualifications to make a deal with a Heaven Realm demon.

However, the status of a disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword School was different.

Sure enough, Mu Jin’s smile widened.

“In that case, you’re Immortal Han?”

Looking at Han Muye, Mu Jin sized him up and said, “I’ve heard many stories about Immortal Han of the Nine Mystic Sword School in the Green Wheat Mountain. I didn’t expect it to be you.”

Han Muye chuckled and nodded.

Reputation would be useful at this time, right?

When he sat down again, Mu Jin was much more amiable.

“Immortal Han wants to ask about the story of Sword Master Yuan Tian, right?

“I’ll tell you everything I know.”

Sitting on a wooden stool, Mu Jin’s eyes flashed with nostalgia.

What happened 10,000 years ago was usually not told.

“Do you know what it was like 10,000 years ago?”

Han Muye didn’t answer. He didn’t need to.

Mu Jin was not really asking him.

“10,000 years ago, there were three Outer Realm Gates in the Western Frontier, which were teleportation channels set up in the outside world. One could enter and leave the Western Frontier at will.

“There are also countless spatial rifts. At any time, scattered cultivators or demon beasts or evil demons will enter.”

According to Mu Jin, the Western Frontier and even the entire Heavenly Mystic World used to be very vast and powerful.

This would have been deduced tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, the Heavenly Mystic expert stepped out of the world and set up a teleportation array so that as long as the junior disciples had enough cultivation, they could leave.

The spiritual energy in the Heaven Mystic World was also extremely dense.

However, later on, for some reason, during the war in the outer realm, most of those teleportation arrays were destroyed, and some were occupied by outer realm cultivators.

The Heavenly Mystic World and the Outer Realm were constantly fighting.

Those experts above the Heaven Realm attacked, causing the world to collapse and the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Mystic World to dissipate.

Later, a mighty figure sealed the world and blocked most of the passages. It also covered the heavenly secrets of the Heavenly Mystic World, which was why cultivators from the outside world rarely came again.

There were only three passageways left in the Western Frontier that were sealed.

Sword Venerable Yuan Tian was one of the disciples of that mighty figure.

That mighty figure left the Heavenly Mystic World. Sword Master Yuan Tian was in charge of guarding the Western Frontier.

“There’s also the scholar of the Central Continent and the Grand General of Valor. They’re both legacies of that mighty figure.”

If Mu Jin had not told him, Han Muye could not imagine what kind of expert would have such powerful strength to seal a world.

Also, were the Western Frontier’s Sword Master Yuan Tian and the Central Continent’s Minister Wen all from the same sect?

“At that time, there weren’t as many sects as there are now. Instead, they were more scattered.”

Seeing Han Muye’s expression, Mu Jin chuckled and said, “That mighty figure actually has a lot of inheritances in Heavenly Mystic. Back then, there was also a Blazing Sun Palace in the Western Frontier. It was also passed down by that person.”

Blazing Sun Palace.

Back then, Sword Master Yuan Tian had gone to the Blazing Sun Palace as if he was looking for something.

After the Blazing Sun Palace Master received three strikes, he promised not to go again for 3,000 years.

“Senior, why did Sword Master Yuan Tian die back then?”

After Mu Jin finished speaking, Han Muye finally asked.

That was what he’d been wondering.

How could an expert like Sword Master Yuan Tian die?

Mu Jin shook her head and said in a low voice, “This matter is hidden. It’s said that it was a siege by cultivators from outside the realm.”

“However, I don’t know what kind of Outer Realm cultivator can kill an expert like the Sword Venerable.”

Han Muye nodded.

He had only seen the scene of Sword Master Yuan Tian’s death from the sword pill and knew that the Outer Realm cultivator had called him as bait. He didn’t know the details.

“Speaking of which, when the Sword Venerable fought with the cultivators from the outside world, there were still traces in the Green Wheat Mountain. Fellow Daoist Han, are you interested in taking a look?”

Mu Jin smiled at Han Muye.

The vestiges of the Great War back then?’

Naturally, he had to take a look!

Han Muye stood up. Seeing Mu Jin smile, his heart skipped a beat. He said softly, “Senior, where is that place?”