Chapter 298: Re-Cultivating the Nine Suns Technique, Another Opportunity Presented Itself (2)

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Holding the small bag, Han Muye chuckled.

It seemed that Mu Wan had asked the Mu family to pass it to him.

Knowing that his cultivation had been exhausted, she specially gave him many immortal-grade Cloud Qi Pills.

This money-grubbing girl must be feeling the pinch taking out so many Cloud Qi Pills, he thought.

Putting away the small bag, Han Muye handed the other pills in the wooden box to Yang Mingxuan.

“Send them to the medical hall and exchange them for spiritual rocks for me.”

He had no use for these pills, so he might as well exchange them for spiritual rocks.

Recently, he had exhausted all his spiritual rocks.

Most of them were spent in the Fire Source World in exchange for a semi-spiritual weapon.

The rest were used for cultivation.

Han Muye still had many Fire Essence Stones and Fire Essence Crystals on him, but these were all relatively precious spiritual materials. He would save as much as he could.

Yang Mingxuan took the wooden box and went to the medical hall.

Han Muye sat at the long table and flipped through the previous records.

After such a long time, there were many swords in the Sword Pavilion.

After flipping through all the books, Han Muye stood up and walked to the wooden shelves. He followed the records in the books and checked all the new swords in the pavilion.

Among these swords, most of them were newly refined swords. The remaining swords were sent back by the disciples of the sect after they died. Some of them were obtained from a few battlefields.

From these swords, Han Muye saw some scenes of the Western Frontier battlefield.

Although there were peace negotiations between the Southern Wasteland and the Western Frontier, there were still chaotic battles between low-level cultivators.

On Fengshou Mountain, many disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect were still fighting the demons.

They were not only training their combat strength but also resisting the corrosion of the demons.

From the beginning of the peace talks, many large clans in the Southern Wasteland had sent people over, wanting to understand the situation in the Western Frontier first.

The mission of these disciples of the various sects stationed at the border was to kill these demons who had secretly crossed the border.

Among the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, He Xuanqi, who was holding two swords, had powerful combat strength and could attempt the impossible.

Also, Song Seven, Qi Thirteen, and the others could do whatever they wanted.

However, this time, they were all summoned back.

It should be about the mystic realm of the Fire Source World.

After wiping all kinds of swords, Han Muye turned around and walked towards the door of the Sword Pavilion.

A voice came from the door of the Sword Pavilion.

“Outer sect disciple, He Hongsen, is here to receive my sword.”

Han Muye walked to the entrance of the Sword Pavilion and saw a young man in his twenties standing in front of the stone steps. He bowed and cupped his hands.

“According to the rules of the Sword Pavilion, one has to bathe and burn incense to receive a sword. Have you done it?”

Han Muye put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

The young man at the bottom of the stone steps was stunned for a moment. He looked up and saw Han Muye. Then he exclaimed in surprise, “Elder, Elder Han!”

Han Muye’s expression did not change as he looked at him.

The young man named He Hongsen reacted and blushed. He took out a few spiritual rocks and stammered, “Elder, I-I know the rules of the Sword Pavilion.”

Han Muye’s gaze landed on the spiritual rocks. After a moment of silence, he said, “Are you in the top 100 of the outer sect?”

He Hongsen nodded. “I am 93rd in the outer sect.”

Outer sect 93rd.

Back then, Jiang Han, who was ranked in the top 100 of the outer sect, received a sword in the Sword Pavilion. With Han Muye’s guidance, his cultivation and combat strength improved rapidly.

In the outer sect, the legend of Elder Han had spread.

Whoever could obtain Elder Han’s guidance would soar into the sky.

He Hongsen looked up at Han Muye, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Han Muye reached out and took the spiritual rocks from He Hongsen’s hand. Then he said, “Show me a set of sword techniques you’re best at. I’ll see what kind of sword you’re suitable for.”

Hearing Han Muye’s words, He Hongsen was pleasantly surprised. He hurriedly nodded heavily, then pulled out the ordinary iron sword on his back and began to wave it.

The sword light scattered in front of the stone steps, reflecting the sunlight and shining brightly.

Standing on the stone steps, Han Muye looked at the sword light in front of him and felt that his body was congenial to the earth.

It was a feeling of flesh and blood. At this moment, no matter what power landed on him, it would be transferred to the earth unless this power exceeded the maximum limit that the earth could instantly withstand.

It was impossible for an Earth Realm expert to have such power.

“Hum—”

He Hongsen stabilized his sword, then slowly retracted it and bowed to Han Muye.

“Golden Lineage Sword Technique.”

Han Muye nodded.

There were many metal-type experts in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

However, after Grand Elder Lu Hao died, this lineage fell silent.

After all, there was no expert holding down the fort.

“You chose a good sword technique, using the sword as a needle, and the sword light as silk to weave a sword net.”

Han Muye raised his hand, and the sword in He Hongsen’s hand landed in his palm.

“If you want to cultivate this sword technique to the extreme, you need to comprehend the truth of the Golden Lineage Sword Technique.”

Holding the sword, spiritual light flowed in front of Han Muye.

This was the distribution of spiritual energy in front of him.

Some of this spiritual energy drifted while some were quiet. Some places had a lot of energy while some had little.

The traces of golden halo were the spiritual energy of the golden lineage.

The metal attribute was heavy and not very turbulent.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a faint sword Qi seeped out of the sword in his hand. The sword light did not have a fixed sword move. It only brushed past the metal-type spiritual energy floating in the void and mobilized it.

“Hum—”

A faint spiritual light flashed on the sword.

The originally clear sword turned golden.

“Slash—”

The sword swept out, bringing with it a golden thread.

He Hongsen’s eyes widened as he looked at the golden thread.

This was activating the Heaven and Earth powers to transform into sword threads.

This sword thread was between sword intent and sword qi. There was comprehension of the Sword Dao.