Chapter 299: Re-Cultivating the Nine Suns Technique, Another Opportunity Presented Itself (3)

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Han Muye loosened his grip, and the sword silk on the sword shook, turning into the sword, forming a golden thread above the blood groove.

“When you wear out the golden threads on this sword, come back to receive it.”

Throwing the sword back, Han Muye spoke softly.

Holding the sword tightly, He Hongsen nodded heavily, his eyes shining.

He only understood a little of Han Muye’s strike just now.

But he already felt that he had gained a lot from this.

With this sword, he would have a chance to condense sword intent as long as he comprehended it!

Elder Han’s casual guidance was indeed an opportunity!

Taking a deep breath, He Hongsen bowed and said in a low voice, “Thank you for your guidance, Elder Han. He Hongsen will definitely not let you down.”

With that, he sheathed his sword, then stepped back and left.

Looking at He Hongsen striding away, Han Muye felt a little emotional.

Young people are great, he thought. They have drive and dynamism.

But thinking about it, I’m not old either. Although I have a few strands of white hair at my temples, I’m still very young.

I have yet to find a Dao companion.

“Elder Han, your Sword Dao has become more profound again.” In front of the Sword Pavilion, Bai Suzhen, who was wearing a pink dress, appproached him with a smile.

Walking forward, she frowned slightly and said, “Senior Brother Han, has your cultivation not recovered yet?”

With the suppression of the Great Spirit, unless it was a Heaven Realm expert who could sense the power of the Heavenly Dao, no one could see through Han Muye’s cultivation.

At this moment, in Bai Suzhen’s opinion, Han Muye only had a trace of spiritual energy.

With such diffused spiritual energy, he was probably only at the initial stage of Essence Energy Cultivation.

Actually, Han Muye did not do this on purpose. This trace of spiritual energy was the effect of the immortal spiritual root absorbing the spiritual energy around it.

The immortal spiritual root was probably at the maximum level of spiritual energy affinity.

“Storeowner Bai, don’t worry. My cultivation doesn’t matter when I refine pills,” Han Muye said calmly.

Bai Suzhen’s face stiffened slightly, then she smiled and nodded.

“Senior Brother Han, I’ve accumulated some spiritual herbs recently. I wonder if you can refine them into pills?” Bai Suzhen said in a low voice, “What the Western Frontier is short of now are superior-class pills.”

The various sects of the Western Frontier were all trying their best to increase their strength. Now they wished they could take out their trump cards of spiritual rocks and exchange them for various pills to increase their cultivation.

The pills that Bai Suzhen had saved previously had long been sold out.

Otherwise, she would not be in a hurry to visit the Sword Pavilion often.

Jiang Ming could also refine pills, but could a fine-quality pill compare to a supreme-grade immortal-grade pill?

Those Elders of the large sects would rather pay a few times more for supreme-grade pills than fine-quality pills.

After all, if the medicinal power was slightly inferior, the effect on their cultivation would be worlds apart.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Void Meridian Pill had been extremely popular recently and was sought after by various sects. The Medical Hall Elder, Sun Ce, was so busy that his beard had been burnt a few times. Wasn’t the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Void Meridian Pill better than other sects’?

The Void Meridian Pill launched by the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect was known to be perfect. Its medicinal power was several times stronger than the Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill.

However, its price and effectiveness were completely defeated before the Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill.

The Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill, which was priced at more than 100,000 yuan a pill, almost stole the entire Western Frontier’s Void Meridian Pill business.

Hearing Bai Suzhen ask him to refine pills, Han Muye nodded and said, “Storeowner Bai, give me the spiritual herbs. When I’m in seclusion, I can refine the pills.”

After refining these pills, not only could he exchange them for spiritual rocks, but he could also replenish Han Muye’s limited stock of pills.

Bai Suzhen did not take out any spiritual herbs. She just looked at Han Muye and was silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, “Senior Brother Han, if it’s difficult for you to recover your cultivation, are you willing to follow me to the Shangyang Demon Sect?”

Go to the Shangyang Demon Sect?

Did the Sect Master of the Demon Sect summon Bai Suzhen back?

Han Muye smiled at Bai Suzhen and said, “Storeowner Bai, are you prepared to let me work for you?”

Bai Suzhen hurriedly said, “No, I…”

Han Muye laughed and shook his head. “I appreciate your kindness.

“As the Sword Pavilion’s Guardian Elder, why would I leave the Nine Mystic Mountain?”

Bai Suzhen was being kind. After all, the current aura of the Shangyang Demon Sect far exceeded that of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

Moreover, Li Mubai was the number one demon cultivator in the Western Frontier. He might be able to help Han Muye cultivate again.

But Han Muye would not leave the Nine Mystic Mountain.

The Sword Pavilion was the foundation of his cultivation.

Without the countless swords in the Sword Pavilion nurturing the sword Qi, he did not know how long it would take to accumulate and condense the supreme sword intent.

Without enough sword intent to support him, how could he catch up to that ancient Sword Dao cultivator, Sword Master Yuan Tian?

In Han Muye’s heart, his goal was to become a sword cultivator who dominated the Western Frontier and even the entire world.

He did not care about the Heaven Realm experts in the Western Frontier.

“I understand.” Bai Suzhen didn’t look up and said softly, “I’ll get someone to send the spiritual herbs over.”

With that, she turned and disappeared like a cloud.

He shook his head.

This rich woman’s thoughts are not right, he thought.

Fortunately, Han Muye did not have any other thoughts. It was orthodox to cultivate peacefully in the Sword Pavilion.

Turning around and returning to the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye walked to the wooden shelves and reached for a long sword.

Sword Qi poured into the sword, and an image came from the sword.

After the sword Qi was nourished, he held the sword and pondered.

Just now, when he was guiding He Hongsen in sword techniques, Han Muye had a thought.

The Sword Pavilion had countless hidden swords. The disciples who came to receive their swords relied on luck to obtain a good sword.

It was impossible for Han Muye to choose a sword for every disciple who came to receive it.

Back then, Gao Changgong, who was holding down and presided over the Sword Pavilion, chose to let it go.

It was an opportunity to obtain a compatible sword.

If the sword he chose was not compatible, he would not be lucky enough.

However, Han Muye felt that he could do better than Gao Changgong.

When this Sword Pavilion Elder who was freeloading in the Southern Wasteland returned, he would make him speechless.

With a chuckle, Han Muye took out a blank jade slip and held the sword in one hand, his eyes flickering.

On his body, a sword qi turned into a phantom. The sword in the phantom’s hand danced, reflecting sword techniques.

Lines of words appeared in the jade slip.

“Jiawu District, Sword No. 5846, Three Forests. The sword is three feet one inch long and weighs 10 catties and eight taels. The blade is an inch wide and the spine is thicker. The blade is fused with wood and round steel.

“This sword is suitable for disciples of the wood lineage from the first level of Qi Condensation to the third level of Foundation Establishment. The accompanying sword technique is Broken Wood, Green Leaf, and Five Blossom Like Snow.”

“Hum—”

The words froze, and the sword Qi shadow around Han Muye landed on the sword.