Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 132: Are you Interested in the Position of Sect Master?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The demon race emphasized bloodline cultivation and seniority.

The more noble the bloodline, the harder it was to condense into human form.

On the other hand, if one’s bloodline level was lower, one could transform into a human at the Foundation Establishment realm.

However, it was difficult to change the appearance, characteristics, and habits of many demon beasts who could transform into humans.

The demon who killed the elder of the small sect was a black wolf.

The wolf-headed man was tall, fast, and strong.

After obtaining the long sword, it was actually not of much use to the black wolf demon. It was just kept as a trophy.

The inheritance of sword techniques still depended on the human race.

“Disrupt the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s plan and think of a way to save the Grandmaster.

There’s a change in our fox race. We need a Venerable to hold the fort.”

In the image that Han Muye saw, a white-haired old man in gray linen stood on the cliff and spoke in a deep voice.

“For the sake of our Saint Clan, Hu Taisheng is willing to give his life.”

This old man is Hu Taisheng?

The memories in the sword were rather scattered. After that, he saw a chaotic battle where the wolf demon died.

Hu Taisheng led the demons out of the chaotic place because the great demons were suppressed by the Sword Pavilion?

What good would that do?

Also, what happened to the demons in the Southern Wilderness?

Han Muye couldn’t get much information from a sword.

After sending the sword to the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye turned around and walked out.

When he arrived at the Sword Pavilion, he looked at Zhao Pu. “Senior Brother Zhao, congratulations.”

Zhao Pu was strong enough to kill demons of the same level.

Furthermore, in Han Muye’s opinion, Zhao Pu’s aura was rising solemnly, and he was clearly on the verge of breaking through.

Breaking through to the Earth Realm.

There were no true disciples in Three Stones House. If Zhao Pu could break through to the Earth Realm and become Tuoba Cheng’s true disciple, everything would be fine.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Zhao Pu grinned and reached out to touch his bald head. “I came back this time for seclusion, hoping to break through to the Earth Realm.”

At this point, he said guiltily, “That’s right. Master is in seclusion to recuperate. I’m really not confident that I can break through without anyone to guide me.”

“Is Master seriously injured?” Lin Shen, who was standing not far away, suddenly asked.

Zhao Pu nodded solemnly and shook his head.

“Master’s injuries aren’t serious.”

Seeing Lin Shen’s expression change, Zhao Pu said in a low voice, “It’s just that back then, Master fought a half-step Heaven Realm expert with his sword. Although he wasn’t defeated, his vitality was still injured.

In addition,” Zhao Po paused for a moment, his eyes flashing, “In addition, Hu Taisheng of the Blazing Demon Valley is still alive. The rancor in Master’s heart has yet to disappear, so he can’t enter the Core Formation realm.

Otherwise, once Master’s Sword Dao is perfected and he reaches the Core Formation realm, he will definitely be able to become the new Grand Supreme Elder of the sect.”

Back then, Tuoba Cheng had sworn to kill Hu Taisheng. In the end, because of the arrival of the experts from the Wind Spirit Sword Sect and the Great Spirit Sword Sect, he had no choice but to form his sword aura in advance and fight against a half-step Heaven Realm expert.

Han Muye knew that cultivators cared about their thoughts the most.

After failing to kill Hu Taisheng, Tuoba Cheng could not reach the Core Formation realm.

“In that case, kill Hu Taisheng,” Lin Shen said in a low voice.

These words stunned Zhao Pu, and he could not help but look up at him.

Although Lin Shen was a disciple of Three Stones House, he had always been separated from the disciples of Three Stones House.

He was Lin Chongxiao’s younger brother, and his talent was much inferior to Lin Chongxiao’s.

Ever since he started cultivating Draw a Million Swords, Lin Shen had almost no presence in Three Stones House.

The last time the disciples of the Three Stones House went down the mountain to kill demons, he followed them.

However, his cultivation and combat strength could not be compared to the elite disciples of the Three Stones House. He could only hang out with a group of low-level disciples.

When he returned to the mountain, he was only on duty in the Sword Pavilion and did not return to the Three Stones House.

If Lin Shen hadn’t spoken just now, Zhao Pu would have ignored his existence.

Now that he was carefully sizing up Lin Shen, Zhao Pu’s expression changed.

Lin Shen’s aura was solemn. He actually couldn’t see through him.

Is this a huge improvement in his cultivation?

Could it be that he has successfully cultivated Draw a Million Swords?

If he hadn’t mastered his sword technique, he probably wouldn’t have dared to talk about killing Hu Taisheng, right?

“Instructor Lin has some opportunities and his cultivation has improved greatly.” Han Muye quickly pointed out.

He had to say it.

Zhao Pu was preparing to enter seclusion to break through. He could not give him any psychological pressure.

If Zhao Pu knew that Lin Shen had fused with the jade bones of a great cultivator and his cultivation and combat strength were extremely powerful now, the joy of reaching the Earth Realm and soaring into the sky would probably instantly disappear.

Without the support of this aura, it would be difficult to break through to the Earth Realm.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Zhao Pu nodded and said in a low voice, “I’ve already discussed this with my junior brothers. When I step into the Earth Realm, I’ll lead them to encircle and kill Hu Taisheng.”

Encircle and kill Hu Taisheng?

Although Tuoba Cheng’s disciples were quite strong, Hu Taisheng was not easy to deal with.

Even Tuoba Cheng himself had to take it seriously.

However, at this moment, Han Muye would not stop Zhao Pu.

He raised his hand, and a pill surging with spiritual energy appeared in his palm.

“This is the Void Meridian Pill. Senior Brother Zhao can take it.”

Void Meridian Pill!

Zhao Pu widened his eyes and looked at the pill. “This is the Void Meridian Pill that can simulate the Earth Realm and comprehend the power of the Earth Realm in advance?”

His cultivation level had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm, so he had naturally studied these medicinal pills and cultivation techniques that helped him step into the Earth Realm.

The Void Meridian Pill was the best supplementary pill for breaking through to the Earth Realm.

However, this pill was rare and expensive.

“Well, Brother Han, I’m afraid I can’t afford to pay enough spirit stones for this pill.” Zhao Pu’s face was flushed and his eyes were fixed on the pill.

Zhao Pu’s cultivation and combat strength could almost enter the top hundred in the inner sect.

Logically speaking, with his cultivation, he should be ranked even higher in the inner sect.

It was mainly because he cultivated a physical technique and his combat strength was not that strong.

He did not have a lot of merit spiritual rocks.

The little savings he had now were some of the wealth he had obtained from the recent trip down the mountain to kill demons.

It was impossible to expect a body-refining cultivator who relied on food to save up.

A Void Meridian Pill was worth at least a hundred or two hundred thousand spiritual rocks.

Zhao Pu did not have that many spiritual rocks.

“What are you saying, Senior Brother Zhao?” Han Muye threw the pill into Zhao Pu’s arms and said, “This pill is my congratulations to you in advance for stepping into the Earth Realm.”

Tuoba Cheng from Three Stones House had given Han Muye a White Tiger Scroll.

Because Han Muye cultivated body techniques, many disciples in Three Stones House also regarded him as a fellow disciple of the same sect and had a good relationship with him.

Zhao Pu was very close to Han Muye.

In Han Muye’s opinion, pills and swords were all external objects.

Isn’t cultivation just for fun?

Although this pill was valuable, it could not compare to his friendship with Zhao Pu, someone who was about to break through to the Earth Realm.

“Alright, alright.” Zhao Pu carefully caught the pill and looked at Han Muye gratefully. “I’ll go into seclusion now. When I break through to the Earth Realm, I’ll treat you to a drink.”

With that, he looked at Lin Shen.

“Count me in when you go down the mountain to kill Hu Taisheng,” Lin Shen said in a low voice.

Zhao Pu nodded and led the people behind him away.

Han Muye turned around and said with a smile, “Instructor Lin, if you want to go down the mountain to kill demons, you have to train yourself well.”

Lin Shen had the jade bones of a great cultivator, but he could not unleash much power now.

He needed to constantly fuse and gain mastery to increase his combat strength.

After saying that, Han Muye walked straight into the Sword Pavilion.

“This is Senior Brother Han.” Lu Gao, who had been leaning against the door of the Sword Pavilion, suddenly whispered.

“Sixth Brother has both the sect and Sixth Sister-in-law in his heart.

Senior Brother Han has his brothers in his heart.”

Although Lu Gao’s eyes were covered by a black veil, he could still feel his aura surging.

Standing on the stone steps, Lin Shen nodded gently.

Although Han Muye was only a sword caretaker, he was extremely skilled in both sword and alchemy.

The key was that he did not value spiritual rocks, swords, or even precious pills or even heaven-defying opportunities.

He was willing to share them with those around him.

He gave Zhao Pu the Void Meridian Pill, the spiritual weapon long sword, the Military Sword Technique, the Sword Nurturing Technique, and the opportunity to become a great cultivator.

How could such a person lack brothers who trusted him with their lives?

Turning to look at Lu Gao, Lin Shen felt even more emotional.

Whether it was him or Lu Gao, if there was danger, they would stand in front of Brother Han.

In the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye saw Huang Six sorting out the books.

Recently, he had a lot of errands to do. Most of the errands in the Sword Pavilion were done by Huang Six and Gao Xiaoxuan.

Ever since Huang Six had used up his soul sword qi, he had been too lazy to cultivate.

Every time Patriarch Tao Ran had a meal with them, he would try to get Huang Six to cultivate the Fire Lineage cultivation technique.

He was bent on going down the mountain to become a rich man and a Guardian Deacon.

“Sixth Brother, I have the Cloud Qi Pill and the Energy Nurturing Pill. You have to cultivate. These pills can quickly increase your cultivation.”

Walking to the long table, Han Muye spoke softly.

Hearing his words, Huang Six was stunned for a moment. Then he grinned and said, “Forget about cultivation, but when I go down the mountain, give me a few. I’ll bring them to Sister Ping.”

Han Muye nodded and turned to walk up the Sword Pavilion.

Cultivation depended on luck.

Even if the cultivators in the world were like the ancient great cultivator, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian, they might not be as rich as Sixth Brother.

The more he cultivated, the more Han Muye understood why Patriarch Tao Ran said that Huang Six had a good temperament.

It was rare to find someone so willing to give in the world.

After meeting the Sword Pavilion Elder, Han Muye told him about his cultivation in the spiritual land.

“Deng Chungang, that kid’s talent can be said to be comparable to Jin Ze’s back then.” Hearing Han Muye ask about the news of the sect’s number one direct disciple, the Sword Pavilion Elder chuckled.

“As for the Heartbreak Wine you mentioned, I didn’t know about that.

There are many ways to condense sword qi. For sword cultivators, only sword qi is insufficient. How can they condense it for no reason and reduce the number?”

Indeed, there were countless sword cultivators in the world who were troubled by the lack of sword qi. No one would complain that they had too much sword qi.

Yes, Han Muye.

“What do you think after seeing the direct disciples of the spiritual land?” The Sword Pavilion Elder looked at Han Muye and asked softly.

Han Muye nodded.

“Sword Pavilion, Library, Medical Hall, Spiritual Land.

These are the foundation of the sect.”

Looking at the Sword Pavilion Elder, Han Muye’s eyes lit up. “But these are all dead stuff.

The true foundation is these direct disciples.

They can quickly become Earth Realm experts with sufficient lifespan and endless growth.

With them around, the sect will not fall for 300, 500, or even 1,000 years.”

After Han Muye finished speaking, the Sword Pavilion Elder fell silent.

After waiting for a long time, the Sword Pavilion Elder said indifferently, “You’re the 19th direct disciple, so you’re also qualified to compete for the position of Sect Master.

Are you interested?”

The position of sect master!

Han Muye was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to reply, the Sword Pavilion Elder waved his hand and said, “There’s no need to reply to me.

Everything in the world depends on luck.”