Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

In any case, this power was intercepted by the Dao Essence Cauldron. Even if Han Muye did not take it, it would remain in the Dao Essence Cauldron and slowly dissipate.

The power of the divine soul was stored in the divine treasure and then polished with the divine soul sword.

Spiritual qi pressed into his dantian to increase the power of his Sword Dao Golden Core.

The dissipated medicinal power was also refined to strengthen his body.

To Han Muye, who had the body of a divine beast, this medicinal power was dispensable, but wasn't something better than nothing?

On the path of cultivation, it was taboo to choose something only to one's own advantage.

The alchemic fire outside did not stop, and Han Muye's soul spiritual energy and medicinal power were endless.

This kind of cultivation was extremely satisfying.

It was naturally refreshing not to spend his own spiritual rocks to cultivate.

"Boom!"

The trickle turned into a surging river. The spiritual energy gathered in the cauldron poured into his dantian and wrapped around the Sword Dao Sword Core in Han Muye's dantian.

His Golden Core, which had already reached the peak of Level Three, began to slowly transform.

Spirit patterns intertwined on the golden core.

In Han Muye's mind, images of sword cultivation appeared.

Mystic Element Sword Technique.

One Mystic Sword Technique.

Eastern Sea's swordsmanship.

The sword technique of the Immortal Spirit World.

With the guidance of the sword technique, the Golden Core transformed.

Sword light condensed in the entire quiet room.

Ten days later, Han Muye walked out of the quiet room.

At this moment, the aura on his body had changed quite a bit. His soul surged and his alchemy Qi dissipated.

His original cultivation level of the third level of the Golden Core Realm had reached the fourth level.

He had no choice. He had gathered too much power and did not have enough time to refine it.

When he was refining pills two days ago, he produced 3,000 pills per furnace. The medicinal power was still wasted.

In the next few days, the alchemy masters became more and more proficient in their techniques, and their cooperation was tacit. Every furnace produced 5,000 pills.

This way, 100,000 pills could be produced in a day, and the quality was getting better and better.

The power collected by the Dao Essence Cauldron was also increasing, so much so that Han Muye could not refine it in time.

At this moment, Han Muye came out of seclusion because Qin Suyang had summoned him.

The Sword Pills refined in 10 days had to be sent to the Alchemy Conference.

The alchemists' ability to protect themselves was extremely poor. With the sword core protecting them, they could obtain more protection.

With so many pills, Qin Suyang had to personally escort them. As for Han Muye, he naturally had to accompany him.

After all, Mu Wan had followed the army to the front. He did not know how the situation was now.

Moreover, Han Muye, Qin Suyang, and the others did not just stay on this dead star. They had another secret matter to do.

It was fine as long as Lu Yuzhou, a Half-Sage, was stationed here. How could he waste more experts?

After instructing Li Siming to preside over the pill refinement and handing over the Heavenly Mystic World spiritual herbs, Qin Suyang and Han Muye boarded a flying ship and left quietly with a thousand Red Flame soldiers and 300 experts.

This time, the flying ship hid its tracks. Even if it encountered strange beasts wandering in the void, it would not attack. It would only try its best to escape.

Tens of thousands of kilometers ahead, they encountered more flying ships of the Heavenly Mystic World along the way. The situation on the battlefield was transmitted back.

Millions of reinforcements arrived on the battlefield and finally stabilized several captured worlds.

Now, the Heavenly Mystic army and the No Resentment Realm army were fighting on a few stars. The experts from both sides were attacking with all their might, wanting to defeat the other party.

The new army commander commanded Lu Yang to lead the army and fought a few fierce battles.

In those battles, Butcher Lu's name spread far and wide.

Han Muye's flying ship did not reach the front line. Instead, it landed on a star called the Huiming World behind them.

The Alchemy Conference was held in the Huiming World.

At this time, the Alchemy Conference hosted by Baili Xinglin had already been held for several days.

When Han Muye and the others arrived, they saw the alchemy qi that filled the sky interwoven into clouds.

Endless spiritual light covered this star.

One by one, the Spirit Channeling Meridian Replenishing Pills were refined and condensed into Cloud Pills. Then, they were stored in jade bottles.

"Brother Qin, we originally agreed to come in three months, but I didn't expect you to come so early." Seeing Qin Suyang, Han Muye, and the others arrive, Baili Xinglin looked happy.

The other martial grandmasters also smiled and went forward to pay their respects.

According to previous calculations, the first batch of one million Sword Pills would take at least three months to refine.

Therefore, they had agreed to wait for the pills to be refined.

About three months later, they would be sent to the Alchemy Conference as a reward.

Now this was completely beyond expectations.

Qin Suyang raised his hand and a sword core appeared.

Baili Xinglin reached out to take it. After examining it, she nodded in satisfaction.

"How many sword cores did Brother Qin bring?"

Qin Suyang chuckled and turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye raised his hand and took out a jade box.

This jade box was a treasure that could hold a lot of items in its space.

At this moment, it was first filled with pills.

Sword cores.

Half a day later, sword light soared into the sky above the Huiming World.

The hundreds of thousands of alchemists who participated in the Alchemy Conference each had at least one or two sword cores to protect themselves.

These people each practiced their sword cores, and surging sword qi surged into the sky.

Baili Xinglin, Han Muye, and the others stood at the side, but they did not stop him.

"Muye, do you have a way to increase the power of this Sword Core?"

Looking at the scattered sword lights, Baili Xinglin asked in a low voice.

This sword light looked magnificent, but it was actually chaotic and disorderly. If an expert really came, it would be completely harmless.

Qin Suyang also turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's Sword Dao cultivation should be stronger than his.

"Increase the combat strength of the Sword Core…" Han Muye muttered to himself.

The simplest method was to increase the medicinal power of the Sword Core.

Each of the Sword Pills in his hand could unleash a thousand times the combat power of this simplified version.

However, that was not a good thing.

Firstly, the cost of such a pill was too high. One pill cost millions of spiritual rocks.