Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



At once, numerous ice crystals formed within the surrounding void.

An icy chill spread instantly.

All the surrounding experts who had gathered became alert and retreated.

"We all have selfish motives when it comes to dividing the Alchemy Dao Holy Land. Why bother talking about righteousness?"

A dangerous cold light flickered in Dan Mingtao's eyes.

"I don't mind killing some insignificant people to keep this matter from being known."

With a single sentence, the surrounding space froze.

Those whose cultivation and backing were insufficient turned pale.

If this was the intention of the Sword Pavilion and several major sects, there would be no more than 10 sects left at the end of today!

Fortunately, the void trembled. The people from the Yuling Dao Sect, the Limitless Dao Sect, and the other large sects flew down and stood opposite Dan Mingtao.

"Fellow Daoist Dan, you've crossed the line."

"Dan Mingtao, does your Sword Pavilion really want to monopolize the Medicinal Valley?"

"The situation today doesn't have to come to this."

Some spoke coldly in opposition, some advised in kind words, and some sighed softly.

The atmosphere eased slightly.

At this moment, Li Qingshi, who was supporting the seven-story Sword Pavilion, walked out of the main hall and said lightly, "Gentlemen, those who come out from my Medicine Valley, I hope you treat them well."

Treat him well?

What did that mean?

The gazes of the crowd flickered as they looked towards the main hall.

Their divine senses intertwined, and in just a moment, everyone knew about Li Qingshi's decision in the hall.

Li Qingshi dismissed the elders and allowed them to make their own choices.

This made all the sects in front of the main hall full of joy.

Although they couldn't completely divide the Cloud Valley Medicine Valley, everyone gained something.

The elders and disciples of the Medicine Valley returned to their respective sects with spirit pills and medicinal herbs, greatly enhancing the potential and heritage of their sects.

No sect in the Upper Three Heavens could compare to the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley in terms of alchemy.

"Fellow Daoist Dan, since things have come to this, it doesn't seem appropriate for your Sword Pavilion to monopolize the books, right?" Du Chengshan looked up at Dan Mingtao, narrowed his eyes, and said softly.

Dismissing the elders but leaving the scriptures in the Medicine Valley.

These scriptures were treasures that were a hundred times more valuable than spiritual herbs and pills.

As Du Chengshan's words fell, everyone turned their heads to look at Dan Mingtao, waiting for his answer.

Did the Sword Pavilion want to keep the scriptures to themselves? They couldn't agree to that.

"Boom!"

Dan Mingtao's answer was that the sword light gathered on his body slashed down.

Outside Du Chengshan's body, layers of golden light barriers appeared. After shattering the twelve layers of light barriers, they blocked the sword light.

Since he dared to provoke them, he indeed had the right to do so.

The atmosphere in front of the hall instantly became tense.

The Sword Pavilion disciples unsheathed their swords, and all kinds of spiritual lights appeared in the Five Goat Pavilion.

If the Sword Pavilion was still the same as before, the Five Goat Pavilion would definitely value peace.

However, who was the master of the Upper Heavenly Domain today? Who didn't want to touch it?

In the cultivation world, the one thing that was never lacking was these struggles for power.

Dan Mingtao's expression was calm as he slowly raised his sword.

"Everyone, you might have misunderstood," Li Qingshi, who had been silent all this while, suddenly said loudly.

Misunderstanding?

Misunderstanding what?

In such a situation, what else was there to hide?

Du Chengshan sneered and looked at Li Qing.

Li Qingshi glanced at Du Chengshan and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Han Muye temporarily left this Sword Pavilion for me, to be used when I encounter danger.

"This seven-story sword pavilion has nothing to do with the Upper Heaven Region's Heaven Reaching Sword Pavilion."

Nothing to do with it!

It was not the sword pavilion, but Han Muye!

The hall fell silent in an instant.

Dan Mingtao slowly turned around and stared at Li Qingshi.

"Are you telling the truth?

No one present knew better than Dan Mingtao what the seven stories of the Sword Pavilion represented.

In his current sect, the seven-story Sword Pavilion was the strongest combat strength.

Each of the three elders who controlled the seven-story sword tower was a powerful figure in the sect.

It was because of seeing this seven-story sword tower that Dan Mingtao would spare no effort to protect the Medicine Valley, even at the cost of a battle.

But now, Li Qingshi actually said that this seven-story sword tower was left by Han Muye.

Who was Han Muye?

He was just a trial disciple of the Sword Pavilion. What qualifications did he have to control the seven-story sword pavilion?

Or rather, with his strength, how could he control a seven-story sword pavilion?

Be it Dan Mingtao, Du Chengshan, or the others, they all had strange expressions on their faces.

"Hehe, how could I dare to lie about such matters?" Li Qingshi held the seven-story sword tower in his hand, looking ahead.

"All of you are fellow cultivators from the Upper Heaven Region. I believe you wouldn't do something against righteousness and try to seize the treasures of my Medicine Valley, right?

"Or perhaps you want to wait and see what this Han Muye has to rely on, why he has a seven-story sword pavilion in his hands, and whether he truly has no connection to the sword pavilion?"

Li Qingshi's words were not polite.

He was slapping them in the face.

He was outright accusing them, saying that they were unfaithful and now lacked the courage to trouble him. They were simply fearing Han Muye.

If you have the guts, make your move now and see what the outcome will be when Han Muye returns.

However, the experts from various sects outside the hall remained silent.

Han Muye's departure, leaving behind this seven-story sword tower, was clearly meant to be a deterrent.

Anyone who made a move would undoubtedly be seen as a scapegoat, a tool for others to establish dominance.

Who wouldn't be afraid of a seven-story Sword Pavilion?

"In the Dao battlefield, the Heavenly Mystic's Prime Minister Han, what other identity does this person have that we don't know about?" A black-robed old man looked at the others with a dark expression.

Just based on his identity as the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Mystic, how could he have a seven-story sword pavilion?

"Hmph, a mere cultivator from outside the Immortal Source World, how influential could he be?" Du Chengshan snorted, his hands behind his back, speaking lightly.

The various sects in the Upper Three Heavens had always been proud.

The Upper Three Heavens' pride in suppressing this world and being the cultivation holy land came from its countless years of strength.