Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1280 - 1280 Meeting Old Friends Again, Mu Wan, Huang Six, Lu Gao... (2)

Chapter 1280 - 1280 Meeting Old Friends Again, Mu Wan, Huang Six, Lu Gao... (2)

1280 Meeting Old Friends Again, Mu Wan, Huang Six, Lu Gao… (2)

This pill was sold at an exorbitant price by the Five Sheep Pavilion.

As the Endless Heavenly Venerable spoke, Han Muye couldn’t contain his excitement anymore.

“Haha, young friend, it’s been two thousand years since your last visit, so you should hurry.” The Endless Heavenly Venerable turned to Li Yungang and Su Xinghe with a smile. “You two, please come as my guests to the Endless Sea.”

Li Yungang nodded and said, “Alright, I’ve heard that your Endless Sea is quite amazing. I’ll go take a look.”

Jia Wu was just a clone of the Endless Heavenly Venerable, and he had chatted with Li Yungang along the way. Now that he saw the original, he didn’t feel too unfamiliar.

Su Xinghe hesitated for a moment and then nodded, saying, “Sounds good. I’ll visit the Endless Sea first and then go to the Sword Pavilion.”

The Immortal Source was boundless, and the name of the Sword Pavilion had left a deep impression in Su Xinghe’s memory.

Returning to the mortal world, he felt a sense of oppression.

He was somewhat at a loss for this feeling and decided to go to the Endless Sea first to calm himself.

Han Muye paid no attention to them, cupped his hands, and turned into a sword light, cutting through the heavens and the earth, then disappearing.

Watching Han Muye’s sword, the Endless Heavenly Venerable couldn’t help but s.h.i.+ver.

If that sword had been aimed at him, he wouldn’t even have had a chance to dodge.

“This kid has established quite a foundation in the immortal realm, all through his sword skills,” Li Yungang said softly as he watched the sword light disappear, noticing the fear on the Endless Heavenly Venerable’s face.

The Endless Heavenly Venerable nodded.

The immortal realm was more ruthless than the mortal world, and Han Muye had relied on his sword skills to make a name for himself in the Immortal Sword Sect.

“Gentlemen, please—”

He raised his hand and stirred up a tide.

…

Han Muye traversed the void step by step, his sword light piercing through the heavens and the earth until he stopped before a brilliant three-layered world.

Immortal Source World.

At this moment, the Immortal Source World was no longer the ruined nine-layered world it once was, scattered with debris.

Even when standing far away, one could see the abundant spiritual energy s.h.i.+ning between the heavens and the earth.

As he walked forward, there was a surging of spiritual energy within the three-layered world.

How much spiritual energy had been gathered to create such a majestic force between heaven and earth?

To gather so much spiritual energy, it would probably require seizing at least one entire world.

It seemed that this little girl, Huang Zhihu, had been busy s.n.a.t.c.hing spiritual energy.

With a move, Han Muye landed on a floating meteorite with a radius of 100 miles.

Golden streams of light scattered around the meteorite and attracted it.

There were countless meteorites like this outside the Immortal Source World.

This was a rare formation.

It was with this method that the surrounding heaven and earth were locked, and the spiritual qi was locked.

The cost of setting up such a large array was also huge.

There were still many cultivators repairing the meteorites within a radius of a hundred miles.

Seeing Han Muye come, everyone took another look and turned around.

No special power appeared on Han Muye’s body.

“Third Brother Zhu, we can earn at least 300,000 spiritual rocks from transporting Jinling Steel to the Upper Heaven Region this time, right?” The person who spoke was a young man in his twenties, his face filled with inexperience and longing.

A group of more than ten cultivators sat in front. The leader was a middle-aged man in a gray robe with a vigilant expression.

“300,000 spiritual rocks?” A cultivator in his thirties shook his head and chuckled. “We went to the Upper Heaven Region to trade with the Five Sheep Pavilion because the price they charged was 50 percent higher than elsewhere.”

“50 percent more.”

“Oh my G.o.d, doesn’t that mean we can earn 500,000 spiritual rocks?”

There was a low exclamation from all around, a mixture of surprise and disbelief.

Third Brother Zhu, who was sitting in front, looked up and suddenly trembled.

“Where did that person just go?” he said in a low voice.

Everyone turned around, but there was no sign of Han Muye.

From beginning to end, they had only noticed Han Muye’s arrival, but they hadn’t seen when he left or how he left.

Suddenly, everyone stood up in shock and nervously looked around.

“Forget it, I saw that this person had a long sword on his back and looked young. He might be an elite disciple of the Sword Pavilion.”

“Right, I heard that the Sword Pavilion is gathering experts from all over in preparation for the Ascension Platform hundreds of years from now. This person might be another expert from elsewhere.”

Third Brother Zhu spoke in a low voice. Then he waved his hand and asked everyone to gather everything and leave quickly.

At this moment, Han Muye had already pa.s.sed through the meteorite formation and entered the Upper Heaven Region, which was once known as the Upper Three Heavens.

Without stopping, he headed straight for the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.

When he arrived at the Medicine Valley, he suddenly felt a sense of change in the familiar surroundings.

The Medicine Valley seemed to still look the same as it did back then, but because of the denser spiritual energy, it appeared greener in all directions.

“Are you here to buy pills?” a Medicine Valley disciple asked as he approached Han Muye.

“If you’re here to buy pills, you should go to the Cloud Heaven Medicine Hall 3,000 miles away.”

A disciple in a green robe stepped forward and blocked Han Muye.

He glanced over Han Muye’s body and saw the sword scabbard behind him. He smiled and said, “If you’re a Sword Pavilion disciple, you can move around the valley with your Sword Pavilion disciple ident.i.ty token.”

After a pause, the disciple lowered his voice and said, “Just stay away from the main hall and don’t disturb the Saintess’ cultivation.”

It seemed that the relations.h.i.+p between the Sword Pavilion and the Medicine Valley was quite good.

It made sense because Han Muye had once held the position of Sword Pavilion Master and was also the master of the Medicine Valley. In essence, these two forces were under his command.

Even if Han Muye quietly left and announced that he was in seclusion, these two forces were, in fact, still allies with close ties, both publicly and privately.

Han Muye raised his hand and took out a golden badge.

He really had the ident.i.ty token of a Sword Pavilion disciple.

Seeing this token, the Medicine Valley disciple quickly bowed and invited Han Muye inside.