Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 2156: 912, Upon All-Encompassing Peak

Chapter 2156: 912, Upon All-Encompa.s.sing Peak

To become the successor to the Sect Master of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.

The former master of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, Guo Hua, was wholeheartedly devoted to glorifying the inheritance of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, determined to become the Sect Master of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.

Otherwise, if he had simply cultivated peacefully on Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, who would have framed him without reason?

Guo Hua had already collapsed, and the inheritance of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak was nearly severed.

Fortunately, Han Muye’s sword cultivation and Talent seemed to be even stronger than Guo Hua’s.

As long as Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak stayed out of affairs and quietly cultivated, they would certainly amaze everyone.

But today, the young master of All-Encompa.s.sing Peak, the son of Yun Shang, and the grandson of the Sect Master Xia Mingtang, Xia Lang, came in person to convey the Sect Master’s promise.

If Han Muye helped the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect through this difficulty, he would become the next in line for the Sect.

Han Muye might not care, but would everyone on Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak share that sentiment?

Did they want to fulfill Guo Hua’s dying wish?

Before the grand hall, there was complete silence.

Yao Heceng looked at Han Muye with a complex expression.

Having finished speaking, Xia Lang stood there without saying another word.

It was as if he were really just a messenger.

It was as if the person who had forced his father, Xia Yun Shang, into the Sword Prison wasn’t standing right before him.

“Good, Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak is willing to exert effort for the sect.”

Han Muye’s voice finally rang out.

All those present showed changing expressions yet remained silent.

No one could make decisions for Han Muye.

The people of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak just had to accept Han Muye’s decision.

“Once the sect’s crisis is averted, I want Guo Hua’s sword bones to be brought into the Sword Nurturing Hut,” Han Muye’s voice echoed once more.

Zhang Mingyuan had previously promised to place Guo Hua’s sword bones in the Sword Nurturing Hut, but now, with the continual battles, it seemed the sect had forgotten about this matter.

“That is only natural,” Xia Lang responded loudly.

He raised his hand in greeting to Han Muye, “Peak Master Han has a profound understanding of righteousness, Xia Lang admires you.”

“Please, Peak Master Han, enter the sect’s council hall to discuss the matter of resisting the formidable enemies.”

After speaking, he gestured to everyone around him and turned to leave.

Yao Heceng glanced at Han Muye, then looked at Zhang Mingyuan and others, murmuring “Take care” before he, too, departed.

Watching the two leave, the atmosphere on Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak became heavy for a time.

For so many days, Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak had remained neutral; everyone knew there would eventually come a day when the sect would want Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak to get involved in the strife.

Taking on the task would mean a life-or-death ordeal for every disciple of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak.

Just cultivating practice, such an ordeal was inevitable.

“Heh, Nephew Peak Master, you go ahead, Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak fully supports you.”

“Yes, Peak Master, you go ahead, we of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak are united as one, with no intention of holding you back.”

In front of the plaza, everyone looked at Han Muye, their voices speaking out in turn.

Han Muye nodded and, with a flicker of his form, turned into a gleaming streak of Flowing Light.

“Let’s see if this is going to be a calamity or a grand occasion for our Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak,” Du Chen, the elder with white whiskers, spoke softly while a gleam flashed in his eyes, looking at the disciples in front of the grand hall.

As one of the two surviving elders of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, he had watched the fall of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, and also witnessed all the disciples diligently cultivating, their strengths rapidly increasing.

Perhaps, this was Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak’s chance to rise!

“Elder Martial Brother Du, if we can help Peak Master Han ascend to the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect, even if we die, it would have been worth it,” Mei Yuchang, standing next to Du Chen, murmured with a look of emotion and excitement on his face.

If it hadn’t been for Han Muye’s intervention last time, they would have already perished, and the inheritance of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak would have been severed; now, facing another struggle didn’t seem all that daunting.

On the plaza of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, a faint battle intent was spreading.

…

Enveloped in drawn sword qi, Han Muye moved freely, shooting through the air as a sword light that vanished in a flash.

In less than half an hour, he was already standing at the base of All-Encompa.s.sing Peak.

According to the rules of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect, he should have descended the sword light and walked up the peak.

But Han Muye didn’t care about these rules. He continued directly as the sword light roared upward towards All-Encompa.s.sing Peak.

“Who is he?”

“This man is arrogant, daring to disregard the rules of All-Encompa.s.sing Peak like this!”

The disciples guarding the foot of the mountain all whispered in low voices, anger surging as they stepped forward.

However, before they could reach Han Muye, they were already repelled by his sword light.

“Are you seeking death? This person is the master of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak!” A low shout came, causing everyone to tremble.

The master of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak, single-handedly plunged All-Encompa.s.sing Peak into the current state of disarray, with the peak master imprisoned in Sword Prison and the loss of many experts under the onslaught of attacks from all sides.

The group of All-Encompa.s.sing Peak disciples retreated in panic, turning their heads to look at their own caretaker steward.

“Elder Martial Uncle, are we going to let this master of Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak trample on the rules of All-Encompa.s.sing Peak like this?” a young disciple asked through clenched teeth, unwilling to accept this quietly.

The others also showed anger on their faces.

These disciples felt a strong sense of belonging to their own sect and peak.

“Heh, since he has come to All-Encompa.s.sing Peak, after this…” The steward shook his head, a hint of mirth showing on his face.

…

The main hall atop All-Encompa.s.sing Peak was simple, exuding a touch of decay.

Cultivators do not care for such external things; constructing a majestic hall is merely to demonstrate the depth of their foundation.

When Han Muye approached the main hall, the hall was already filled with sword Qi and wrapped in battle intent.

“Let’s fight them.”

“Right, Heavenly Roaring Sect has gone too far.”

“Sect Master, even the Hao Tie Dao Sect dares to oppose our All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect?”

“Do these sects think our All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect is undefended?”

The main hall was filled with shouts, as chaotic as a marketplace.

Han Muye’s sword light descended, instantly quelling the noise.

Gazes turned towards Han Muye.

He recognized most of the figures among them.

They were the elders and masters of the various peaks of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.

The white-robed elder sitting at the head was clear-eyed and benevolent, with sword intent flowing in the opening and closing of his eyes.

This was Xia Mingtang, the Sect Master of the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect.

Han Muye walked slowly into the main hall, his gaze clas.h.i.+ng with the sword intent in Xia Mingtang’s eyes.

The void between the two seemed nonexistent, with streaks of Flowing Light intertwining, as if their sword intents were battling.

But this scene came and went quickly.

In an instant, the main hall was calm again.

“Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak’s Han Muye greets the Sect Master and all seniors.”

Han Muye’s voice rang out.

Faint responses could be heard in the main hall, but they were slight; no one dared to greet Han Muye before the Sect Master had spoken.

At the high seat, Xia Mingtang’s originally stern face relaxed into a smile.

“Peak Master Han, when the All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect is in peril, and Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak steps forward, I, on behalf of our entire sect, express my grat.i.tude.”

Xia Mingtang stood up, looking at Han Muye.

His blood essence surged, carrying a hint of battle intent.

This battle intent was not brought on by Han Muye but originated from pillars of blood essence light in the distant sky.

“Dong—”

“Dong—”

The bell tolling for the arrival of a formidable foe resounded.

Xia Mingtang clenched his fists, issuing a low shout, “Peak Master Han, are you willing to lead Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak to fight for All-Encompa.s.sing Sword Sect, taking the lead in battle?”

Starting off with the lead in battle, Xia Mingtang was indeed direct.

Everyone in the main hall watched Han Muye.

For the past half-year or more, Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak had not made a move, while the other peaks had suffered heavy losses.

This time, it was Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak’s turn to shed some blood.

Han Muye’s expression unchanged, he looked up at Xia Mingtang and spoke loudly.

“Since the Sect Master wants Moon-Encompa.s.sing Peak to battle, may I ask if the rewards for merit will be given according to the rules?”