Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 67 - Is this really the protagonist's destiny?

Chapter 67: Is this really the protagonist’s destiny?

Han Muye looked at Huang Six and said with a smile. “I understand now. Brother, you want me to watch other people’s sword techniques and find a flaw to tell Sister-in-law.”

Huang Six naturally knew his methods in observing sword techniques.

Huang Six was originally prepared to rely on this ability to become rich.

Seeing that Han Muye had seen through his thoughts, Huang Six blushed and whispered, “Brother Han, you have to help Sister Ping.”

“She wants to fight for a good ranking at this gathering and help Clear Wind Temple earn some glory.”

“After all, she has cultivated in Clear Wind Temple for so many years. Even if she wants to leave, she wants to do something for the sect.”

Han Muye nodded.

If Lu Qingping wanted to accompany Huang Six back to his hometown to live in seclusion and leave Clear Wind Temple, it was a reasonable choice to repay the sect with the ranking of this gathering.

However, the inherited sword technique of Clear Wind Temple was just like that. Even if one was proficient in it, one might not be able to stand out at the gathering.

If he wanted to help Lu Qingping win a few more rounds, he really needed to observe the methods of the other sects and find flaws.

“Alright, I’ll take a look when the gathering starts.”

After being instigated by Huang Six, he wanted to see how the elite disciples of the various sects fought.

Would they be able to slash out with their sword and cause a huge explosion with their Dao techniques?

He was really just curious about this, not the female disciples.

After putting away the linen cloth used to wipe the sword, Han Muye returned to the quiet room and took out the cloth bag containing the herbs.

“Brother, I’ll go out for a while.”

Hearing him say that he was going out, Huang Six glanced at him and said, “That Storeowner Bai is not someone to be trifled with.”

“Brother, I am quite good at judging people.”

Seeing Han Muye turn around to look at him, Huang Six said softly, “I think Junior Sister Mu Wan is more suitable for you.”

‘Mu Wan?’

Han Muye shook his head and whispered, “Brother, have you heard of the Mu family who can refine sixth-grade pills?”

Huang Six was stunned, then his eyes widened. “That girl is from that Mu family?”

Han Muye nodded.

Huang Six slapped his thigh, his face full of frustration. “If I had known that she belonged to that family, you should have directly—”

At this point, he waved his hand and muttered, “The background of Mu family and Sword Caretaker has quite a huge disparity…”

“Unless …”

When he looked up, Han Muye had already walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

Perhaps because there were many people from the other sects, the Nine Mystic Mountain became much more lively.

He carried the pill bag to the sect market near the Pill Hall. People in various colored robes could be seen everywhere.

There was really nothing good in this small market specially prepared for outer sect disciples, but it could not stop these other sect disciples who had not seen the world, right?

The Suzhen Store was also crowded.

The two green-clothed girls greeted with sweat all over their heads and sold all kinds of spiritual herbs and pills.

There wasn’t much left on the shelves.

Han Muye waited in the shop for a while and saw Bai Suzhen accompanying two young men in purple robes down from the second floor.

Bai Suzhen was all smiles.

It seemed that she had negotiated another big deal.

“Senior Brother Han—” Bai Suzhen abandoned the two young men and quickly walked to Han Muye.

“Senior Brother Han, if you aren’t coming any sooner, I would have gone to look for you.”

“You really don’t miss me?”

Han Muye shook his head and said, “No.”

Huang Six was right. Bai Suzhen could not be provoked.

Bai Suzhen rolled her eyes at him. Seeing that he was carrying a pill bag, she quickly lowered her voice and said, “Senior Brother Han, let’s talk upstairs.”

After saying that, he led Han Muye upstairs. When he met the two purple-robed young men, he nodded slightly.

“Who is this person that Miss Bai regards so highly?” On the left, a young man with a youthful face looked at Han Muye’s back as he went upstairs.

The other purple-robed young man shook his head and said indifferently, “Don’t think too much. You can’t match up to Miss Bai’s status.”

The young man froze and lowered his head.

Upstairs, Han Muye placed the pill bag on the small table and said, “I’m still lacking some spiritual herbs to refine the lifespan-increasing pills. Do you have any?”

He listed the names of the few spiritual herbs he was missing.

After Bai Suzhen heard this, she nodded and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I had kept an eye out for you. I have them.”

She searched the shelves on the second floor and handed a few herb packets to Han Muye.

Han Muye took it and said, “You can just deduct the amount from the next pill payment.”

“Next one?” Bai Suzhen revealed a bitter expression. “I thought you brought pills today.”

“Senior Brother, hurry up and refine a few more furnaces of pills. There are many foolish spenders at this sect gathering—”

Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and chuckled.

It seemed that she had really earned a lot.

However, Han Muye did not believe that she could sell all the supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pills he had refined so quickly and not have any in stock.

This Bai Suzhen was really shrewd.

“Storeowner Bai, I told you to pay attention to the various sects that came to attend the sect gathering this time. Have you investigated?”

Han Muye didn’t dwell on the pill and changed the topic.

Bai Suzhen also stopped smiling and nodded. “My subordinates specially went to investigate. There are a total of 83 sects that came.”

So many!

Han Muye knew that there were many gathering sects, but he did not expect them to be close to a hundred of them.

Seeing Han Muye’s expression, Bai Suzhen smiled and said, “The Nine Mystic Sword Sect is the overlord of a radius of hundreds of thousands of kilometers. This time, less than a hundred factions came, and it’s because there’s no publicity.”

“Otherwise, it would be normal for a thousand sects to gather.”

“Do you really think the nine sects of the Western Frontier are comparable to ordinary sects?”

Hearing Bai Suzhen’s words, Han Muye was certain that the force behind her must be one of the nine sects.

The sense of superiority in her words was buried deep in her bones.

Bai Suzhen then explained some of the sects that had gathered this time. She mentioned which ones were stronger and which ones were just there for show.

After Han Muye left with the pill bag, Bai Suzhen leaned over and muttered, asking him to quickly refine a few more furnaces of pills.

Leaning closer, he could smell the faint fragrance on her.

Han Muye felt that he had to stay away from this demoness.

After leaving Suzhen Store, Han Muye did not go to the nearby Pill Hall.

There was no alchemist in the Pill Hall who could refine pills that could increase lifespan.

Wind stirred under his feet as he left.

15 minutes later, he had arrived at the Waterside Residence.

At Elder Su Liang’s residence.

Some time ago, the female cultivator, Jin Yuan, told him that Su Liang was interested in how he could solve the issue with his lifespan and invited him to meet Elder Su Liang.

Han Muye had come this time to take the opportunity to meet Elder Su Liang and beg her to help him refine pills that could increase his lifespan.

The disciple at the door made a report upon his arrival. Sure enough, Elder Su Liang invited Han Muye in.

“Disciple Han Muye greets Elder.”

Han Muye bowed. When he looked up, Su Liang sized him up.

“Are you an official disciple of the Sword Pavilion?”

After a long time, Elder Su Liang’s words made Han Muye tremble.

The Sword Pavilion Elder gave him a small sword and said that it was the ident.i.ty token of a disciple of the Sword Pavilion.

Before he even took it out, Elder Su Liang had already guessed his ident.i.ty?

“If you can survive the sword Qi entering your body and even condense sword Qi, Senior Brother Gao will definitely take you in as an official disciple of the Sword Pavilion.”

Elder Su Liang shook his head and looked away from Han Muye. Then he muttered to himself in a low voice, “After 60 years, the Sword Pavilion is taking in an official disciple again. Is the Nine Mystic Sword Sect going to rise again…”

‘He only took one disciple in after 60 years?’

Han Muye was a little fl.u.s.tered.

Did he really have the destiny of a protagonist?

“You found the Bright Origin Bone and the Marrow Transformation Fruit? Your luck is not bad.”

“I’ll help you refine the lifespan-extending Pill. Consider it a gift for becoming an official disciple of the Sword Pavilion.”

Elder Su Liang’s voice sounded.

Han Muye was sure that he must have the destiny of the protagonist.

“Are you going to refine a lifespan-extending pill that can increase your lifespan by one year, or five years?” Elder Su Liang looked at Han Muye with a bright gaze.