Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Today, borrowing the 10,000-year suppression power of the Sword Pavilion would be detrimental to the Sword Pavilion.

At the very least, the power to suppress space would be much weaker. He would need to nurture his sword to recover.

However, by borrowing the power of the Sword Pavilion, he could control countless swords and transform them into a long dragon of sword light that could break through the barrier with a single slash. Such sword power was beneficial to his cultivation and comprehension.

Those who had never seen the sea would never know how vast it was.

Striding back to the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye did not go to the third floor. Instead, he moved and landed in the underground quiet room below the Sword Pavilion.

In the quiet room, it was as usual.

There was a small table, a wooden box, and a spinning golden plate.

However, there was a foot-long black sword on the small table.

Han Muye had given this sword to Bai Suzhen.

Han Muye walked forward, picked up the black sword, and pondered for a moment before opening the wooden box that was closed.

In the wooden box, a wisp of her hair was tied into a knot.

However, the wooden comb Han Muye had put in was missing.

“Senior Li Mubai, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?”

Holding the black sword, Han Muye said calmly.

Li Mubai.

The sect master of the number one demon sect in the Western Frontier, the Shangyang Demon Sect.

This person was actually in the secret place of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion!

Hearing Han Muye’s words, the originally spinning Blazing Sun Disc shook, and a black-robed figure appeared.

“Kid, you’re really smart to have the title of Immortal.”

Li Mubai sized up Han Muye. Although his expression was indifferent, there was a hint of admiration.

“I’m very curious. Senior, since you’re already here, why haven’t you left this realm?”

Han Muye looked at Li Mubai and asked.

This place was one of the three passageways to leave the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

With this little black sword as the key, he could leave.

Of course, the markings and spatial power in the black sword had been moved away by Han Muye. If he really wanted to leave, the black sword would not be able to do so.

“Who said I’m leaving?” Li Mubai shook his head as a smile appeared on his face. “Do you think I’m a demon cultivator who should leave the Western Frontier and go to that ethereal and unpredictable outer realm?”

Li Mubai’s words surprised Han Muye.

He did not expect Li Mubai to come to the quiet room below the Sword Pavilion without intending to leave the Western Frontier.

Under normal circumstances, outsiders would not be able to enter this quiet room.

Li Mubai and Bai Suzhen could come today because Han Muye had exhausted all his swords, causing the Sword Pavilion to temporarily lose its defense.

“It’s my girl who didn’t give up and insisted on coming to take a look.” A complicated expression flashed across Li Mubai’s face. Then he said in a low voice, “That wooden comb belongs to her mother.”

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

The wooden comb on the small table belonged to Li Mubai’s wife?

“Everyone says that I, Li Mubai, became a demon and personally killed my wife.” Li Mubai’s eyes were filled with loneliness and sadness as he lowered his head slightly.

Han Muye was a little surprised to see such an expression on the face of a peerless demonic cultivator.

“How could I bear to…” Li Mubai muttered.

If Li Mubai had not said it himself, Han Muye would not have known the truth of the rumors.

Back then, the Bai family’s young lady fell in love with Li Mubai, who had transformed into a down-and-out cultivator at first sight. She ignored her family’s objections and insisted on marrying him.

Those days were really beautiful.

However, Li Mubai eventually returned to the Shangyang Demon Sect.

Miss Bai also followed him to cultivate in the Demon Sect.

One was a peerless cultivator, and the other was a young lady from a merchant family. The difference in status and cultivation between the two slowly became apparent.

Outsiders might not notice, but Miss Bai found it hard to accept the difference.

“Ru was possessed.” Li Mubai clenched his fists.

“I tried everything. I couldn’t stop it.

“A demon grew in her heart and she was taken advantage of by the Heavenly Demon.” Li Mubai’s eyes revealed a strong killing intent.

“She, she wanted a child.

“Later, she asked me to end her life myself.”

Li Mubai looked up at Han Muye. “I came to the Sword Pavilion to send her off.

“Even though she had turned into a demon, I still couldn’t bear to make a move.”

Li Mubai’s eyes were filled with helplessness and self-blame. “I was incompetent and was unable to suppress the power of the Heavenly Demon.”

Heavenly Demon.

Han Muye remembered that Huang Six had been tainted by the demonic nature in this quiet room.

Is this the Demon Cultivation Domain?

He wondered if Huang Six, who had become a demon, would have a chance to return.

In the quiet room, Han Muye and Li Mubai were speechless.

After a long while, Li Mubai sighed and said, “My girl took her mother’s wooden comb and left this sword.

“Might as well.

“You and her are just like me and Ru back then.

“Fate cannot be forced.”

He could not force it.

Back then, Li Mubai and the Bai family’s young miss seemed to be a harmonious and beautiful couple, but one was a demonic cultivator and the other was a merchant’s daughter.

This gap could fill one’s heart with evil thoughts.

Today, Han Muye controlled the Sword Pavilion and broke the barrier with a single strike.

Even if Bai Suzhen had the Shangyang Demon Sect and the Bai family behind her, she could only look up to them.

With such a disparity, if they were really together, it would make people think evil thoughts in their hearts.

Holding the small sword, Han Muye didn’t know what to say.

“In the future, the Western Frontier will be your world. My Shangyang Demon Sect will restrain the demonic cultivators.

“I hope you can give us a chance to cultivate peacefully.

“I will leave the Western Frontier.”

When Li Mubai left, his back looked a little lonely.

This demonic cultivator didn’t seem to be as ruthless and brutal as the rumors said, Han Muye thought.

Well, how trustworthy could rumors be?

After returning to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye sat cross-legged and walked away. The sword Qi on his body guided the power in the Sword Pavilion.