Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

With that, he carried Huang Zhihu and left.

“Let her go.”

Han Muye shouted behind him.

Tao Ran had no choice but to let go.

Mu Wan, who had obtained the pill, was distracted. Han Muye instructed her and turned to leave the Waterside Residence to return to the Sword Pavilion.

Before he reached the Sword Pavilion, he saw many people standing in the square in front of the Sword Pavilion.

In the middle of the square, two sword cultivators were exchanging blows.

“This sword cultivator from the Central Continent is not bad. He won three rounds, right?”

“Not bad. He looks like a scholar. He can fight even when he draws his sword.”

“The next round will be the inner sect disciples. I wonder if this person can lure Senior Brother Yang Mingxuan from the Sword Pavilion to attack?”

According to the rules of the Sword Pavilion, the sword cultivators from the Central Continent had to defeat the outer and inner sect disciples before challenging the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

If they wanted to challenge Han Muye, they needed to defeat Yang Mingxuan and the other gatekeepers of the Sword Pavilion.

The Heavenly Gate to the Central Continent had been open for a month. Many sword cultivators from the Western Frontier went to the Central Continent. There were also sword cultivators from the Central Continent who came to the Western Frontier to challenge them.

A true expert knew what kind of power it meant to be able to open the Heavenly Gate with a single strike. Naturally, they would not rashly go up the Nine Mystic Mountain.

Those young and vigorous cultivators were proud of the cultivators of the Holy Land of the Central Continent. In their eyes, the Heavenly Gate was a disgrace to the Central Continent.

Many young sword cultivators came together to challenge the Nine Mystic Mountain and close the Heaven Gate.

In the end, they were naturally defeated.

So far, there were no true sword masters.

Han Muye had planned to recruit experts to work in the Fire Source World. Until now, not many people were qualified to go.

Those with weak cultivation and swordsmanship would be courting death if they went to the Fire Source World.

Ignoring the competition in front of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye walked straight into the Sword Pavilion.

Golden light flashed as the Sword Pavilion’s array formation rose.

After exhausting the Sword Pavilion’s sword qi last time, Han Muye used his sword qi and sword intent to nourish the Sword Pavilion’s sword every day.

There was an unexpected gain.

In the past, when his sword qi was nurtured in the sword, it would take two to three days to produce one.

Now, sword Qi could be produced in a day, and Han Muye’s control over the entire Sword Pavilion was becoming more and more relaxed.

The Sword Pavilion existed in an illusory space and was an extremely rare treasure.

After entering the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye sat cross-legged and took out the Wooden Golden Pill he had refined.

Without hesitation, he sent the pill into his mouth.

A faint fragrance entered his throat, and the pill instantly turned into liquid. Then it fused into a green aura that circulated in his body.

At this moment, Han Muye could feel the wood attribute power surging around him.

Countless plants on the Nine Mystic Mountain seemed to show joy.

People said that plants were heartless, but in fact, plants also had emotions…

Wood attribute affinity maxed out.

This was a mystical power. It could gather wood attribute affinity at the maximum level and could trigger wood attribute spiritual herbs. Wood attribute demons were close to it.

However, this wood attribute affinity was different from other attributes. It actually needed constant maintenance and not a solid state.

If the damage to the wood attribute was too great, it would instead reduce the integration of the affinity power.

Raising his hand, a golden lotus seed appeared in Han Muye’s palm.

The lotus seed flickered with golden spiritual light, as if it was extremely attached to his palm.

A faint green aura surged out of his palm and enveloped the lotus seed.

Green gas enveloped the lotus seed. The lotus seed trembled slightly. Then power surged from it and broke through the outer shell, revealing a small green sprout.

As soon as Xiao Ya appeared, the surrounding spiritual qi fluctuated and turned into a vortex.

Without hesitation, Han Muye raised his hand and shattered 10 spiritual pearls.

The spiritual pearl’s spirit energy, which was rich in water vapor, enveloped the little sprout.

The sprout was activated by the green qi in Han Muye’s palm. It was wrapped in spiritual energy and began to grow quickly.

In less than 15 minutes, the small sprout in Han Muye’s palm had grown into a lotus more than three feet tall.

There were seven to eight green lotus leaves and three emerald buds.

Below, a jade-colored lotus root as long as a child’s arm was held in his palm.

A cloud circulated on the lotus leaf.

Cloud Golden Lotus.

Typically, it would take hundreds of years for it to grow to such a large size. Now it had actually reached such a level in a short period of time.

A door of light appeared in front of Han Muye.

He took a step forward and landed in the Fire Source World.

The place where the Cloud Transforming Golden Lotus grew required extremely powerful firepower. In the Fire Source World, such places with dense firepower could be seen everywhere.

At this moment, Han Muye was standing in the Fire Source Palace’s encampment.

After getting support from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, the disciples of the Fire Source Palace no longer needed to wander around.

This encampment was a place filled with the power of fire.

“Elder Han.” The few Fire Source Palace elders guarding the teleportation formation hurried forward to pay their respects.

Han Muye’s status in the Fire Source Palace was the inheritor of the Blazing Sun Palace.

The Fire Source Palace was inherited from the Blazing Sun Palace, so it was naturally respectful to Han Muye.

He was revered as a Supreme Elder in Fire Source Palace, a being even more honorable than the Palace Lord.

In fact, this identity had little to do with the legacy of the Blazing Sun Palace. The real reason was that the Fire Source Palace needed the support of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

Han Muye nodded and gave a few instructions. Then, under the lead of an elder, he found a hall covered in flowing flames.

Han Muye sent the Cloud Transformation Golden Lotus into the flowing flames.

The verdant golden lotus swayed in the flames, looking very comfortable.

In the future, with the comfort of the wood attribute, this golden lotus might be able to bear lotus seeds in a few decades.

If he could really nurture the Cloud Golden Lotus, Han Muye was prepared to nurture all the Cloud Golden Lotus Seeds in his hands.

If such a treasure that could only be chanced upon by luck could be artificially cultivated, wouldn’t disciples with Immortal Spiritual Roots come easily in the future?