Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

After leaving the medicine valley, Han Muye had a great time traveling around.

Mu Wan couldn\'t believe that her senior brother was really so idle.

"The Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley is a holy land for alchemy in the Immortal Source World and this realm."

On the flying boat, Han Muye looked at Mu Wan, who was sitting in front of him, and smiled, "Naturally, I\'m interested."

\'If you\'re interested, why did you leave?\'

Mu Wan stared at Han Muye.

"However, the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley is too loose, and there are too many people with their own machinations there.

"Having control over such a medicine valley is meaningless."

A profound look appeared in Han Muye\'s eyes as he looked into the distant void, "I\'m just waiting for them to cause a commotion.

"The most steadfast alchemists who stay behind, I will give them unexpected opportunities."

Unexpected opportunities.

Were the numerous spirit medicines hidden in the Ancient Cloud Galaxy and other voids enough?

From several explorations, Han Muye had already obtained the locations of hundreds of Ancient Divine Herb Gardens.

The collections of alchemy scriptures in the Ancient Divine Court, are the various alchemy inheritances enough?

Several divine court treasuries were opened, and with the help of the memories of the divine generals and sword treasures, Han Muye had pinpointed the location where the main hall of the Ancient Divine Court\'s book collection had collapsed.

When this hall, which gathered almost all the cultivation inheritances from the ancient era, is opened, there will undoubtedly be many alchemy inheritances inside.

Just taking out a bit of it would drive the current alchemists crazy.

Do these count as opportunities?

Only resolute alchemists were qualified to obtain it.

Mu Wan nodded, her eyes twinkling with many little stars.

Unimaginable opportunities.

Her senior brother had so many good things in his possession that they couldn\'t be counted.

In the void, flashes of light flickered, as if there was another chaotic battle.

Mu Wan couldn\'t remember how many times they had encountered this along the way.

The current Upper Heaven Region was indeed in a complete mess.

From the Upper Heaven Region to the void, there were conflicts between various sects everywhere.

"Clang—"

The sound of swords being unsheathed rang out, obviously Zhao Yu and the others taking action.

Having already understood Han Muye\'s temper, he definitely had to interfere in such a matter. He might as well attack directly.

According to Han Muye, as sword cultivators, it was their duty to punish the strong and assist the weak, to stand up against injustice, wasn\'t it their responsibility?

Sword cultivators should take care of matters that others dare not handle.

Having been reminded by Han Muye a few times, Zhao Yu and the others, as disciples of the Upper Three Heavens Sword Pavilion, naturally couldn\'t bear to let their arrogance be challenged.

Afterwards, when they encountered another chaotic battle, they directly drew their swords and settled the matter between the two sides.

As for whether these two sides would continue fighting after they left, they didn\'t concern themselves with that, it was best to turn a blind eye.

"Clang—"

The sound of sword clashes reverberated in the void.

Then several flashes of light rose up.

Surprisingly, the sword strike from the disciples of the Sword Pavilion didn\'t calm down the ongoing battle ahead, but instead attracted counterattacks.

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, his figure moved, and he flew towards the front.

The other disciples looked at each other and also flew away, leaving only two disciples dressed in blue robes from the Sword Pavilion to stay behind and protect the flying ship.

"The Sword Pavilion acts, bystanders step aside."

Zhao Yu shouted, and the spiritual light and sword light in the void in front of him paused.

The two Sword Pavilion disciples standing in front of the flying ship smiled.

This was the might of the Sword Pavilion.

It was accumulated over countless years in the Upper Three Heavens.

He had relied on the sword in his hand to kill his way out.

"Zhong Hai, Yu Hao, be careful and protect the flying ship…"

Right at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from ahead, followed by a resounding sword hum and dazzling spiritual light.

The expressions of the two Sword Pavilion disciples changed drastically. Just as they drew their swords, they saw spiritual lights transform into chains that sealed them within a hundred feet.

The light array isolated them.

Someone wanted to attack Han Muye in the flying ship!

This was an attempt to kill Han Muye!

The two Sword Pavilion disciples looked at each other in shock. The three layers of the Sword Pavilion appeared behind them. They slashed out with their swords with all their might, but they could only cause the light array to tremble slightly.

Couldn\'t get out!

It\'s over!

Fear and despair flashed in their eyes.

If Han Muye were to be intercepted and killed here, the Sword Pavilion\'s reputation would be completely ruined!

At a time of turmoil in the Upper Heaven Domain, reputation was synonymous with strength for the Sword Pavilion.

Once their formidable image was shattered, it would attract countless wolves ready to tear them apart.

The Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley was a good example!

"Boom!"

A sword struck the light array, and the Sword Pavilion disciple gritted his teeth while holding his long sword. "Senior Brother Zhong Hai, with our abilities, it will probably take at least fifteen minutes to break through this formation."

"Should I self-destruct the Sword Pavilion?" He had a resolute expression on his face.

Upon hearing his words, the Sword Pavilion disciple named Zhong Hai shook his head. "Junior Brother Yu Hao, there\'s no need for such extreme measures. The fact that they\'re only entangling us indicates that they don\'t dare to confront the Sword Pavilion head-on."

"Besides, Han Muye\'s strength far surpasses ours. Even if we manage to break free, it won\'t be of much help to him."

Taking a deep breath, he fixed his gaze on the light array ahead. "If he can\'t even withstand this situation, he doesn\'t deserve to possess so much wealth, nor does he deserve such attention."

…

At this moment, on the flying ship, Han Muye and Mu Wan were already standing side by side in front of the deck.

In front of the flying ship, more than 10 cultivators in black robes slowly gathered.

Their radiance converged, and their expressions turned indifferent and solemn.

However, their demeanor clearly indicated that they were not ordinary cultivators.

"Han Muye?"

The leader, an elderly Daoist with white hair and a colorful jade belt around his waist, looked at Han Muye and spoke calmly.