Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 114 - Fated wood seeking fish, combining two sword techniques

Chapter 114: Fated wood seeking fish, combining two sword techniques

The sword felt handy.

When Ning Yushen used his new sword, Lu Yao, to practice his sword technique, everyone’s eyes lit up.

The sword light was completely different from before.

It was solemn, sharp, and powerful. It was difficult to look at it directly.

Moreover, this sword light was several times brighter than before. As the sword light circulated, there was no slowing.

“The sword and human merges as one. This sword can at least increase Disciple-Nephew Ning’s combat strength by 30%!” Sun Mu looked at Ning Yushen, who had sheathed his sword and was standing quietly, and exclaimed.

Hearing Sun Mu’s words, the group of disciples were all excited and wished they could immediately go forward and receive a sword.

In front of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye stood with his hands behind his back. As long as he pointed out the swords, they would definitely be compatible.

Huang Six stood at the side and asked Gao Xiaoxuan to bring the sword from time to time.

Gao Xiaoxuan chose slowly, but the sword he chose was not bad either.

Lu Gao, who was covered in a black veil, and Lin Shen, who was carrying a large sword on his back, stood at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion with smiles on their faces.

Those inner sect disciples looked like they were fighting for vegetables from a market. They did not look like inner sect experts at all.

“Patriarch, what do you think of Little Han’s judgement?”

The Sword Pavilion elder stood there expressionlessly and spoke calmly.

“Judgement?” Patriarch Tao Ran had a strange expression and said in a low voice, “Can you achieve this just by having good judgement?”

He turned to look at the Sword Pavilion Elder, Gao Changgong. “Say, if you were to choose, are you able to remember the characteristics of all those swords in the Sword Pavilion?”

The Sword Pavilion elder shook his head.

“I knew it. This is not good judgement at all.” Patriarch Tao Ran’s eyes shone as he stared at Han Muye.

“The way I see it—”

“He was born to be a Sword Caretaker.”

…

It seemed to be very time-consuming to demonstrate sword techniques before choosing a sword. But actually, it saved the time for the disciples to choose a sword in the Sword Pavilion.

In less than two hours, nearly all 100 disciples had already chosen suitable swords. Only He Xuanqi had not chosen one.

He indeed had the demeanor of an inner sect expert. He could resist the temptation until everyone had chosen their swords. Then, he smiled and cupped his hands at Han Muye. “Senior Brother Han, it’s my turn.”

Han Muye nodded and watched him draw his sword and demonstrate his sword techniques.

“Hum—”

As soon as He Xuanqi unsheathed his sword, the sword light in front of him had already exploded like a violent wave.

“Good sword technique!” Someone behind exclaimed.

Although they had been summoned to Fengshou Mountain, they were not familiar with each other.

There were 3,000 inner sect disciples in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. How could they be familiar with all of one another?

Most of the top ten inner sect disciples like He Xuanqi had only been heard of.

Now that they had seen for themselves, he really had the strength of the top ten inner sect disciples.

No disciple in the arena could withstand that sword light.

Even the two famous inner sect elites were dazed.

Strong.

Sun Mu nodded slightly.

He was the leader of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s reinforcement army this time. It was naturally a good thing to have more experts under him.

The other two Earth Realm deacons also looked happy.

With experts among the disciples, the pressure on them would naturally decrease.

Sending reinforcements to Fengshou Mountain was not child’s play. Of course, the stronger the team, the better.

Han Muye stared at the sword light in front of him, the images in his mind changing.

He had comprehended the Three Mystic Sword Technique, Fated Wood.

It turned out that the inner sect disciple ranked tenth belonged to the wood-type lineage.

After He Xuanqi finished demonstrating his sword technique, everyone looked up at Han Muye.

This time, Han Muye did not directly point out the pros and cons of the sword technique like before, or directly point out the sword that he needed to receive.

He closed his eyes slightly and lowered his head to think.

He Xuanqi did not rush him.

Everyone waited.

Han Muye’s ability to choose a sword had already convinced everyone.

They wanted to know how much He Xuanqi’s combat strength could increase through Senior Brother Han’s sword selection.

“Not bad, not bad.” Sun Mu looked at He Xuanqi and nodded softly. “When I was young, my cultivation and combat strength were not even half of yours.”

He was not being modest.

In the cultivation world, those with strong apt.i.tude and talent had combat strength that far exceeded their peers.

There were very few among his peers who could compare to a top inner sect expert like He Xuanqi.

“Your sword technique is not bad. There are no major flaws,” Patriarch Tao Ran said softly.

Hearing his words, He Xuanqi heaved a sigh of relief.

He was already satisfied with the Patriarch’s evaluation.

In the entire Nine Mystic Sword Sect, there were very few people who could be evaluated by the Patriarch as without any major flaws.

“Changgong, what do you think?” Tao Ran turned to look at Gao Changgong.

Gao Changgong shook his head and said nothing. He looked ahead.

Patriarch Tao Ran smiled and said, “You’re still so stubborn.”

With that, he looked at Huang Six in front of him. “Zhenxiong, tell me.”

Hearing Patriarch Tao Ran’s words, Huang Six turned to glance at Han Muye, then said indifferently, “The Patriarch said that there are no flaws—”

He saw Han Muye’s eyes twitch and immediately understood. He chuckled and said, “I’m afraid that if there’s no flaw, it’s a flaw.”

He had worked with Han Muye for a long time and knew what he meant with just half a glance.

With this tacit understanding, they had earned a lot of spiritual rocks previously.

‘No flaw is the biggest flaw?’

‘What kind of far-fetched reason is that?’

He Xuanqi looked up at Han Muye.

The other disciples also looked up.

There had to be a reason for this evaluation, right?

Patriarch Tao Ran frowned and wanted to scold Huang Six, but he suddenly paused.

“Brother Six, you really have sharp eyes. You hit the nail on the head.” Han Muye looked up ahead, his eyes s.h.i.+ning.

“I was just thinking about how to phrase it properly.”

“The lack of flaws is the greatest flaw.”

Before He Xuanqi could speak, Han Muye said again, “Senior Brother He, we’re going to Fengshou Mountain to fight the demons.”

“Most demons are powerful. Your sword moves are layered and continuous, but it’s very easy to break the chain of moves. This way, you’ll be at a disadvantage.”

‘This way?’

He Xuanqi could not refute Han Muye’s reason.

At the side, Sun Mu frowned and said, “What Disciple-Nephew Han said makes sense. However, with Disciple-Nephew He’s swordsmans.h.i.+p, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

If He Xuanqi’s sword technique was against a human expert, the sword light would be endless and make people unable to resist.

However, the demons had thick skin and flesh. They would not fight back and instead attacked violently.

Such an unreasonable battle technique was He Xuanqi’s weakness.

“Elder Sun, I have two suggestions.”

Han Muye looked at Sun Mu and said in a deep voice, “Either switch to another inner sect expert to head to Fengshou Mountain.”

‘Another one?’

Sun Mu shook his head quickly.

Currently, most of the disciples below the Core Formation realm in the sect were at the foot of the mountain. It was already rare to call upon He Xuanqi.

“If you can’t replace him, then add one more.”

Han Muye looked at He Xuanqi and said, “Senior Brother He, there must be people in your sect who cultivate the Seeking Fish Sword Technique, right?”

“Fated wood seeking fish. When the two sword techniques combine, their combat strength will more than double.”

The two sword techniques combined.

He Xuanqi nodded and said in a low voice, “I have a junior brother who is cultivating seeking fish.”

“It’s just that his cultivation level is a little weak.”

Han Muye smiled and said, “Senior Brother, you should know that with your cultivation, as long as he cooperates, you don’t really need him to kill the enemy.”

He Xuanqi nodded.

“Alright, Disciple-Nephew He, go and find your fellow disciple. We’ll wait for you at the mountain gate.”

“This battle is dangerous. The Dual Sword Combination Technique can double your combat strength and increase your safety,” Sun Mu said without hesitation.

He Xuanqi cupped his hands and turned to leave.

Sun Mu led the group of inner sect disciples with high morale and strode away.

A moment later, He Xuanqi led a fellow disciple named w.a.n.g Hui over.

Han Muye chose a good sword for each of them.

“Senior Brother He, Senior Brother w.a.n.g, the two of you can practice the Dual Sword Combination Technique more. I wish you all the best.” Han Muye sent them to the door of the Sword Pavilion and cupped his hands.

“Thank you, Senior Brother Han.” He Xuanqi and w.a.n.g Hui hurriedly cupped their hands and turned to walk towards the mountain gate.

“Woo—”

A long horn sounded. Sword light rose outside the mountain gate and headed into the distance.

Standing at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye was quietly lost in thought.

“Senior Brother Han, what are you thinking?”

Gao Xiaoxuan, who was carrying the white fox, walked over and asked softly.

Turning around, Han Muye looked at the curious Gao Xiaoxuan and then at the white fox in his arms. He said softly, “I’m wondering how many swords will be returned after so many are sent out today.”

Hearing his words, Gao Xiaoxuan exclaimed, “They’re not returning it?”

“Won’t it be a loss if they don’t return it?”

Han Muye reached out to touch his head and shook his head. “I hope they don’t return their swords.”

Two days later, Han Muye and Bai Suzhen agreed to go to the Luo Yuan City Market to partic.i.p.ate in the auction.

Unfortunately, the flying wooden boat was full.

Manager He, who was driving the boat, stood outside with a bitter expression.

In the cabin, other than Bai Suzhen and Han Muye, there was also Lin Shen, who was going to be protect Han Muye.

On the other hand, Patriarch Tao Ran sitting in the cabin made the atmosphere in the entire cabin very strange.

Han Muye’s deal with Bai Suzhen should not be made known to Patriarch Tao Ran.

Although Patriarch Tao Ran also knew about their pill transaction, he only knew about the supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill and not the supreme-grade Essence Energy Nurturing Pill.

“Little girl, your father and I had a few meals together back then.”

“Although outsiders call your father a demon head, he still has his own principles.”

“Unfortunately, I also heard that your father’s temperament changed drastically when your mother pa.s.sed away unexpectedly.”

Patriarch Tao Ran knew a lot.

Han Muye listened with interest.

The eldest daughter of the Shangyang Demon Sect left home in a fit of anger and was in charge of all the businesses left behind by her mother.

Although the Sect Master of the Shangyang Demon Sect, Li Mubai, felt guilty, his personality had changed drastically because of his beloved wife’s death. He rarely showed concern about his daughter.

The relations.h.i.+p between father and daughter became very tense.

Han Muye sat at the side and listened to Patriarch Tao Ran’s ramblings. Looking at Bai Suzhen’s expression, he felt that if it weren’t for this Patriarch’s profound cultivation, he would have definitely been kicked off the flying s.h.i.+p.

He was basically exposing other people’s scars.

“Patriarch, I heard that there was a story behind your betrayal of the Nine Mystic Mountain back then?” Bai Suzhen’s words finally made Patriarch Tao Ran shut up.

…

The flying s.h.i.+p traveled for more than a day before stopping outside a small mountain city.

This was one of the neutral trading cities under the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, Luo Yuan City.

“Miss, the Spirit Nouris.h.i.+ng Pill you asked us to pay attention to will be auctioned this time. Most of the other items have already been displayed.”

The flying boat landed and an old man in a purple robe greeted them.

He bowed to Bai Suzhen and muttered. Then, he looked up and was slightly stunned.

“Patriarch Tao Ran?”

“The little deacon of the Shangyang Demon Sect.” Patriarch Tao Ran chuckled.

“Patriarch, let’s go to the market separately.” Han Muye, who had been silent, suddenly turned to look at Patriarch Tao Ran.

“Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to buy anything.”

These words made Patriarch Tao Ran’s expression stiffen. The corners of his eyes twitched as he continued. With a snort, he flicked his sleeve and his figure turned into a breeze and disappeared.

“Do you know why this guy lives in the Sword Pavilion after returning to the Sword Sect?”

“He’s too unpopular.” Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and laughed.

Han Muye nodded, his expression unchanged. “Let’s go and see what the auction items are.”

“Alright, I’ve long heard that Senior Brother Han is good at observing swords. There are many swords being auctioned over there. I wonder if Senior Brother can choose a good sword?” Bai Suzhen’s eyes lit up.

Shopkeeper He, who was originally a little tired from driving the boat, suddenly became energetic.

The eyes of the Shangyang Demon Sect’s steward flashed, then he said in a low voice, “Please follow me.”