Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 317 - Eastern Sea Business, Body Tempering Atavism (2)

Chapter 317: Eastern Sea Business, Body Tempering Atavism (2)

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In the cultivation world, strength was everything.

Heaven Realm cultivators were the top figures in the Western Frontier.

They never needed to answer to anyone.

The black-bearded old man slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Muye. “I’m Ye Canghe from the Tang Mountain Sword Sect. I’ve cultivated the sword for 800 years and reached the second level of the Nascent Soul realm.

“Not to mention dominating the Eastern Sea, my sword cultivation is considered shocking in the Eastern Sea.

“Just now, I used the power of the Sword Dao to suppress the fellow Daoists of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.”

Ye Canghe glanced at Han Muye, then at Tuoba Cheng and the others from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

“Taking a conciliatory half-step today, I’ll apologize to you on behalf of the Tang Mountain Sword Sect.”

One sword, half-step.

On Ye Canghe’s body, a vast cloud and sword light turned into a thousand-foot dragon shadow that coiled up in s.p.a.ce.

The shocking power collided with the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s protective array, causing it to tremble as if it would shatter at any moment.

A Heaven Realm cultivator.

Was there anyone in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect who could make a Heaven Realm cultivator retreat half-step with a single strike?

The disciples looked at each other and subconsciously turned their gazes to Tuoba Cheng.

The person present today might be this person who could make this Heaven Realm cultivator take a step back, right?

Tuoba Cheng glanced at Han Muye, whose expression remained unchanged, and took a step forward.

“Tuoba Cheng seeks Senior Ye’s guidance.” Tuoba Cheng cupped his hands, and then the White Tiger Scroll appeared behind him.

White tigers condensed and followed him.

Ten of them.

A hundred of them.

The white tiger condensed into an ancient sword-toothed tiger. It was a thousand feet tall and had cold fangs. It roared at the sky, its voice shaking the world!

Ye Canghe’s expression was solemn, and the azure dragon formed by the sword light roared.

Dragon roars and tiger roars shook the mountains and rivers.

Han Muye stared at Tuoba Cheng.

He knew that Tuoba Cheng was very strong.

Every time he saw Tuoba Cheng recently, he could feel that he had become stronger.

He wanted to see how strong this future sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was.

Could he make a Heaven Realm expert take half a step back?

In today’s situation, as long as Tuoba Cheng could make a Heaven Realm expert take half a step back in front of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, not only would the cohesion of the sect disciples increase, but Han Muye’s goal of building the Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Pavilion into a holy land of the Sword Dao would also take another step forward!

This was Han Muye’s goal!

To achieve this goal, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had to crush all sword cultivators!

“Roar—”

The condensed primordial saber-toothed tiger rushed out.

At this moment, all the power of the protective array on the Nine Mystic Mountain collapsed and condensed on the saber-toothed tiger’s body, turning into a golden armor.

The armored saber-toothed tiger collided with the coiled Azure Dragon.

“Bam—”

The Azure Dragon let out a sorrowful cry and turned into clouds. The clouds filled the sky and covered the entire world.

The golden saber-toothed tiger also turned into nothingness, and endless blood qi surged.

The disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect outside the mountain gate could not help but retreat 10,000 feet away.

When everyone opened their eyes, Tuoba Cheng and Han Muye were already gone.

It was unknown where the eight sword cultivators from the Tang Mountain Sword Sect from the Eastern Sea had gone.

“Did Elder Tuoba win or lose?” Someone muttered as he looked at the empty mountain gate.

Beside him, someone turned around and shook his head. “The Tang Mountain Sword Sect is here for an alliance. Is victory or defeat important?”

Does it matter?

Isn’t it important?

Someone nodded, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng.

Someone shook his head, looking confused.

….

Outside the Sword Pavilion, in front of the stone steps, Han Muye was holding a long sword.

“This is Elder Xu Haosheng’s sword.”

At the bottom of the stone steps, Xu Ying cupped her hands and looked sad.

“Senior Brother Han, don’t worry. I’ll leave the Western Frontier with my sword and never return.”

After that day, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect would form an alliance with the Tang Mountain Sword Sect.

Xu Ying cultivated peacefully in the Tang Mountain Sword Sect. No one would hurt her.

If she dared to harbor any more resentment, the Tang Mountain Sword Sect might not keep her for the sake of the sect.

However, if one day her cultivation reached an advanced level and she could control the sect, it would be different.

However, Han Muye didn’t care about this.

By that day, the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect would have long become the holy land of the Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword.

Han Muye turned to look at Yang Shao and said softly, “What about you?”

What he meant was whether Yang Shao would stay in the Nine Mystic Mountain or go to the Eastern Sea?

Hearing his words, Yang Shao shook his head and said, “I’ve already been accepted as an in-name disciple by Master Mo. I’ll still go to the Eastern Sea.”

It was good to go to the Eastern Sea.

After that, Han Muye asked about Mo Yuan in the Eastern Sea. Yang Shao told him everything in a low voice.

In order to seek greater mastery of the Sword Dao, Mo Yuan challenged the Eastern Sea with his sword.

His sword technique, Return of 10,000 Swords, could only be restrained in front of him.

Mo Yuan did not hide anything. After defeating his opponent, he would give him pointers and then tell him the truth of the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords.

Along the way, Mo Yuan’s name resounded throughout the Eastern Sea.

Later on, Mo Yuan was invited by the Tang Mountain Sword Sect to stay in the Tang Mountain Sword Sect as a guest elder.

However, he had only taken in in-name disciples and not disciples.

According to Mo Yuan, he only had one disciple, Han Muye of the Western Frontier.

“Senior Brother Han, the juniors of the Eastern Sea Sword Dao, path of the sword, way of the sword all know your name. There are countless people who look forward to fighting you.” Yang Shao looked at Han Muye and smiled.

These words made Han Muye smile.

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely go to the Eastern Sea when I have the chance,” Han Muye said calmly.

Xu Ying looked up at him.

The challengers to the Eastern Sea would probably form a long line.

“Yang Shao, have you heard of the Jin family’s trading company?” Han Muye suddenly asked.

“Golden Dragon Trading Company?” Yang Shao nodded and said, “That’s one of the largest trading companies in the Eastern Sea. There are transactions between humans and demons.”