Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 948 - 948 A Promise to Han Muye (3)

Chapter 948 - 948 A Promise to Han Muye (3)

948 A Promise to Han Muye (3)

“Little friend Han, I want to toast you.”

Li Qings.h.i.+ stood up and held up his wine cup, speaking to Han Muye.

Immediately, everyone in the hall turned to look at Han Muye again.

Mu Wan stood up in a panic, and Han Muye smiled and raised his cup.

“Young friend, you lent a helping hand to save my Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley from a great calamity.

“Today, in front of all the fellow cultivators here, I, Li Qings.h.i.+, make a promise. Han, my friend, you may make a request to our Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.”

“As long as our Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley doesn’t go against righteousness and ancestral teachings, we will spare no effort to fulfill it.”

A request!

These words made everyone present widen their eyes.

Although Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley had suffered a great catastrophe, its strength remained intact.

With hundreds of thousands of alchemy cultivators and even more alchemy apprentices gathered here, it was a powerful force that had to be treated with caution by all factions.

They were a great support in rebuilding the Upper Three Heavens, the acc.u.mulation of power that the entire Upper Heaven Region sought to contend for.

For a moment, everyone stared at Han Muye.

In the direction of the Sword Pavilion, Dan Mingtao, who had rarely spoken, also looked up at Han Muye.

At this moment, just a few words from Han Muye could bring endless wealth rolling in.

Perhaps, with just one sentence, he could influence the overall situation of the Upper Heaven Region.

If Han Muye spoke up and asked Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley to form an alliance with the Sword Sect, would Li Qings.h.i.+ agree?

Or perhaps, this was Li Qings.h.i.+ intentionally giving the Sword Sect an opportunity for an alliance?

The people of Yuling Dao Sect and several other major sects showed a solemn expression on their faces.

Han Muye held his wine cup, his expression calm.

He turned to look at Mu Wan beside him, then raised his wine gla.s.s and drank it all in one gulp.

“Elder, Junior Sister Mu has received care in the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley. I express my grat.i.tude here,” he said.

“If there is anything that Han Muye can help with when Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley faces difficulties, I will definitely help.”

Upon hearing his words, Mu Wan’s expression changed slightly, and a glimmer of brightness flashed in her eyes.

His Senior Brother’s promise was not simple.

Prime Minister Han of the Heavenly Mystic, a swordsman of millions, had already reached the pinnacle of sword cultivation. His promise could match the promises of any major sect in this land.

Upon hearing Han Muye’s words, Li Qings.h.i.+ was initially stunned, then smiled and nodded.

The elders of the sects behind him were first astonished, then turned their heads towards the seating area of the Sword Pavilion.

Was this a promise from the Sword Pavilion or Han Muye himself?

Dan Mingtao frowned but remained silent.

The experts from the other large sects did not say anything either.

When the banquet ended, the atmosphere became somewhat somber.

After all, none of the sects got what they wanted.

When the crowd dispersed, the faces of many people grew cold.

“What’s the background of that person named Han? How did he rescue the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley back then?” An old man wearing a green Daoist robe turned to the middle-aged Daoist accompanying him.

The middle-aged Daoist looked a little bewildered.

“Han Muye, that name sounds somewhat familiar,” whispered a Daoist wearing a jade-colored robe, carrying a long sword on his back.

“Could it be the Han Muye from the Dao Battlefield? I remember there was someone with that name in the Heavenly Mystic’s Dao Battlefield. They say his swordsmans.h.i.+p is extraordinary,” said an old man with gray hair beside the Daoist.

“The Dao Battlefield? Isn’t Junior Brother Su Jinzi in the Dao Battlefield? He should be returning soon.”

“If this person is coming from the Dao Battlefield, then there’s no need to worry. The Dao Battlefield is just a small place, thousands of miles away, and it’s nothing significant.”

The proud Upper Three Heavens cultivators couldn’t possibly care about a tiny Dao Battlefield, let alone believe that it had any connection to the opening of the Immortal Ascension Platform.

The sacrifices made by the powerful figures in the Dao Battlefield and all the planning were kept among those powerful figures.

They couldn’t possibly spread such matters.

Sacrificing an entire region of thousands of miles of land would tarnish their reputation if it were known.

“Zhao Yu, tell us what you know about this Han Muye,” After returning to the guest room and side hall arranged by the medicine valley, Dan Mingtao turned to look at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu quickly recounted his encounter and acquaintance with Han Muye in the Suwei world.

“He can break your sword and he’s only a trial partic.i.p.ant under the control of the Sword Pavilion” Dan Mingtao said solemnly.

“The Sword Pavilion is currently in need of talents. If his cultivation and strength can match yours, there’s no harm in giving him an official disciple status.”

Hearing Dan Mingtao’s words, Zhao Yu’s face lit up with joy.

“Master Uncle Dan is right. Although I didn’t use my full strength back then, Brother Han seemed to have held back.

“If Master Uncle wants to recruit him into the Sword Pavilion, I can tell him.”

Dan Mingtao nodded and waved his hand. “There’s no hurry. Let’s see how he deals with those guys.”

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on his face. “I saw his words today. He’s also an arrogant person.”

Zhao Yu laughed as well.

Not only did Han Muye not make a request to Medicine Valley in the hall today, but he also made his promise.

Such arrogance was that of a sword cultivator.

Han Muye and Mu Wan returned to the small courtyard. Not long after, someone came to visit.

“Five Sheep Pavilion, Du Chengshan. Perhaps Brother Han hasn’t heard of the name of Five Sheep Pavilion, but Sister is definitely aware,” said the fat cultivator in a robe, patting his stomach and looking at Mu Wan.

Mu Wan shook her head.

Du Chengshan’s face froze.

“Hehe, it seems that Fairy Mu enjoys a peaceful life of alchemy cultivation.” He laughed, dispelling his embarra.s.sment, and then continued, “The Five Sheep Pavilion is the largest business in the Immortal Source World.”

“We have five Heavenly Venerables in the Five Sheep Pavilion, and our strength can dominate the Upper Three Heavens.”

Five Heavenly Venerables?

Han Muye nodded. Under Du Chengshan’s proud gaze, he asked, “I wonder how many of you five Heavenly Venerables are in the Upper Heaven Region now?”

Du Chengshan’s face turned slightly red as he raised one finger.

“Just one?” Han Muye said softly. “Well then—”

“Not a single one,” Du Chengshan said with difficulty.

Mu Wan, who was by Han Muye’s side, almost burst out laughing.

“Although we don’t have any Heavenly Venerables in the Five Sheep Pavilion, we have one Half-Dao Ancestor and three Sages.

Du Chengshan said, emanating a unique sense of Dao intent characteristic of a Half-Sage.

This aura surged, causing the surrounding void to gently tremble.

Han Muye nodded, looking at this semi-Sage expert. “I wonder, Senior Du, what brings you to find me?”

“I know you come from the Dao Battlefield, and I know that you killed a Half-Sage from the Zhao Yang Dao Sect in front of the Medicine Valley hall,”

Du Chengshan stared at Han Muye, patting his chest. “The Five Sheep Pavilion excels in the business of information.”

Being well-informed, naturally, they were the first to arrive.

“You can sell me the promise you made to the Medicine Valley, and I will help you establish a foothold in the Upper Heaven Region.”

Du Chengshan lowered his voice. “If the Heavenly Mystic Dao wins, in the future, you can cooperate with my Five Sheep Pavilion to exploit the resources over there.”

“We will a.s.sist you in establis.h.i.+ng your own power in the Upper Heaven Region.”

Exploiting the Heavenly Mystic and establis.h.i.+ng power in the Upper Three Heavens.

This was indeed a good suggestion.

In fact, what Du Chengshan said was not entirely wrong.

As good as the Heavenly Mystic might be, it couldn’t compare to the rich spiritual energy of the Upper Three Heavens.

The Heavenly Mystic was just a springboard, a stepping stone.

In the future, Han Muye should develop in the Upper Heaven Region and have his own power there.

With the help of the Five Sheep Pavilion, this faction could be established quickly.

“You are someone accustomed to being a leader in a region. I believe you wouldn’t stoop to being an ordinary disciple in the Sword Pavilion, right?”

“With your combat power, what’s the point of being a virtual elder or something similar?”

Du Chengshan seemed to have seen through Han Muye, and almost every word he said accurately grasped Han Muye’s status and strength.

Even Mu Wan couldn’t help but hesitate and turn to look at Han Muye.

“Senior Du seems to have a very clear understanding of the Dao battlefield?” Han Muye spoke lightly.

Du Chengshan laughed out loud and proudly said, “There’s nothing in this world that our Five Sheep Pavilion doesn’t know about.”

He glanced at Han Muye, then lowered his voice and said, “There will definitely be others coming later. I don’t think they can offer a higher price than me.”

“I’ll wait for your news at the Jade Disk Hall.”

With that, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Han Muye watched him leave and shook his head with a light smile.

Even though the Five Goat Pavilion walked the path of commerce, they still possessed the arrogance of the Upper Three Heavens sects.

If Du Chengshan had even a little more understanding of the Dao battlefield, he wouldn’t dare speak to me like this!