Chapter 11

Since the Purple Flame Sword is willing to follow me, I might as well let it.

The broken sword in front of me just happens to fill the gap of a missing sword in the Sword Pavilion.

Han Muye's actions can be considered embezzlement.

But in the eyes of the Sword Pavilion's observers, it really isn't a big deal.

With so many sword artifacts, who cares if one or two are missing?

Huang Lao Liu even hid a pretty good sword, and yesterday, Han Muye saw him secretly polishing it.

Looking at the broken sword on the table, Han Muye gently reached out and secured it.

A faint sword aura emerged from his palm and infused into the broken sword.

The broken sword trembled slightly, and at the fracture, a thin, barely visible blue aura intertwined.

After ten breaths, Han Muye let go.

"It really works."

Seeing the now reconnected broken sword, a hint of joy flashed across his face.

When the sword aura in his body and the aura in the sword artifact blended and circulated, he had already thought about exploring the use of sword aura.

Now, it seems that it is indeed beneficial to sword artifacts.

Although the sword still has traces of the fracture and will break if swung, it is truly reconnected.

In the future, he can slowly repair it with sword aura, and it will eventually be as good as new.

It only cost him thirty-two strands of sword aura to repair the broken sword, and Han Muye felt it was worth it.

He still has many strands of various sword auras left in his body.

To obtain more sword aura, he just needs to frequently polish the long sword.

After placing the repaired long sword on the wooden rack, Han Muye began polishing the long sword again.

In the afternoon, Huang Lao Liu, who had slept for a while and looked much better, came out and frowned when he saw Han Muye polishing the long sword.

But he didn't say anything to stop him.

Han Muye only has three months left to live, so let him do what he wants.

"Someone came to exchange a sword, and I drove them away."

While polishing the long sword, Han Muye spoke.

Exchange a sword?

Huang Lao Liu flipped through the book on the long table, saw Han Muye's record, and frowned. "Luo Tian? The legitimate son of Luo Yisheng, an inner gate steward?"

Han Muye turned his head and raised an eyebrow. "Is he also a royal relative?"

Huang Lao Liu closed the book and chuckled. "No worries, just a common figure in the inner gate. We Sword Pavilion observers don't have much interaction with them."

As he spoke, Huang Lao Liu looked up at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

"Since you came to the Sword Pavilion, it has become much livelier."

"In the past, it was common for no one to come for ten days or half a month."

As he finished speaking, a clear voice came from the entrance: "Disciple Mu Wan from the Alchemy Hall, here to see Senior Brother Han Muye."

Huang Lao Liu grinned and said, "So you're here for Han Muye."

Mu Wan?

Is she the little alchemist who gave me the premium pills yesterday?

Han Muye put away the long sword and walked to the entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

"I'll go out for a walk. You two can talk slowly." Huang Lao Liu's toothless smile looked a bit silly, but to Han Muye, it felt more endearing.

Huang Lao Liu patted Han Muye's shoulder, walked out of the Sword Pavilion, and chuckled at Mu Wan before leaving.

"Is this the Sword Pavilion?" Mu Wan, who had poked her head in, felt a chill all over her body. The bright light made her feel dizzy and disoriented.

The sword aura in the Sword Pavilion is indeed harmful. It seems it's not a lie.

Han Muye waved his hand, and all the sword artifacts in the pavilion seemed to receive a command, hiding their sword aura.

When Mu Wan stepped into the Sword Pavilion, she no longer felt any bone-chilling cold, as if her previous sensation was just an illusion.

"I only found out after I returned that those two solidifying pills were premium."

Han Muye took out the remaining solidifying pill and placed it on the long table.

"I'll return this one to you. I've already taken the other one. Once I gather enough spirit stones for the pills, I'll send them to the Alchemy Hall."

Since she came here, it wouldn't be right to hide it.

A premium pill costs fifteen spirit stones. It wouldn't be right to take such a benefit directly, especially from a young girl.

Hearing Han Muye's words, Mu Wan was taken aback, then covered her face and laughed.

"Senior Brother Han, do you think I came to ask for spirit stones?"

The girl has a good figure and pretty eyes. Her smile is quite charming.

Han Muye gave her a nine out of ten.

Mainly, her body hasn't fully developed yet, so there's still room for growth.

Seemingly sensing Han Muye's gaze, Mu Wan huffed and took out a small jade bottle.

"Yesterday, I was able to refine premium pills thanks to Senior Brother's guidance."

"These are the two solidifying pills from the third batch, and I've come to give them to Senior Brother."

Saying this, she placed the jade bottle on the long table.

"Give them to me?" Han Muye was a bit surprised.

In the cultivation world, junior disciples don't have an easy life.

No one has many extra spirit stones.

These two premium solidifying pills can be exchanged for quite a few spirit stones.

This little girl, this is quite interesting.

"Of course, I'm giving them to Senior Brother." Mu Wan's expression remained unchanged.

Han Muye reached out and took the jade bottle, then looked at Mu Wan. "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

Hearing his words, Mu Wan blushed but still nodded and said softly, "Senior Brother's words yesterday were very enlightening."

"Unfortunately, I am rather dull and couldn't understand them immediately."

Saying this, she looked up at Han Muye. "I've been trying to refine a certain pill recently, but I keep failing. I want to ask Senior Brother to take a look."

Take a look at refining pills?

This is a good deal for me.

Han Muye thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright, then, how about the day after tomorrow? I'll come to the Alchemy Hall in the afternoon."

He planned to go to the inner gate tomorrow to see if there were any suitable cultivation techniques.

"Great, I'll wait for Senior Brother at the Alchemy Hall the day after tomorrow." Mu Wan smiled, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

Han Muye shook his head, looked at the jade bottle in his hand, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

This is all money...

"Hey, where did that little girl go? She's leaving already? Not staying for a meal or something?"

Huang Lao Liu, who had returned from somewhere, poked his head in, first looking at Han Muye's room, then speaking with a hint of regret.

What are you thinking? Han Muye ignored him, opened the jade bottle, and poured out the two pills inside.

"Wow, more premium solidifying pills?" Huang Lao Liu leaned in, then his face showed envy. "How many spirit stones did you pay?"

"Little Sister Mu gave them to me." Han Muye put his own solidifying pill back into the jade bottle and said calmly.

Huang Lao Liu felt an urge to tear Han Muye's face off.

Do all female cultivators judge by appearance?

Can premium pills be given away for free?

"What, you want them?" Han Muye looked at Huang Lao Liu and handed him the jade bottle. "If Sixth Brother wants them, ten spirit stones per pill."

Huang Lao Liu frowned, about to speak, but Han Muye continued, "I want to gather some spirit stones and go to the inner gate's technique hall tomorrow to see if I can buy a cultivation technique."

"These solidifying pills aren't very useful to me."

Hearing this, Huang Lao Liu nodded.

Without a cultivation technique, the pill's effects can't be refined, so they aren't very useful.

If he could cultivate a body-strengthening technique, it would be different.

Perhaps, it could give Han Muye a glimmer of hope.

"Alright, I'll take the pills." Taking the jade bottle, Huang Lao Liu returned to his room, placed a bag of spirit stones on the table, and left.

Han Muye untied the bag and was taken aback.

Inside the bag were one hundred neatly arranged spirit stones.

"Inner gate techniques aren't cheap. Without a hundred spirit stones, you can't buy a good technique."

"Consider it a loan. Remember to pay me back with interest."

Huang Lao Liu's voice echoed.