Chapter 37

Ji Yuan, the outer sect disciple who had been missing for a year, had his sword, for some unknown reason, delivered to the Sword Pavilion.

From that sword, Han Muye saw Ji Yuan fall off a cliff and also saw his sister's heart blood being used to refine a sword.

A dead man, not only came back to life, but also ruthlessly killed his fellow disciples.

Moreover, Ji Yuan, who was originally just an outer sect disciple, effortlessly slaughtered a group of inner sect disciples of the Fire Pulse.

What secrets lay behind this?

The scenes seen in the thirteen long swords were largely the same.

The Fire Pulse was truly in decline. A few executives with relatively good cultivation skills focused on their own well-being, severing ties early and leaving the disciples to fend for themselves.

Due to the incomplete inheritance, the disciples could not improve their combat strength.

After registering the thirteen long swords back to the pavilion, the black-robed Sword Sect disciples left.

At sunset, Huang Lao Liu returned with a wine gourd, his expression not very good.

"There's going to be a big event in the Sword Sect," Huang Lao Liu said in a low voice to Han Muye after checking that no one was around.

"During the pursuit of the evil disciple Qin Yuanhe from the Tai Ling Sword Sect, the Fire Pulse suffered heavy losses. Several elders were furious and blamed the Sword Battle Hall for its incompetence."

Huang Lao Liu shook his head and analyzed the situation on the mountain, then said firmly, "I think Qin Yuanhe must be at the Core Formation stage; otherwise, he couldn't have caused such a big storm."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that Han Muye's expression hadn't changed and was taken aback.

"You already know?"

Han Muye nodded and pointed to the book on the long table: "Thirteen Fire Pulse disciples have fallen, their swords returned to the pavilion and registered."

Huang Lao Liu opened his mouth but didn't say anything more.

The next morning, shortly after the Sword Pavilion opened, the miscellaneous disciple Lu Gao quietly came to the pavilion.

He stood outside, not daring to enter, and it was Han Muye who saw him and came out to greet him with a smile.

Lu Gao came to get familiar with Han Muye, exchanged a few greetings, and then chatted about matters inside and outside the sect.

The news of the thirteen Fire Pulse disciples' deaths had already spread throughout the sect, and even Lu Gao, a miscellaneous disciple, knew about it.

"Qin Yuanhe is said to be a Heaven Realm expert who can kill thirteen inner sect disciples with a single wave of his hand. Brother, you have to be careful," Lu Gao said in a low voice, looking around.

When did Qin Yuanhe become a Heaven Realm expert?

Han Muye smiled and shook his head.

If Qin Yuanhe saw him, he would probably turn and run.

"Brother, don't take it lightly. When a Heaven Realm expert acts, mountains crumble and the earth splits. We mortals, like ants, will suffer."

Seeing that Han Muye didn't take it seriously, Lu Gao earnestly warned him.

"Also, it's said that the sect has intentions to merge with the Fire Pulse. Many elders were running around last night."

"Since it's a lineage, they control many resources. Whichever lineage swallows them will greatly increase their strength."

Despite being a miscellaneous disciple, Lu Gao had access to a lot of inside information.

Han Muye's eyes gleamed, and he nodded slightly.

The elders of the sect didn't hide their intentions, and the news had spread to the miscellaneous disciples, so the merger of the Fire Pulse was likely true.

"But the biggest matter for the sect right now is the pursuit of Qin Yuanhe."

"Many messengers left the sect last night, summoning various sects within a three-thousand-mile radius. It seems our Nine Profound Sword Sect is getting serious."

When Lu Gao left, Han Muye smiled and saw him off, inviting him to come again.

His invitation made Lu Gao very happy.

"Sixth Brother, I'm going out for a bit," Han Muye said to Huang Lao Liu after Lu Gao left.

Huang Lao Liu waved from behind the long table, then suddenly looked up and said, "Don't tell me you're going to see that White Shopkeeper? I have to warn you, Sister Mu Wan has done so much for you; you can't betray her."

See Bai Suzhen?

Han Muye did indeed have the idea of visiting the Suzhen Building.

"Cough, I'm going to find Senior Brother Zhao Pu. He left a token, didn't he?" Han Muye said, holding up Zhao Pu's token.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Huang Lao Liu sat back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

When the Sword Pavilion's sword viewers had no tasks, they were quite idle.

This job was easy and lucrative, but it could shorten one's lifespan.

With Zhao Pu's token, Han Muye didn't immediately go to Zhao Pu's cultivation place; he went to the Demonstration Hall first.

Zhao Pu might be there.

At the Demonstration Hall, Han Muye found a quiet room and left a message on the jade wall.

"Room 134, seeking a demonstration of the second level of Iron Ox Strength, reward: five spirit stones."

The second level of Iron Ox Strength should only be known by Zhao Pu or a few others in his lineage.

If Zhao Pu or someone from his lineage saw the message, they would likely come.

Unfortunately, the message circulated for a while, but no one came.

Han Muye removed the message and saw other messages on the jade wall.

One of them was a request for a demonstration of the third level of Green Wave, with the price already raised to twenty merits.

Han Muye was about to take the task when he suddenly paused.

"Room 11, long-term request for a demonstration of the Blaze Sword Technique, reward: one thousand merits."

One thousand merits was a huge reward.

One merit was worth a hundred spirit stones, so one thousand merits was ten thousand spirit stones.

Moreover, the message indicated it was a long-term request, suggesting that the Blaze Sword Technique had not been demonstrated for a long time.

With Mo Yuan's explanations of various cultivation basics, Han Muye was no longer a novice.

The Five Profound Sword Techniques were the most advanced sword techniques in the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Above the Five Profound, there might be more, but they required Heaven Realm cultivation to perform, making them essentially extinct.

Blaze was one of the Five Profound Sword Techniques.

The Fire Pulse sword technique, passed down by Elder Tao Ran.

Obtaining the Purple Flame Sword, Han Muye had inherited the Fire Pulse's legacy.

With a tap, he selected the message.

At that moment, a middle-aged sword cultivator in Room 11, who had been dozing off, suddenly jolted awake, his eyes wide open.

"Someone has taken the task arranged by Master!"

"How is that possible? No one has taken this task for so many years, and now, with the Fire Pulse in decline, how could someone come to take the task?"

He stood up, ready to leave the room, when the door was pushed open.

A man in a white robe, his face covered by a bronze mask, strode in.

"Are you the one who wants a demonstration of the Blaze Sword Technique?"

"Bring the sword."

Bring the sword?

Hearing that the other party really wanted to demonstrate the technique, the middle-aged sword cultivator bowed and said, "I am Shen Muyang. This task was left by my master, Elder Su Yuan of the Sword Sect."

"Didn't you post the task?" Han Muye was a bit disappointed and looked at the bowed Shen Muyang. "Do you still want the demonstration of the Blaze Sword Technique?"

Do or not?

Shen Muyang was stunned, unsure how to respond.

A few years ago, his master often searched for opportunities in various Demonstration Halls and the sect's library, but recently he had given up and only sent them, his disciples, to check occasionally.

Everyone knew that the Fire Pulse's Five Profound Sword Technique had been lost with the founder's defection.

The person in front of him, though masked, sounded young. How could he possibly know the Blaze technique?

Could it be that someone from another lineage was testing them?

Thinking this, Shen Muyang's expression darkened slightly, and he handed the long sword to Han Muye.

"Fine, please demonstrate the Blaze Sword Technique."

As he spoke, Han Muye already had his hand on the hilt.

"Clang—"

The long sword was drawn.

"Hum—"

A flash of sword light, a sea of fiery red like flowing clouds surged, and the scorching sword qi raged, making Shen Muyang's face change drastically as he stepped back.

"Blaze!"

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