Chapter 39

Tuo Ba Cheng's gaze was fixed on Han Mu Ye, as if he were looking at a piece of fine jade.

Zhao Pu, standing beside him, also had a look of astonishment and shock in his eyes.

They had spent several days deducing the Iron Ox Technique, evolving it to the Ninth Ox level.

Beyond this, they could not achieve any further.

Everyone believed that this technique had reached its limit, the Ninth Ox level, and the Seventh Level of Cultivating Essence.

Tuo Ba Cheng said that the Iron Ox Technique should have more to it, but he could not determine the direction for the next step.

He sought out Han Mu Ye because Han Mu Ye had discovered the secret of the Iron Ox Technique, and naturally, this technique should be passed on to him.

Secondly, Tuo Ba Cheng wanted to meet Han Mu Ye to see if there was anything special about someone who could uncover the secret of the Iron Ox Technique.

He did not expect that Han Mu Ye would bring him such a pleasant surprise.

Seeing that Han Mu Ye seemed startled by his words, Tuo Ba Cheng smiled.

"Kid, the profound body cultivation techniques all aim to ultimately condense powerful bloodlines, returning to the primeval era."

"You mentioned earlier that the Ninth Ox could merge, and this ordinary thousand-jin ox might transform into an ancient primeval ox, or a green water ox, or other powerful bloodlines from ancient times."

"Such a technique, not to mention Cultivating Essence, could even reach the Foundation Establishment or even the Earth Realm."

As he spoke, Tuo Ba Cheng lightly rubbed his hands and looked at Han Mu Ye. "Kid, with your insight, you will definitely become a True Disciple in my sect within ten years."

True Disciple!

Tuo Ba Cheng was a powerful elder in the sect, and his True Disciples were prominent figures in the entire Sword Sect.

Hearing Tuo Ba Cheng's words, Zhao Pu's eyes showed envy.

A True Disciple in ten years, who wouldn't want such a promise?

Han Mu Ye did not expect Tuo Ba Cheng to give him such high praise.

Discovering the secret of the Iron Ox Technique was just a coincidence, relying on his golden finger.

To become a body cultivator and continuously practice body cultivation techniques?

If he hadn't cultivated the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Source and mastered sword intent, experiencing the power of a sword cultivator, Han Mu Ye might have agreed.

Now, he only wanted to slowly cultivate in the Sword Pavilion until he cultivated three thousand sword intents, condensed sword momentum, and unleashed the powerful Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Source.

"Uncle Master, I still want to be a Sword Observer in the Sword Pavilion."

"Senior Elder Gao has been very kind to me."

Han Mu Ye's response made Zhao Pu's eyes widen.

A Sword Observer?

Only a madman would choose to be a difficult-to-cultivate Sword Observer.

Why couldn't Han Mu Ye, who had such high insight in cultivation, see the path clearly?

At the head of the table, Tuo Ba Cheng's gaze was fixed on Han Mu Ye.

After a moment, he chuckled.

"It seems that Senior Brother Gao also values you..."

He understood the meaning behind Han Mu Ye's words.

The elder of the Sword Pavilion also valued Han Mu Ye.

Although outsiders believed that the Sword Observers in the Sword Pavilion had no achievements in cultivation, as a powerful elder of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, Tuo Ba Cheng knew more.

There were cultivation methods in the Sword Pavilion.

However, the cultivation in the Sword Pavilion was for dominance in this life, not for immortality.

In the end, how many cultivators in the world could achieve immortality?

Exchanging sixty years for dominance in this life, and a sword that could rival the Heavenly Realm, such a thrilling experience was not impossible.

Cultivation ultimately depends on fate.

Tuo Ba Cheng did not persuade further, only allowing Han Mu Ye to come to the Three Stones Hall to practice body cultivation techniques at any time.

This made Han Mu Ye very grateful.

When Zhao Pu saw Han Mu Ye off, he was still somewhat reluctant.

Since his master valued him, why didn't this guy know how to cherish it?

"By the way, Brother Han, the Iron Ox Technique was discovered in a relic in the Western Border. At first, it was just considered an ordinary body cultivation technique, and we didn't pay much attention to the relic."

"Looking at it now, there might be more secrets there."

Looking at Han Mu Ye, Zhao Pu whispered, "When there's a chance, let's go and explore it."

Exploring the relic where the Iron Ox Technique was discovered?

Han Mu Ye's eyes lit up, and he nodded lightly.

A place that could produce a technique like the Iron Ox Technique must have other good things.

Moreover, the further development of the Iron Ox Technique, as Tuo Ba Cheng said, whether it should follow the path of the green water ox or the ancient primeval ox, or other ancient bloodlines, it would be best to have a reference.

The relic might contain the subsequent parts of the Iron Ox Technique, allowing for a more direct development.

"Alright, when the time comes—"

Before he could finish, someone called out from a distance, "Brother Zhao Pu!"

Han Mu Ye turned to see a white-robed inner sect disciple walking over.

Xu Ming, whom Lin Shen had introduced, hoping Han Mu Ye would become his disciple.

However, Xu Ming had looked down on Han Mu Ye and even scolded and humiliated him and Lin Shen.

"Hey, are you the one Lin Shen introduced to be my disciple?" Xu Ming walked up, glanced at Han Mu Ye, and spoke coldly.

He looked at Zhao Pu and laughed lightly. "I heard this person has good insight and talent, but his character is too poor, and he is restless. I refused Lin Shen's request back then."

"Lin Shen's vision in the outer sect is getting narrower and narrower."

With that, Xu Ming laughed. "Brother Zhao Pu, you wouldn't be interested in someone like him, right?"

Interested?

Zhao Pu's face turned sour.

Your master wants to take him as a True Disciple, and you speak of him so poorly.

Doesn't that mean your master's judgment is narrow?

Han Mu Ye stood to one side, coughed lightly, and bowed. "Brother Zhao Pu, I'll take my leave first. I'll come to visit Uncle Master Tuo Ba in a couple of days."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Brother?

Uncle Master?

Xu Ming's face showed confusion.

What's going on?

This kid was introduced by Lin Shen to seek a master in the outer sect.

How did his seniority suddenly increase so much?

Moreover, his master is very proud and rarely allows outsiders to connect with him, yet this kid directly calls him Uncle Master?

"Hmph, even your master appreciates his insight and wants to take him as a True Disciple, but you look down on him."

"Ha, Xu Ming, your vision is truly high, even higher than your master's!"

Zhao Pu flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.

True Disciple?

Your master wants to take him as a True Disciple?

Xu Ming's eyes widened as he looked at Han Mu Ye's retreating back.

How could this be...

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Han Mu Ye returned to the Sword Pavilion. Huang Lao Liu stretched and muttered, "Another day with no harvest."

"By the way, that white-robed shopkeeper came again. He seemed unhappy to know you're still alive."

Unhappy?

Han Mu Ye looked at Huang Lao Liu's expression and chuckled.

Huang Lao Liu was trying to bring him and Mu Wan together, so he was wary of Bai Suzhen.

However, he didn't dare to get too close to Bai Suzhen.

Huang Lao Liu closed the door of the Sword Pavilion, took his wine gourd, and retreated to his room.

Han Mu Ye shook his head, returned to his room to rest for a while, and when it was completely dark, he stood up, tidied his clothes, and walked to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Today was the first day of the fourth month.

It was the day the elder of the Sword Pavilion had asked him to go to the third floor.

Taking a deep breath, he climbed to the third floor and bowed to the elder of the Sword Pavilion, who was sitting in meditation.

"Disciple Han Mu Ye pays respects to the elder."

The elder of the Sword Pavilion nodded and pointed to the cushion in front of the long table.

"Sit."

As soon as Han Mu Ye sat down, the elder of the Sword Pavilion spoke calmly, "Han Mu Ye, why do you want to stay in the Sword Pavilion?"

Han Mu Ye's whole body trembled.