Chapter 47

Choosing a sword, one must first observe the person.

Han Muye watched Zhao Youzhi perform a set of sword techniques that suited him, then pondered slightly.

Zhao Youzhi's sword techniques were expansive and powerful, using both hands to wield the sword with great force.

The earth and stone lineage's sword techniques, Erxuan, Kai Shan.

After completing the set of sword techniques, Zhao Youzhi stood there somewhat nervously.

At this moment, it felt as if he were facing an examination by his seniors in the sect.

"Zhao, Junior Brother." Han Muye felt he should be a bit more aloof, calling himself Senior Brother to appear more authoritative.

"Senior Brother Han, please speak." Taking a deep breath, Zhao Youzhi spoke.

The other inner disciples also perked up their ears.

The two new arrivals were full of curiosity, their eyes fixed on Han Muye, who seemed somewhat relaxed.

What kind of guidance could one merit point buy?

"Junior Brother Zhao, are you left-handed?" Han Muye asked casually.

Left-handed?

Zhao Youzhi, along with a few familiar inner disciples behind him, were slightly taken aback, then shook their heads.

"Senior Brother Zhao is not left-handed." An inner disciple spoke softly, his voice tinged with disappointment.

Could it be that Senior Brother Han, who was skilled at guiding outer disciples, lacked the discernment when facing inner disciples?

Huang Laoliu's lips twitched, and he glanced at Han Muye.

No way, this business just opened, and it's not a red start but a yellow one?

Zhao Youzhi bowed to Xu Cheng and said, "Senior Brother Han, although I use both hands to wield the sword, I am not—"

He paused.

Then he froze, his expression changing.

The inner disciples behind him looked at him, wondering what was wrong with Senior Brother Zhao.

"I remember now, when I was very young, my left hand was more agile. Then, when I was seven or eight, my parents forced me to change."

Zhao Youzhi looked up at Han Muye, his eyes filled with deep admiration. "If not for Senior Brother's reminder, I would have forgotten that I was once left-handed."

After he finished speaking, the first floor of the Sword Pavilion fell silent.

The inner disciple who had doubted Han Muye's discernment turned red with embarrassment.

Huang Laoliu grinned, his missing tooth showing, and laughed silently.

This Han kid is impressive, able to see through even a changed habit.

The two new inner disciples' eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Han Muye's fingers lightly tapped the table, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Zhao Youzhi.

"Junior Brother Zhao, have you ever considered changing your sword technique?"

Change sword technique?

Zhao Youzhi was completely bewildered.

What's going on?

So many questions?

"Your sword technique is quite good, with a solid foundation."

"For this set of techniques, a few minor adjustments would suffice."

Fortunately, Han Muye didn't let him remain confused for long and spoke again.

"However, I think if you don't practice the earth and stone lineage's heavy and stable sword techniques and instead practice left-handed sword techniques, you might be pleasantly surprised."

Practice left-handed sword techniques.

Senior Brother Han meant that practicing left-handed sword techniques might make him stronger.

Zhao Youzhi was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "Senior Brother, I believe a sword practitioner should be upright and straightforward. I like this kind of sword technique."

Han Muye nodded.

This Zhao Youzhi has a good character, a good person.

"Row fifteen, number 9526, Golden Lion."

"The sword is three feet and eight inches long, weighing thirty-one pounds."

Spreading out the book in front of him, Han Muye recorded it directly.

Zhao Youzhi walked over, found the long sword, and his face lit up with joy.

The sword looked heavy and solid, feeling stable in his hand, exactly the kind of sword he wanted.

Han Muye gave Zhao Youzhi a few more instructions, guiding him on how to improve his sword technique. Finally, he said, "If you ever want to change your sword, you can come back."

Change sword?

Holding the Golden Lion sword, Zhao Youzhi grinned.

I will never change this sword.

In less than half an hour, the eight of them, including Zhao Youzhi, had all chosen their swords.

"Alright, you can leave. This Sword Pavilion is not a place for you to linger."

Han Muye waved his hand and leaned back in his chair.

Zhao Youzhi and the others looked at each other and bowed.

"Senior Brother Han, when we complete our mission and return, we will invite you and Brother Liu for a drink." Zhao Youzhi said and turned to leave.

The others followed.

"Senior Brothers, have a good trip, a safe journey..." Lu Gao called out sincerely from the entrance.

In the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye stood up, took a piece of burlap, and went to polish the swords.

It was time to collect sword qi.

This time, he collected two thousand five hundred sword qi, then infused them into other sword weapons.

Collecting sword qi and simultaneously comprehending sword techniques, Han Muye found this process enjoyable.

Sitting far away, Huang Laoliu watched Han Muye's spirited appearance and turned his head away, baring his teeth.

He didn't want to suffer alongside Han Muye.

In the afternoon, three more disciples came to collect swords, one inner disciple and two outer disciples.

Perhaps Han Muye's reputation hadn't spread yet, and these three followed the rules, even when Huang Laoliu hinted and suggested, they still didn't get the hint.

Penny-pinching.

For the next two days, Han Muye continued to polish swords, collect sword qi, and infuse sword qi, then comprehended a few more sword techniques.