Chapter 59

The best swords were all brought out.

Han Muye shouted, and everyone in the shop turned to look at him.

Young, wearing a standard white robe.

Can't be provoked.

Most people quietly stepped back.

This place is just two hundred miles from the foot of Jiuxuan Mountain; who wouldn't recognize the inner disciple robes of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect?

"Is this senior brother here to choose a sword?"

"Quickly follow me, I have many fine swords in my Zhenling Treasure Shop."

"Senior brother, I wonder under which elder you are cultivating? My second cousin's father-in-law's younger uncle is also on Jiuxuan Mountain..."

The shopkeeper, with a chrysanthemum-like smile, approached and led Han Muye and Lu Qingping upstairs.

"Senior brother, are you choosing a sword for this immortal lady? Seeing her noble aura, she must be a true cultivator with heavenly cultivation."

The shopkeeper chattered on, leading Han Muye and Lu Qingping to the top of the stairs.

"Wow, that's an inner disciple of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect on the mountain, right? Otherwise, He Bapi wouldn't be so enthusiastic." A blue-robed cultivator, holding a sword he was reluctant to put down, muttered.

"That female cultivator doesn't seem to be from the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, but rather a disciple from a nearby Daoist temple." Those with more experience could recognize her identity from her clothing at a glance.

"An inner disciple of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect buying a sword for an outer sect disciple? Isn't he afraid of being punished by the sect?"

"What's the big deal? Recently, there's been a gathering of sects on Jiuxuan Mountain, and each sect has sent their elites. Perhaps they are old friends meeting again?"

"Right, after a few years, the snot-nosed kid from back then is now in a white robe, handsome and wealthy. Meeting his old neighbor's big sister again, he spends a fortune to gift her a fine sword. Isn't that it..."

In no time, various versions of the story were flying around the hall.

Gossip is a fire, whether in the mortal or immortal world.

Rumors die with the wise and are born with the idle.

Some, however, quietly waited to see what kind of sword this inner disciple of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect would buy.

The second floor of the shop was much smaller than the hall below.

But it wasn't as noisy, with only a dozen or so cultivators with clearly extraordinary cultivation, heads down, selecting their weapons.

"Quickly, bring out all the best weapons from my Zhenling Treasure Shop. My senior brother is choosing a sword for his senior sister." The shopkeeper shouted and rushed to the wooden rack.

Several shop assistants hurried to help, each holding a sword and presenting it to Han Muye.

The cultivators around, who were selecting weapons, were also startled and turned to look.

Han Muye nodded and said to Lu Qingping, "Senior Sister Lu, choose one."

Choose?

A look of difficulty flashed across Lu Qingping's face.

These swords, though not yet touched, radiated a faint spiritual light from afar. Even if they weren't magical artifacts, they contained spiritual materials.

Such swords could cost eight thousand to ten thousand spirit stones each.

Can't afford them.

"Junior Brother Han, I..."

Before Lu Qingping could finish, Han Muye extended his hand, "Senior Sister Lu, give me the herbs and your sword, and go choose a sword."

Lu Qingping hesitated for a moment and handed over the sword and the herbs she was carrying.

After all, Junior Brother Han was being kind. He was entrusted by Zhen Xiong, and if she kept refusing, it would be impolite.

As for whether she could afford the sword, she could just say she didn't like any of them later.

Han Muye naturally took the long sword from Lu Qingping and tucked the herb bag under his arm, then walked to the shop assistant holding the sword.

"Senior brother, this sword is called Qingxue, made by the Cao family, a renowned sword-making family. It has..."

The shopkeeper approached to introduce it, but Han Muye said coolly, "Senior Sister Lu will choose herself."

The shopkeeper mumbled a few embarrassed words and stepped back.

Lu Qingping stepped forward, reached out, and gripped the Qingxue sword, applying some force.

"Clang—"

The sword was drawn, its light as bright as snow.

A clear radiance spread, making the eyes of the surrounding cultivators light up.

"Such a fine sword..."

"The sword's edge is sharp and clear, a fine sword indeed."

Holding the sword, a look of fascination flashed across Lu Qingping's face.

This sword is so bright.

She lightly performed a few sword techniques, then shook her head reluctantly and returned the sword to its sheath.

No need to look, can't afford it.

"Senior Sister Lu didn't like this sword?"

"Then try the next one." Han Muye spoke, gesturing for the next shop assistant to step forward.

His hand, at some point, quietly gripped the hilt of Lu Qingping's sword.

In front, Lu Qingping continued to select swords one by one.

This was a shop for selecting swords, not the sword pavilion with its strict rules.

Han Muye's eyes narrowed slightly, and images flashed through his mind.

Lu Qingping's sword was just an ordinary sword, made with common techniques.

The sword techniques she practiced were not particularly advanced.

No wonder the Jiuxuan Sword Sect didn't pay much attention to these disciples from the gathering sects. The elite inner disciples of Qingfeng Temple were only on par with the top hundred outer disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

In terms of sword techniques, Lu Qingping was not much stronger than Jiang Han, who had come to the sword pavilion to choose a sword.

By the time Lu Qingping had looked at eight swords, Han Muye had already released the hilt of her sword.

Good.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

This Ping sister, whom Old Huang Six couldn't forget, had no ill intentions toward the Jiuxuan Sword Sect.

Or rather, she hadn't reached that level.

She had always practiced hard, with good talent, and her path had been smooth.

The memories in the swords were mostly about completing various sect tasks, then exchanging for resources, and fully dedicating herself to cultivation.

No wonder she was reluctant to retire with Old Huang Six.

Her dedication to cultivation was even deeper than Han Muye had imagined.

After looking at eight swords, Lu Qingping shook her head.

Han Muye looked up and said, "Shopkeeper, bring another batch, all your best ones."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper opened his mouth, then said with a bitter face, "Senior brother, these are the best I have, really, that's all..."

"Senior brother, senior sister, why don't you take another look? The swords in my Zhenling Treasure Shop are among the best in this market."

The surrounding cultivators nodded slightly.

The shopkeeper wasn't lying.

The weapons in this shop were indeed among the best in the market.

"Let's go, Junior Brother Han. Choosing a sword depends on sword affinity." Lu Qingping breathed a sigh of relief and said softly.

These swords were all fine, and a few of them made her reluctant to let go.

But none of them were within her budget.

She had already spent most of her spirit stones on the herbs.

Even without buying the herbs, she couldn't afford these swords.

"Senior Sister Lu, don't go elsewhere, just choose here." Han Muye stepped forward, looking at the swords in front of him.

"Didn't Brother Six send me to help you choose a suitable sword?"

He reached out and gripped the Qingxue sword.

The shopkeeper's face lit up, "Senior brother, you're choosing this one?"

"This Qingxue sword costs thirteen thousand spirit stones. If you want it, I can give you a discount, a discount."

Han Muye gripped the hilt, then released it and shook his head.

"This sword is forged with a thousand hammerings, with Luo Xuan steel added. The blade is bright but not flexible, and the edge is somewhat brittle."

"The sword is three feet and one inch long, one inch wide, and weighs eleven pounds, five ounces, and three mace."

"This sword is not suitable for female cultivators, especially since Senior Sister Lu's Qingfeng Temple sword techniques emphasize lightness and agility. This sword lacks that lightness."

"Thirteen thousand spirit stones, heh heh."

Han Muye's hand reached for the next sword.

On the second floor of the shop, everyone stared, forgetting to breathe.

By touching the sword, all the information about the sword was perceived. Who had ever seen such a skill?

This person not only knew how to identify swords but also how to select them and match them to people.

Just by looking, he could tell that this sword didn't suit the immortal lady.

An inner disciple of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect with such profound sword knowledge?

Lu Qingping stood behind Han Muye, her face full of surprise.

Is this a sword observer?

Do sword observers, besides being at the Hundred Breath Heavenly Realm, have other skills that no one knows about?

Does Zhen Xiong have such skills?

Han Muye gripped the hilt of the second sword, then released it.

Everyone on the second floor of the shop looked at him.

"This sword..."

As Han Muye began to speak, the shopkeeper stepped forward, tightly gripping Han Muye's hand.

"Senior brother, dear senior brother, your critique is truly amazing!"

"My Zhenling Treasure Shop has been in this market for decades, and I've never seen someone with such profound sword knowledge as you."

The shopkeeper's eyes showed a hint of longing and even tears, as if he was too admiring and moved.