Chapter 6

As his fingers touched the sword hilt, a series of messages directly penetrated Han Muye's mind.

A heavy sword made of refined iron, four feet long, and weighing eighty pounds.

Such a heavy sword was not forged by hammering but was cast using a mold and then polished.

The sword was relatively rough in its crafting, but it was advantageous in its material, being made of high-quality refined iron, which was quite valuable.

Squinting slightly, an image of a bare-chested giant wielding a sword appeared before Han Muye.

"We who practice the sword emphasize diligence to make up for clumsiness."

"The Nine Profound Sword Sect's five lineage transmissions—Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth—among which the Earth lineage emphasizes weight and stability."

"Drawing the sword a thousand times, it can split rocks and crush mountains."

This giant was Lin Jiaotou.

"Boom—"

The long sword shattered a piece of blue stone, and Lin Jiaotou grinned widely.

"Drawing the sword a thousand times, it's getting faster. Once I can crush a mountain with one strike, I will be invincible at my level."

The Profound Yuan Sword Technique, which can split rocks.

The One Profound Sword Technique, which can crush mountains.

The One Profound Sword Technique is already the highest level of sword technique practiced by the outer disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

After comprehending the two sword techniques, a thick aura infused Han Muye's body, causing his figure to tremble slightly.

This time, he clearly felt the existence of the force traveling through his body's meridians.

Could this be the spiritual energy of cultivation?

But he hadn't practiced any cultivation techniques at all.

Han Muye tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

"Cough, cough, that sword is heavy," Lin Jiaotou said nervously, looking at Han Muye's build.

In the next moment, Han Muye had already lifted the long sword with one hand.

With the strange force flowing through his body, Han Muye found that he didn't need much strength to hold the sword.

Raising the sword high, his back slightly arched, the force extended from his feet to the tip of the sword.

This was the key to the Rock-Splitting Sword Technique.

Only by using all one's strength can one achieve the power to crush mountains and split rocks.

"That, don't break my sword..." Lin Jiaotou rubbed his hands and whispered.

"Whoosh—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Han Muye had already swung the sword down.

The sword cut through the air, creating a sharp whistling sound, causing the faces of the new disciples sitting in front to turn pale, and they instinctively moved backward.

By the time they came to their senses, Han Muye had already returned the sword.

"Teacher Lin, how was my sword strike?"

Han Muye bowed and asked.

"That sword strike..." Lin Jiaotou hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Very good, very good."

He looked at Han Muye and then lowered his voice, "What's your name?"

"My name is Han Muye, and I am a sword observer at the Sword Pavilion." Han Muye smiled, bowed, and turned to leave.

Teacher Lin's skills were only so much; staying longer wouldn't be of much use.

"An observer?"

Lin Jiaotou was stunned. Only after Han Muye had walked far away did he say in confusion, "To be able to perform the Profound Yuan Sword Technique to fifty percent of its essence after just one look, such a genius, how can he be just an observer..."

...

Leaving the Skill Hall, Han Muye headed for the Alchemy Hall.

It seemed that the outer disciples couldn't learn any real skills. If he wanted to learn, he would have to check out the inner disciples.

When he returned, he would ask Old Huang Liu about the inner disciples.

The Alchemy Hall was not far away. After walking for half an hour, Han Muye smelled a mixture of burning and medicinal scents.

Turning around the mountain foot, he saw a series of low bamboo houses, which was the Alchemy Hall.

The Alchemy Hall was not built with bricks and stones because this place was prone to fires.

Rebuilding with bricks and stones would be too troublesome.

Bamboo houses, on the other hand, could be easily rebuilt if they were burned down, without much regret.

There were already many disciples at the entrance of the Alchemy Hall, some buying pills, and some selling pills.

Han Muye approached and explained his purpose, and a disciple in a gray robe led him into the bamboo house.

"Which senior brother has Solidifying Pills for sale? This senior brother wants two Solidifying Pills."

The leading disciple shouted, causing the alchemy disciples who were circling the furnaces to look up slightly.

"Solidifying Pills? They are rarely used, and I haven't refined them."

"No Solidifying Pills, but do you want Condensing Qi Pills?"

"Only Earth lineage disciples need Solidifying Pills, and not many people buy them."

Among the five lineages of the Nine Profound Sword Sect, four lineages focus on agility and speed, while only the Earth lineage seeks weight and stability.

Solidifying Pills are generally only used by the Earth lineage.

None of the alchemy disciples in the room had Solidifying Pills.

"Do you want two Solidifying Pills? Six spirit stones, and I will refine them for you." A young woman in a green robe, around twenty years old, looked up at Han Muye.

This woman had clear features and pure eyes, sitting like a green lotus.

"Senior Sister, you don't often refine Solidifying Pills. If you ruin several batches of spirit herbs, it will be a loss." Someone beside her whispered.

"Senior Sister Mu Wan, cultivation is about destiny. If he can't buy Solidifying Pills, it means his destiny hasn't arrived yet." A middle-aged Daoist, around thirty, frowned and said sternly.

Others also chimed in.

"Ha ha, isn't it destiny that he met me refining pills today?" The woman stood up, raised her hand, and collected the three-foot-tall bronze alchemy furnace in front of her.

"Let's go, we'll get the spirit herbs."

Holding the alchemy furnace in one hand, the woman waved to Han Muye and walked toward a corridor on the side of the bamboo house.

"My name is Mu Wan. What's yours? Are you an Earth lineage disciple?"

"Your humble servant is Han Muye, an observer at the Sword Pavilion." Han Muye replied.

"An observer?" Mu Wan paused, turned around, and looked at Han Muye curiously.

"They say you observers are the odd ones in the sect, but you don't look strange at all."

Muttering softly, Mu Wan continued walking.

Ahead was the place to collect spirit herbs. Mu Wan quickly collected the nine types of spirit herbs needed for three batches of Solidifying Pills, spending three spirit stones.

"See, I'm not making a profit from you."

Letting Han Muye help carry the spirit herbs, Mu Wan spoke again.

"I understand." Han Muye nodded and said softly, "I will buy Solidifying Pills from you in the future."

Hearing his words, Mu Wan laughed and led him to a secluded spot.

"Do you want to wait here while I refine the pills, or do you want to look around?"

Mu Wan sat cross-legged, and the alchemy cauldron floated in front of her. A flame rose from her left palm.

This is alchemy?

Han Muye curiously stepped back a few steps and watched Mu Wan refine the pills.

The flame burned the alchemy furnace, causing steam to rise. At this moment, Mu Wan began to add the first type of spirit herb to the furnace.

This was a thick root-like spirit herb. As soon as it was added to the furnace, a bitter smell spread.

Mu Wan rotated the furnace with one hand and continuously added various spirit herbs with the other.

These spirit herbs included root-like, leaf-like, and even stone-like substances.

The nine types of spirit herbs were added to the cauldron in a specific order, and the flame continuously changed in size and position.

Mu Wan carefully rotated the furnace, which, from Han Muye's perspective, was to blend the medicinal powers of the herbs.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the cauldron shook, and a dull sound was heard.

Mu Wan's face stiffened, and she stopped rotating the cauldron, lifting the lid. A burnt smell wafted out.

"Indeed, my hands are rusty, and I've wasted a batch of spirit herbs."

"If I waste another batch, I will be at a loss."

Pouring out the pill residue, Mu Wan began refining the pills again.

Han Muye closed his eyes slightly, and images flowed through his mind.

Comprehending the Profound Fire Alchemy Technique.

Comprehending the method of refining Solidifying Pills.

Opening his eyes, he saw Mu Wan adding the seventh type of spirit herb to the cauldron and suddenly said, "Wait."

"Add the Clear Itch Grass first, or this batch will be wasted again."