Chapter 63

Gently grasping the broken sword's edge, scenes began to play out in Han Muye's mind.

Tang Yunhao's adoptive father, the swordsman named Tang Ze, was a solitary cultivator.

Not everyone was willing to be a solitary cultivator.

Some solitary cultivators were from family lineages, guarding their families, finding it more comfortable than being in a sect.

Most solitary cultivators, however, lacked the talent or had delayed their cultivation, thus missing the chance to join a cultivation sect.

Tang Ze was one of those who lacked talent, just like Han Muye, both having ninth-grade talent, and thus were not accepted by any sects. They eventually became disciples of a swordsman who was the sole inheritor of a lineage.

Their lineage's sword technique was the Flying Flower Sword Technique, said to originate from beyond the Western Frontier.

Tang Ze never broke through to the Foundation Establishment realm in his life, mainly due to his lack of talent.

To change his cultivation talent, he searched for various treasures that could enhance it.

Surprisingly, he did find a secret place.

In the cultivation world, a secret place is a location rich in spiritual energy, a natural blessing formed by the convergence of heaven and earth.

There was such a place on the Nine Profound Mountain.

Tang Ze and a few other solitary cultivators accidentally entered this secret place and discovered a Cloud Transforming Golden Lotus.

A single seed from the Cloud Transforming Golden Lotus could enhance a cultivator's talent by one grade.

If the golden lotus formed a seed pod, the number of seeds it contained could enhance a cultivator's talent by that many grades.

If it were a ninth-grade golden lotus, with nine seeds, consuming all of them could make one leap to the heavens.

This was a supreme treasure for enhancing cultivation talent.

What happened next is not hard to guess.

The supreme treasure stirred the hearts of the companions, turning them into enemies. They attacked each other, and Tang Ze was one of the failures.

Tang Ze was not a good person either. He had killed his own companions and kept the final move of the sword technique from his adoptive son, Tang Yunhao.

Moreover, he never told Tang Yunhao about the golden lotus until his death.

This was the world of solitary cultivators.

"Eight thousand miles away, the Fierce Demon Valley."

Opening his eyes, Han Muye murmured.

The location of this secret place was actually not far from the Fierce Demon Valley.

That place was a land where demonic beasts roamed.

"Based on the time the golden lotus bloomed, it will take a few more years to produce seeds."

"Who knows who will come to pick them then?"

Naturally, the one who would come to pick them would be the last winner of that attack.

A glint of excitement appeared in Han Muye's eyes.

A treasure that could enhance one's cultivation talent by one grade, he wanted it too.

No rush.

There was still time.

When he walked out of the meditation room, a small table was already set up at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, with various dishes, both meat and vegetables.

Han Muye joined without hesitation.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Han, today we went to the dining hall, and it was unusually quiet," Lu Gao said smugly as Han Muye sat down.

Lao Liu, in a bad mood, said, "Killing a Third Qin Sword Sect Earth Realm elder, they still can't establish a sect. They've been around for so long."

Indeed, today, with the sword welcoming ceremony on Nine Profound Mountain, the bell tolling was a great shock.

The Nine Profound Sword Sect was serious. No matter what sect it was, as long as it wasn't one of the nine major sects and didn't have a Heaven Realm cultivator, it could be flattened.

An Earth Realm cultivator, in normal times, could be a patriarch. So what?

The sword has been sent to the Sword Pavilion.

This was the dominance of one of the nine sects in the Western Frontier, the third of the four major sword sects.

Without equal strength, you'd better behave.

Those sects that still had complaints now kept quiet.

Whether they had betrayed the Nine Profound Sword Sect or not, no one wanted to be the next Third Qin Sword Sect.

Han Muye was also somewhat relieved that he had joined the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

Relying on a big tree for shade was indeed not a bad thing.

The meat he was eating now was surely sweeter than that of those who had betrayed the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

In the afternoon, Lin Shen indeed sought out Han Muye to ask about the techniques of using force in sword strikes, then practiced sword strikes on the green stone square in front of the Sword Pavilion.

He put all his strength into each strike, as if facing a life-or-death enemy.

Indeed, his sword technique now had a certain indescribable quality.

After watching Lin Shen practice for a while, Han Muye went to polish his sword, while Lao Liu filled in the records of the swords collected in the morning.

Lu Gao sat at the entrance, digesting his food.

He heard from the other miscellaneous disciples that, due to the arrival of many outsiders, they had to prepare for a gathering, and they were all exhausted.

The outsiders dared not offend the inner and outer disciples of the Nine Profound Sword Sect and were not well-received, so they vented their anger on the miscellaneous disciples.

Imagining the suffering of others, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Gao's mouth.

He touched his chest, feeling the rich spiritual energy from the spirit stone, and felt as if he were about to ascend to immortality.

Life was truly promising.

——

In the afternoon, while Han Muye was fully focused on nurturing his sword qi and polishing his sword, he heard Lu Gao's voice from outside the Sword Pavilion.

"Those who receive a sword from the Sword Pavilion must bathe, change clothes, and calm their minds—"

"Senior Brother Lin? Why are you here?" Lu Gao's voice was interrupted by a surprised exclamation.

"Uh, you two know each other? Then, you chat..." Lu Gao glanced at the nine-foot-tall bald man in front of him and took a step back.

Hearing the voice, Han Muye walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

Zhao Pu.

An elite disciple of the Three Stones Hall.

At this moment, Zhao Pu seemed to have already heard from Lin Shen why he was here, and his face showed a hint of excitement.

Seeing Han Muye, Zhao Pu bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Han."

Initially, when Lin Chongxiao was under Tuoba Cheng, the Three Stones Hall was at its peak.

Zhao Pu had a good relationship with both Lin Chongxiao and Lin Shen.

"Senior Brother Zhao, is there something you need?"

Han Muye asked.

Zhao Pu nodded, looked around, and said, "Let's talk over there."

Zhao Pu didn't need to receive a sword, so he must have come for something.

Han Muye guessed that it was probably because his report to Tuoba Cheng last time had worked.

Was this to give him a reward?

The two walked to the square outside the Sword Pavilion, and Zhao Pu turned and said, "Brother Han, Master said he remembers what you reported last time, but this time, the sect will not take direct action."

Remember?

Not take direct action?

Han Muye was taken aback.

What did that mean?

Wasn't this a great deed that deserved a reward, just to be remembered with empty words?

Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye apologetically and said in a low voice, "The Sword Sect has already sent a large army to suppress the Third Qin Sword Sect to establish its authority. It's not good to act here, otherwise, it would make other sects suspicious."

"The sect's intention is to pretend to know nothing about this gathering."

Know nothing?

Doesn't that mean the great deed in hand is lost?

Han Muye felt a bit depressed.

"But we're not doing nothing," Zhao Pu smiled and said, "This time, the Three Stones Hall is in charge of the gathering."

"Ensuring that few from the Suyang Sect will leave the Nine Profound Mountain intact."

Han Muye nodded.

If they couldn't act openly, they would act secretly.

But the sects coming to the Nine Profound Mountain for the gathering were not just the Suyang Sect.

"Master sent me to the Sword Pavilion to have you send a semi-spiritual level long sword to the Three Stones Hall as the final prize for this gathering."

"Don't choose a good one, just something that can fool those country bumpkins."

Zhao Pu patted Han Muye's shoulder and smiled, "I heard that the Sword Pavilion's sword selector is quite skilled, able to match people with swords and swords with people?"

Selecting a sword?

Is this task difficult?