Chapter 67

Han Muye looked at Huang Laoliu and smiled, saying, "I get it, Brother Liu, you want me to observe others' sword techniques and find their weaknesses to tell Sister Liu."

Huang Laoliu naturally knew about his skill in observing swords, people, and sword techniques.

He had originally planned to make a fortune with this ability.

Seeing his thoughts laid bare, Huang Laoliu's face turned red, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Han, you must help Pingmei."

"This time at the gathering, she wants to achieve a good ranking to bring honor to Qingfeng Temple."

"After all, she has practiced there for so many years. Even if she leaves, she wants to do something for the sect."

Han Muye nodded.

If Lu Qingping were to accompany Huang Laoliu back to his hometown to live in seclusion and leave Qingfeng Temple, then achieving a good ranking at this gathering would be a reasonable choice.

However, Qingfeng Temple's inherited sword techniques are just so-so. Even if she masters them, it's not certain she can stand out at the gathering.

To help Lu Qingping win more matches, he really needs to observe the techniques of other sects and find their weaknesses.

"Alright, I'll go take a look when the gathering starts."

Encouraged by Huang Laoliu, he was curious to see what the competition among elite disciples from various sects would be like.

Would there be sword light flying, Daoist techniques exploding, and mountains crumbling?

He was really just curious about this, not to see the female disciples.

Putting away the hemp cloth he used to wipe his sword, Han Muye returned to his meditation room and took out a cloth bag containing medicinal herbs.

"Brother Liu, I'm going to take a walk."

Hearing that he was going out, Huang Laoliu glanced at him and said, "That shopkeeper Bai isn't someone to be trifled with."

"My eyes are sharp, Brother Liu."

Seeing Han Muye turn to look at him, Huang Laoliu said softly, "I think Sister Mu Wan is more suitable for you."

Mu Wan?

Han Muye shook his head and said in a low voice, "Brother Liu, have you heard of the Mu family who can refine Sixth Rank pills?"

Huang Laoliu was taken aback, then widened his eyes, "That girl, is she from that Mu family?"

Han Muye nodded.

Huang Laoliu slapped his thigh, his face full of regret, "If I had known she was from that family, you should have—"

He stopped, waved his hand, and muttered, "The Mu family, a sword observer, the gap is quite large..."

"Unless..."

When he looked up, Han Muye had already left the Sword Pavilion.

With many outsiders present, Jiuxuan Mountain seemed much busier.

Carrying the bag of herbs to the alchemy hall near the sect's market, he saw people from various sects in different robes everywhere.

This small market, specifically for outer sect disciples, didn't have many good things, but these outsiders hadn't seen much of the world.

The Su Zhen Building was also bustling with people.

Two young women in green robes were sweating as they served customers, selling various spiritual herbs and pills.

The shelves were almost empty.

Han Muye waited in the shop for a while and saw Bai Suzhen come down from the second floor with two young men in purple robes.

Bai Suzhen's face was full of smiles.

It seemed she had just closed a big deal.

"Brother Han—" Bai Suzhen left the two young men and quickly walked to Han Muye.

"Brother Han, if you hadn't come, I would have gone to look for you."

"Do you really miss me?"

Han Muye shook his head, "No."

Bai Suzhen rolled her eyes, saw the bag of herbs in his hand, and quickly lowered her voice, "Brother Han, let's talk upstairs."

She led Han Muye upstairs, nodding slightly to the two young men in purple robes as they passed.

"Who is that, to receive such attention from Miss Bai?" The young man on the left, with a slightly greenish complexion, asked in a low voice.

The other young man in purple robes shook his head and said coolly, "Don't think too much. Miss Bai's status is beyond your reach."

The young man with the greenish complexion was taken aback and lowered his head.

Upstairs, Han Muye placed the bag of herbs on a small table and said, "I need some more spiritual herbs to refine a longevity pill. Do you have them?"

He listed the names of the herbs he needed.

Bai Suzhen nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye out for them for you. I have them."

She looked through the shelves on the second floor and quickly handed several bags of herbs to Han Muye.

Han Muye took them and said, "Just deduct the cost of the spiritual stones from the next batch of pill payments."

"Next batch?" Bai Suzhen's face showed a bitter smile, "I thought you brought pills today."

"Good brother, refine a few more batches of pills quickly. There are many big spenders at this sect gathering—"

Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and laughed softly.

It seemed she had made quite a bit of money.

However, Han Muye didn't believe she had sold all the top-quality Cloud Qi Pills he had refined before, with no stock left.

This Bai Suzhen was quite shrewd.

"Shopkeeper Bai, did you investigate the various sects coming to this gathering as I asked?"

Han Muye changed the subject, not dwelling on the pills.

Bai Suzhen's playful expression turned serious, and she nodded, "I had my people investigate. In total, there are eighty-three sects."

So many!

Han Muye knew there were many sects at the gathering, but he didn't expect nearly a hundred large and small forces.

Seeing Han Muye's expression, Bai Suzhen smiled, "Jiuxuan Sword Sect is the dominant force in this region. This time, with fewer than a hundred forces, it's not a big deal."

"Otherwise, a thousand sects gathering would be common."

"Do you really think the Nine Sects of the Western Border are comparable to ordinary sects?"

Hearing Bai Suzhen's words, Han Muye was certain that the force behind her was one of the Nine Sects.

The sense of superiority in her words was deeply ingrained.

Bai Suzhen also mentioned some of the sects at the gathering, which ones were stronger, and which ones were just there for the show.

When Han Muye left with the bag of herbs, Bai Suzhen leaned in and urged him to refine more pills quickly.

Being so close, a faint fragrance could be smelled.

Han Muye felt he needed to stay away from this enchantress.

Leaving the Su Zhen Building, Han Muye didn't go to the nearby alchemy hall.

There were no alchemists in the alchemy hall who could refine longevity pills.

He walked briskly and soon arrived at the Bangshui Residence.

The residence of Elder Su Liang.

A female cultivator, Jin Yuan, had told him earlier that Elder Su Liang was interested in how he solved his longevity problem and invited him to meet.

Han Muye came this time to take the opportunity to meet Elder Su Liang and ask her to help him refine a longevity pill.

The disciple at the gate reported, and indeed, Elder Su Liang invited Han Muye in.

"Disciple Han Muye pays respects to Elder."

Han Muye bowed, and when he looked up, Elder Su Liang was examining him.

"Are you a formal disciple of the Sword Pavilion?"

After a long pause, Elder Su Liang's words made Han Muye's whole body tremble.

The elder of the Sword Pavilion had given him a small sword, a symbol of his identity as a formal disciple.

He hadn't even taken it out, and Elder Su Liang had already guessed his identity?

"Being able to withstand the sword qi entering your body and still be in high spirits, even able to凝聚剑气，高师兄一定会收你为剑阁正式弟子的。"

Elder Su Liang shook her head, moved her gaze从Han Muye身上移开，然后低声自语：“时隔六十年，剑阁再收正式弟子，是我九玄剑门要重兴了吗……”

六十年，就收了自己一个？

Han Muye felt a bit panicked.

自己，真的是主角命格？

“你找到明源骨和转髓果了？机缘不错啊。”

“我帮你炼制成延寿丹吧，算是给你这个剑阁正式弟子的贺礼。”

Elder Su Liang's voice sounded.

Han Muye was certain, he must be the main character.

“你是要炼制增加一年寿命的延寿丹，还是五年的？”Elder Su Liang looked at Han Muye, her eyes somewhat bright.