Chapter 74

The second floor of the Sword Pavilion houses three thousand sword artifacts, each at least a semi-spiritual-grade supreme.

Such sword artifacts can instantly multiply the combat power of a Qi Condensation stage practitioner several times over, and even for Earth Realm cultivators, they can significantly enhance their combat strength.

This is the foundation of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

These three thousand sword artifacts are the accumulation of countless generations of the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

With these three thousand sword artifacts, the sect can ensure that its combat strength will not rapidly decline when faced with major events.

After spending so much time in the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye finally understood its significance to the Nine Profound Sword Sect.

In ordinary times, the Sword Pavilion is just a warehouse for the sect, and many people even overlook its existence.

But when major events occur, as long as the Sword Pavilion stands, the foundation of the Nine Profound Sword Sect remains, and even if they suffer a temporary setback, it will not affect their resurgence.

Every major sect in the Western Border has a place like the Sword Pavilion, where their hidden strengths are stored.

Delivering the sword to the second floor, Han Muye looked at the array of sword artifacts before him, his eyes burning with excitement.

Placing the Ice-Breaking Sword on an empty wooden rack, he reached out and grasped the hilt of another sword artifact on the rack.

Wasn't this why he came to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion?

"Buzz—"

Sword qi surged into his qi sea, and images appeared in his mind.

A Daoist in a blue robe swung his sword, and before him, green trees rose up.

This was a technique of deriving spells from sword arts, a method belonging to the Law Sword lineage in sword cultivation.

He comprehended the Three Profound Sword Technique, Cloud Tree.

Letting go, he reached out again.

A cold and aloof female cultivator flew through the air, her sword transforming into a crescent moon.

He comprehended the Three Moon Sword Technique of the Moonlight Sword Sect, Waning Crescent.

The Moonlight Sword Sect was one of the sects in the Western Border, second only to the nine major sects. He wondered why a sword from one of their powerful experts was here.

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After investigating five sword artifacts, comprehending eight sword techniques, and gathering two sword intents and three solidified sword auras, Han Muye did not become greedy. Feeling his mind and spirit fluctuating, he turned and left.

There was plenty of time.

Descending the stairs, Lu Gao poked his head out at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Han, this." Lu Gao spread his hands, showing two bright spirit stones in his palms.

Middle-grade.

They were given by Cao Pei just now.

"Share them with Instructor Lin." Han Muye waved his hand and sat down at the long table, registering the positions and various data of the sword artifacts he had just delivered.

At the entrance, Lu Gao's face lit up with joy, but he also looked somewhat anxious as he turned to look at Lin Shen.

"Brother Han said to share, so let's share. He doesn't lack these." Lin Shen reached out, took a spirit stone, and put it in his pocket.

Sitting in the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye did not look up, but as he wrote, he smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lu, you've been paying for our meals with spirit stones these past few days."

Lu Gao's face showed gratitude, and he nodded, putting the middle-grade spirit stone away, muttering, "It's only right, it's only right..."

Turning his head, he saw someone approaching the entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

"Is Young Friend Han here?" A Daoist in a blue robe stood at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, speaking softly.

"Important place, no outsiders—" Lu Gao shouted, but before he could finish, a light cough came from inside the Sword Pavilion.

"It's Senior Qi." Han Muye put down his brush and ink, and slowly walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

Wasn't that Qi Mingyuan from the Lingjue Sect waiting outside the Sword Pavilion?

This was the person who offered a high price of 100,000 spirit stones yesterday for Han Muye to guide him through the third level of the sect's main sword technique.

A big spender.

"Young Friend Han." Qi Mingyuan bowed to Han Muye.

"Senior Qi, this is an important place, so I won't invite you in." Han Muye walked down a few steps from the stone stairs and looked at Qi Mingyuan. "Senior, you want to know how to condense the third level of the Cloud-Cutting Sword Technique, right?"

Qi Mingyuan nodded and raised his hand, a small wooden box appearing in his palm.

Opening the box, ten crystal-clear spirit stones were neatly arranged inside.

Upper-grade spirit stones, each worth 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

The ten upper-grade spirit stones shimmered with a bright light.

Standing by the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao reached out and covered the middle-grade spirit stone in his chest.

No wonder Senior Brother Han didn't care about the middle-grade spirit stones.

He perked up his ears, waiting for Han Muye to tell him to take the spirit stones.

He had never touched an upper-grade spirit stone before.

Standing in place, Han Muye did not look at the wooden box but raised his head to look at the distant sky, where clouds were gathering.

"Senior Qi, you should understand that the third level of a sword technique, which involves condensing sword intent, cannot be measured by spirit stones."

Turning to look at Qi Mingyuan, Han Muye said calmly, "Just like your Lingjue Sect, adding the third level of this main sword technique can elevate the entire sect's combat strength to a new level."

By the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao opened his mouth.

What did he mean?

100,000 spirit stones were not enough?

Qi Mingyuan seemed to have anticipated this, his face unchanged as he raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called Flowing Wind. I have used it for nearly sixty years. It is a high-quality semi-spiritual-grade sword, worth at least 50,000 spirit stones."

Directly adding 50,000!

One dared to ask, and the other dared to add.

Lu Gao, holding his middle-grade spirit stone, felt his heart almost stop.

Then, he had a thought.

Was he seeing and hearing something he shouldn't?

Would he be silenced?

Turning to look at Lin Shen, he saw that Lin Shen's expression remained unchanged, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Qi, I don't want this sword or your spirit stones."

Han Muye's words made both Qi Mingyuan and Lu Gao's faces change.

Qi Mingyuan frowned, and Lu Gao was disappointed.

"Little Friend, I am here with the permission of Elder Tuoba Cheng." Qi Mingyuan looked at Han Muye and said in a low voice, "The Lingjue Sect is a steadfast ally of the Nine Profound Sword Sect."

In other words, if they were not steadfast allies, Tuoba Cheng would never have allowed him to come here to find Han Muye.

Han Muye smiled slightly and nodded. "I want another main sword technique from your Lingjue Sect, the Cloud-Sweeping Technique."

Qi Mingyuan's face changed slightly, but before he could respond, Han Muye continued, "I will only watch once, and remember as much as I can."

"Senior, rest assured, I will not spread it."

"I just want to verify my thoughts and see if my deductions are correct."

One sword technique for another.

And only one demonstration.

Qi Mingyuan could not refuse.

He looked at Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and then said softly, "Alright."

Han Muye nodded and turned. "Instructor Lin, Senior Brother Lu, please go to the dining hall and bring me a meal."

The two bowed and left.

Qi Mingyuan understood that he could not let them see him demonstrating the Lingjue Sect's main sword technique.

After they left, Qi Mingyuan raised his hand, and the long sword was drawn from its sheath.

"Little Friend, watch carefully. The two main sword techniques of the Lingjue Sect, Cloud-Cutting and Cloud-Sweeping."

Since he was going to demonstrate, he did not hold back, performing both sword techniques.

The Cloud-Cutting Sword Technique was like a storm, with sword light swirling like wheels. The Cloud-Sweeping Sword Technique was grand and majestic, with clouds gathering like waves.

In Qi Mingyuan's hands, the two sword techniques were like layers of clouds, ready to unleash a torrent.

The sword light stopped, and the wind and clouds calmed.

The Daoist in the blue robe, holding the long sword, seemed like a celestial being descending to the world.

This was a sword cultivator.

Qi Mingyuan raised his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and sighed lightly. "Indeed..."

"Senior Qi, your Lingjue Sect's foundation is still shallow."

"The wind does not borrow the power of fire to spread, nor does it borrow the power of water to ripple. It is too thin."

"Let Qi Tao join the Fire Lineage of the Nine Profound Sword Sect. Within ten years, the wind will aid the fire, and his sword intent will be fully formed."

Within ten years, the wind will aid the fire, and his sword intent will be fully formed!

Qi Mingyuan's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and after a long silence, he whispered, "How can I trust you?"

Hearing his words, Han Muye smiled lightly and raised his hands.

Two sword lights instantly flew down from the Sword Pavilion.

In his left hand, the long sword, Azure Void.

In his right hand, the short sword, Purple Flame.

Raising the two swords, Han Muye's eyes seemed to pierce through the void.

On the Purple Flame sword, flames soared to the sky.

On the Azure Void sword, wind swirled around.

"Senior Qi, watch carefully."

"Wind aiding the fire, burning for thousands of miles!"

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