Chapter 75

The wind aided the fire, spreading for miles!

Qi Mingyuan looked up and saw that Han Muye's left hand, holding a blue longsword, had already transformed into a stream of light. The sword technique was precisely Jueyun.

Cloud waves gathered and dispersed, wind and waves churned chaotically.

Before he could turn his head, a scorching heat surged up.

Right before him, the blue wind stirred up a crimson glow, the wind and clouds surged, and the flames soared to the sky!

The wind and fire complemented each other, the sword intent merged!

Qi Mingyuan felt a great shock in his heart, as if he was about to see the light.

This was the third level of Jueyun's realm!

Instantly, he felt as if he was standing in an endless wasteland, surrounded by raging flames, with all exits blocked.

If he didn't break through, he would surely die!

"Clang—"

The longsword was drawn, and he thrust it out, stirring up a ten-thousand-foot gale.

Dangyun.

This was the sword intent.

"Boom—"

The wind swept the clouds, and the light and flames exploded!

One thrust of Dangyun not only failed to suppress the fire but also made the fire and clouds spread across the sky!

Before Qi Mingyuan, the fiery wasteland stretched for miles, leaving no place to hide. He sheathed his longsword and sighed, closing his eyes.

It turned out that the wind was to aid the fire.

At this moment, he finally understood why Han Muye said that Lingjue Sect's foundation was shallow.

Lingjue Sect's sword techniques were just auxiliary, not true killing moves!

As a realm of Earth expert, he was powerless against this wind and fire.

When the wind and fire dissipated, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle.

The sword light in Han Muye's hand faded, and the sword intent was retracted.

It wasn't that he wanted to kill a realm of Earth expert; there was no need to waste precious sword intent.

His voice echoed in Qi Mingyuan's ear: "Senior, do you understand? Whether it's Jueyun or Dangyun, they are just auxiliary sword techniques."

"To reach the third level, you need to cultivate a water and fire sword technique."

"Once you comprehend this, Lingjue Sect's rise to prominence is not far off."

"Do you understand what I mean by sending Qi Tao to the Nine Profound Sword Gate?"

Han Muye said that Lingjue Sect's foundation was shallow, and the sect's main sword technique was just an auxiliary technique.

By sending Lin Tao to the Nine Profound Sword Gate, Han Muye was both training him and preventing Lingjue Sect from gaining strength and having thoughts of betrayal, using him as a hostage.

Qi Mingyuan opened his eyes and nodded, looking at Han Muye and said solemnly, "Young friend, rest assured, Lingjue Sect will never betray the Nine Profound Sword Gate."

Han Muye smiled lightly and muttered to himself, "Some things, who can say clearly..."

Qi Mingyuan opened his mouth, glanced at the majestic sword pavilion, and said softly, "Alright, I will have Qi Tao join the Nine Profound Sword Gate and not return to Lingjue Sect within ten years."

"Only, I am curious, why the Fire Lineage?"

"From what I know, the Fire Lineage of the Nine Profound Sword Gate seems to have declined."

Han Muye looked at him and said, "Precisely because the Fire Lineage has declined, he will have the opportunity to leave after ten years."

"If he joined the Water Lineage, with the old ancestor sitting in charge, it would be uncertain whether he would return to Lingjue Sect after ten years."

The Nine Profound Sword Gate had five lineages: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. The Fire Lineage's old ancestor had betrayed, and while the Earth Lineage had many experts, it lacked top-tier experts.

The remaining three lineages—Metal, Wood, and Water—each had a top-tier realm of Earth expert who had formed a golden core, half a step away from the Yuan stage.

With such experts in charge, Qi Tao would not be free to leave after ten years.

Moreover, a lineage with such experts would not lack resources, and Qi Tao might not be willing to leave after ten years.

Qi Mingyuan nodded.

After Han Muye's guidance, he understood how to cultivate the third level of Jueyun and did not linger any longer.

Watching Qi Mingyuan leave, Han Muye looked into the distance.

He could comprehend the wind and fire techniques, and the experts in the Fire Lineage could naturally do the same.

The Fire Lineage expert, Su Yuan, who led the expedition against the Three Qin Sword Sect, had likely learned the Five Profound Sword Technique Liuyuan, right?

With this sword technique, the Fire Lineage of the Nine Profound Sword Gate was not without the possibility of revival.

Liuyuan, Jueyun, Dangyun.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, and sword light flickered in his hands.

In his left hand, Qingming, the wind and clouds were cut off!

In his right hand, Ziyi, the fire spread for a thousand miles!

The fusion of Jueyun and Dangyun sword techniques transformed the sword moves into something no less than a Five Profound Sword Technique.

The Liuyuan sword technique was also a Five Profound.

Five Profound paired with Five Profound, the wind and fire spread for thousands of miles!

Endless sword light turned into wind and fire, as if about to surge ten thousand feet in front of Han Muye!

The wind was fierce!

The fire was intense!

If this sword technique were to be completed, it would be a great wind and fire momentum!

Han Muye's eyes shone with boundless passion!

But just a moment later, his face turned pale, the sword qi of the two longswords dissipated, and with a resounding hum, they flew back to the sword pavilion.

"The great wind and fire momentum, indeed, is not easily wielded."

"Sword momentum, heh heh..."

Speaking softly, Han Muye's eyes still shone with a fierce light despite his pale face.

The fusion of Jueyun and Dangyun, combined with the Five Profound Sword Technique Liuyuan, formed a great wind and fire momentum, becoming an unparalleled sword momentum.

Unfortunately, even knowing the method to凝聚 this sword momentum, his cultivation and physical strength were too weak to wield it.

Or rather, the cost would be too great, not worth it.

But having comprehended and mastered it, he was not afraid of not having the opportunity to wield this sword.

...

"Huh, that big benefactor, Senior, left? Didn't he stay for a meal?" Lu Gao looked around, his face showing a hint of regret as he carried various dishes back.

Lin Shen's gaze swept the surroundings, his expression serious.

His cultivation was much deeper than Lu Gao's, and he could sense the sword intent that had not yet dissipated from the sword pavilion.

And that power that made his heart tremble.

Could it be the legendary sword momentum?

Han Muye shook his head, brought out a small wooden table, and set the dishes on it.

"Elder, would you like to join us for a meal?"

He looked up at the third floor of the sword pavilion.

Lu Gao's hand paused as it reached for a chicken leg, his face stiffening.

"No need."

The voice of the sword pavilion elder came.

Lin Shen looked up at the open window on the third floor of the sword pavilion.

The sword pavilion elder, an existence comparable to the three old ancestors of the Nine Profound Sword Gate, was so approachable?

Would the sword pavilion elder really respond?

Han Muye unceremoniously took the chicken leg that Lu Gao had aimed for.

He had displayed his sword intent in front of the sword pavilion, and the sword pavilion elder was well aware of it.

Even his small actions were known to the sword pavilion elder.

But in the eyes of such a powerful elder, these were just trifles, not worth mentioning.

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In the evening, Huang Lao Liu returned happily.

Along with him were Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia.

The very perceptive Lu Gao not only brought back more dishes but also borrowed a large table from the dining hall and carried it back.

Not many people in the dining hall were willing to pay extra for a meal, so Lu Gao was now a golden leg in the dining hall. Borrowing a table was a small matter.

Under the setting sun, the golden sword pavilion shone brilliantly.

Huang Lao Liu and Lu Qingping sat leaning against the sword pavilion, Lin Shen sat with his sister.

Han Muye and Lu Gao each took a side, surrounding the square table.

"This meal is quite sumptuous, Brother Lu must have spent a lot," Han Muye said with a smile, looking at the full table of dishes.

"Small matter, small matter." Lu Gao grinned.

Today, he had directly earned a medium-grade spirit stone. What was a table of dishes?

Lu Gao reached out, then suddenly looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye laughed and shouted, "Elder, would you like to join us for a meal?"

Huang Lao Liu was startled.

Fortunately, there was no response from upstairs.

Everyone stopped being polite and reached out.

Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia did not hesitate.

"Second Brother, did you arrange for Brother Zhao to give me weak opponents?" Lin Yuxia asked, turning to look at Lin Shen as she ate.

Lin Shen was taken aback and looked up at Han Muye across from him.

Han Muye laughed and focused on his meal.

"So, were my two opponents also specially arranged?" Lu Qingping stopped her hand and looked at Huang Lao Liu.

"That, this..."

Huang Lao Liu's face turned red, but he didn't know how to explain.

In front of Lu Qingping, he couldn't lie.

"Ah, Brother Zhenxiong, I told you, I just want a fair match, to win some resources for my Qingfeng Temple, and then I'll go back to Jinyang with you." Lu Qingping's expression dimmed slightly, and she shook her head lightly.

The atmosphere at the table instantly became somber.

Lin Shen turned and glared at Lin Yuxia.

"What, Brother Huang Zhenxiong, are you not going to be the sword observer anymore?"

At this moment, a voice echoed from the sword pavilion.

Everyone's faces changed, and they quickly stood up.

The sword pavilion elder!

"The food is quite good."

"Han Muye called me for a meal, why didn't you wait for me?"

"No wine? Fortunately, I brought some."

Sitting in the spot vacated by Huang Lao Liu and Lu Qingping, the white-haired sword pavilion elder raised his hand, and a small wine flask appeared.

"Sit down."