Chapter 83

The Peiyuan Rongling Pill is a precious medicinal pill for enhancing cultivation during the Peiyuan stage.

As the pill entered his stomach, Han Muye's whole body trembled.

This Peiyuan Rongling Pill contains a rich amount of spiritual energy and a vigorous flow of blood and qi.

The spiritual energy traveled through his meridians, with the consumption being significantly less than before when he had a Ninth Rank资质.

In his dantian, the already abundant spiritual energy began to rise, creating a feeling of fullness.

His spiritual energy cultivation started to slowly increase.

The blood and qi force gathered, and a faintly blood-colored iron bull shadow emerged behind Han Muye.

After realizing that the Iron Bull Technique was not an ordinary body-strengthening technique, Han Muye had already focused on cultivating this technique.

At this moment, after swallowing one pill, his Iron Bull Technique directly broke through.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Han Muye swallowed the remaining pills without hesitation.

If it were someone else, they would absolutely not dare to swallow five Peiyuan Rongling Pills at once.

Han Muye dared to swallow five pills directly because his dantian space was vast and he had enough sword intent and sword qi to regulate his body.

It took him nearly a day to digest the medicinal power of the five pills.

By the second morning, the medicinal power was completely absorbed.

At this moment, nine green bull shadows floated behind him!

The power of nine bulls!

This is the pinnacle of body-strengthening cultivation during the Peiyuan stage.

Only a technique like the Iron Bull Technique can condense the power of nine bulls during the Peiyuan stage.

Other body-strengthening techniques, at the Ninth Rank of Peiyuan, can at most have the strength of five bulls.

With the power of nine bulls condensed, Han Muye felt his blood and qi surging, and every movement was filled with overwhelming power.

Having cultivated the Iron Bull Technique to this level, the next step would be to deduce its further development.

For now, Han Muye did not have the leisure to deduce the Iron Bull Technique.

Zhao Pu had once invited him to explore the secret place where he discovered the Iron Bull Technique, but the demon chaos delayed the plan, and it was unknown when he could go.

Reaching the Ninth Rank of Peiyuan in body-strengthening cultivation was a pleasant surprise.

However, his spiritual energy cultivation only reached the Sixth Rank, which made Han Muye somewhat depressed.

Five Rongling Pills should have been able to increase his cultivation by five ranks.

He was previously at the Third Rank of Peiyuan, and it should have been no problem to directly increase to the Eighth Rank.

But he overlooked two things.

One was that he did not have a sufficiently good cultivation technique.

With his Ninth Rank资质, most of the techniques in the Yinfalou were not suitable for him.

Of course, even if he had cultivated a good technique, five Rongling Pills would not have been enough to directly boost his cultivation to the Eighth Rank of Peiyuan.

"Having a vast dantian can also be a headache..."

With his divine consciousness, he saw the spiritual energy rolling in his dantian, which was about two meters in diameter.

Such a vast dantian was comparable to the early stage of the Condensing Qi stage.

Because of the vast dantian, the five Rongling Pills only increased his cultivation by three ranks.

And the next time, even with Rongling Pills, three pills might not be enough to increase his cultivation to the Seventh Rank of Peiyuan.

"If I could have the formula for the Rongling Pill and make it myself, I wouldn't have to worry."

Han Muye's eyes gleamed as he muttered to himself.

Having gotten used to the best-quality Yunqi Pills, he had high standards for the quality of medicinal pills.

He wondered if Elder Su Liang from the Bangshui Residence had the formula for the Rongling Pill.

Han Muye planned to visit him when he had the time.

He would also take the opportunity to inquire about the situation outside the Jiuxuan Mountain.

Although Elder Su Liang was not involved in affairs, he, being an elder, had some channels to understand the overall situation of the sect.

In the courtyard, Huang Lao Liu, dressed in training clothes, was practicing with great enthusiasm, punching and kicking.

It seemed that to be able to stay with Lu Qingping for a long time, Huang Lao Liu was preparing to train hard to live longer.

Han Muye held a long sword, and the sword light was chaotic.

With his physical strength now at the peak of the Peiyuan stage, his control over sword techniques was even better than before.

Without mobilizing the spiritual energy in his dantian, his sword techniques still had sufficient killing power.

"Han brother, you should go to the Yinfalou and find a sword technique to practice."

Turning to look at Han Muye's chaotic sword techniques, Huang Lao Liu shook his head and said, "You have such good insight and vision, why are your sword techniques so poor?"

Poor?

Han Muye opened his mouth but said nothing.

Each move was at least a disassembled technique from the Three Profound Sword Techniques!

Ignoring Huang Lao Liu, Han Muye wielded two swords in the courtyard, scattering sword light everywhere.

"I think Pingmei's sword techniques are more beautiful."

Huang Lao Liu, forced to the corner by the sword light, muttered a few words, adjusted his clothes, and walked back to the sword pavilion.

After he left, Han Muye's sword light became even colder.

Each move and technique was filled with profundity.

Often, just the starting move of a Three Profound Sword Technique would be followed by a killing move from the outer sect's sword techniques.

Sometimes, a sword technique would change midway, involving both Three Profound and Four Profound techniques.

Such sword techniques were naturally beyond Huang Lao Liu's understanding.

"The next time I meet Master Mo Yuan, he will be very surprised."

Han Muye, standing still with his sword, whispered softly.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source."

Without cultivating ten thousand swords, how can one return to the source?

Mo Yuan, who had spent two hundred years in the outer sect, had almost mastered all the outer sect's sword techniques of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, condensing them into the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source."

That was the condensation of his own sword cultivation.

Now, Han Muye, when observing swords, could understand more sword techniques than Mo Yuan.

The outer sect's sword techniques, inner sect's sword techniques, and even the secret Three Profound and above sword techniques, he could cultivate.

Not just the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, he could also access various sword techniques outside the Jiuxuan Mountain.

If one day he could truly understand ten thousand swords and return to the source, such sword techniques might truly be able to cut through the Heavenly Realm!

——

The sword pavilion elder was not there, and Lin Shen had gone down the mountain to slay demons.

The sword pavilion suddenly became quiet.

"Ah, I didn't feel it before, but now it's really uncomfortable."

At the entrance, Lu Gao sighed.

Huang Lao Liu, about to scold, saw Lu Gao suddenly stand up.

"Important place of the sword pavilion, no outsiders allowed—"

Lu Gao shouted loudly.

At the entrance, an elderly voice came: "Please inform my friend, Cao Anchun from the Cao family is here to deliver a sword."

Cao Anchun?

The head of the Cao family, a famous alchemy family?

Han Muye and Huang Lao Liu were both stunned, exchanged glances, and stood up.

The two walked out of the sword pavilion and saw an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a linen short shirt, standing at the bottom of the nine-tiered stone steps.

Behind the old man, Cao Pei, who had delivered the sword last time, led a group of young men in green robes, bowing and holding wooden boxes.

Beside the old man, a girl in light red training clothes and a young man in a green robe with a gold crown stood together.

Han Muye had seen this girl before.

In the memory of the semi-spiritual weapon Ice Breaker.

She was a girl with excellent alchemy talent.

"Head of the Cao family, you personally delivering the sword is really too much trouble." Huang Lao Liu smiled and quickly walked down the stone steps to greet Cao Anchun.

The Cao family had been refining weapons for the Jiuxuan Sword Sect for many years.

Cao Anchun, the head of the Cao family, was a well-known alchemy master, having refined no less than ten spiritual swords.

"If the elder were here today, he would surely have a drink with the head of the Cao family." Huang Lao Liu approached, smiling and bowing to Cao Anchun.

Such a famous alchemy master, when visiting the Jiuxuan Mountain, would be treated with respect even by the sword pavilion elder.

"I am not here to see Senior Brother Gao." Cao Anchun shook his head and glanced at Cao Pei behind him.

Cao Pei looked up and saw Han Muye standing on the stone steps.

"So, the one who rejected our Cao family's sword last time is this young friend?" Cao Anchun looked at Han Muye, his expression unchanged, and spoke calmly.

His words made Huang Lao Liu's face stiff.

The young man and woman standing beside Cao Anchun both raised their heads to stare at Han Muye.

"Head of the Cao family, I am responsible for receiving the swords, and any sword that does not pass the inspection cannot enter the sword pavilion."

"Whether it's the Cao family or the Liu family."

Han Muye's expression remained unchanged as he spoke softly.

"Hmph! A mere sword observer also has the qualifications to discuss swords!" As Han Muye finished speaking, the young man beside Cao Anchun already shouted angrily.