Chapter 93

When he heard him say he was leaving, Huang Lao Liu was taken aback.

Han Muye walked straight out, striding quickly.

Behind him, shadows of blood-red iron oxen began to appear.

These shadows of iron oxen were almost solid, almost becoming tangible.

This was the enhancement from the power of the great demon’s bone, which was an unexpected gain for Han Muye.

Walking quickly, Han Muye stopped outside the market near the Alchemy Hall.

His body was filled with surging qi and blood, his expression cold and stern, and his white inner gate robe made people dare not approach him.

As he walked to the entrance of Su Zhen Building, the oppressive aura from Han Muye made the people at the entrance subconsciously step back.

Han Muye stood outside Su Zhen Building.

People who were selecting various elixirs and medicinal materials in Su Zhen Building quietly walked out and dispersed in all directions.

"Senior Brother Han?"

Bai Suzhen walked out of the shop, slightly taken aback when she saw Han Muye.

Lifting her head to look at Han Muye’s expression, Bai Suzhen was shaken to her core.

"Bai Suzhen, I want you to give me an explanation."

Han Muye spoke calmly.

For some reason, when she heard Han Muye’s words, Bai Suzhen felt a chill, as if a cold aura was pressing down on her.

Was it sword qi, or sword intent?

Wasn’t Senior Brother Han a sword observer at the Sword Pavilion? How could he cultivate sword qi?

Turning her head to look around, Bai Suzhen lowered her voice. "Senior Brother Han, you might have misunderstood something."

"Let’s talk inside the shop."

Seeing that Han Muye did not respond, Bai Suzhen said softly, "Senior Brother Han, some things are better not known by outsiders."

After saying this, she turned and walked into the shop.

Han Muye walked into the shop with a stern face, following her up to the second floor.

"Senior Brother Han, do you think I provided those dead soldiers with elixirs?"

Bai Suzhen turned around and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye looked at her.

Bai Suzhen shook her head and sighed lightly. "Senior Brother Han, the business of top-grade elixirs can make me very rich. Why would I take such a huge risk to do something that endangers the Nine Profound Sword Sect?"

"This would be of no benefit to me at all."

Han Muye still stared at her intently.

Bai Suzhen had a pained expression and spread her hands. "Senior Brother Han, if you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do."

"If you really don’t believe me, do with me as you will."

As she said this, she closed her eyes, raised her head, and exposed her white neck.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said calmly, "Today, a realm of earth expert attempted to break into the Sword Pavilion."

Realm of earth!

Bai Suzhen was shaken to her core, her eyes wide open.

"How dare they..."

As she said this, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes, and she said softly, "No wonder Sect Master Jin went to the Taiyi Sword Sect."

"So, it was to suppress the great demon in the Sword Pavilion..."

Taiyi Sword Sect.

The leading sect among the four great sword sects.

Bai Suzhen actually knew about the great demon being suppressed in the Sword Pavilion and said that it was related to the sect master’s departure.

Han Muye frowned and stared at Bai Suzhen. "Are you saying that all of this was done intentionally by the sect master?"

The elder of the Sword Pavilion was far away, rescuing people at the Lu Yuan Mountain, ten thousand miles away.

Three grand elders were guarding a thousand miles away.

The sect master visited the Taiyi Sword Sect.

The entire Nine Profound Mountain was at its most vulnerable.

If the great demon were to be released at this time, would it all be a coincidence?

"It’s impossible. There are countless disciples on the Nine Profound Mountain. How could the sect master allow the great demon to be released?" Han Muye shook his head.

"Ha ha, the great demon rampaging?" Bai Suzhen laughed lightly, her expression calm. "At this moment, that grand elder of the Taiyi Sword Sect, the first swordsman of the Western Border, might already be tens of thousands of miles away."

The first swordsman of the Western Border, Tu Sun Shi, a grand elder of the Taiyi Sword Sect.

If this person were to act, he might really be able to slay a realm of heaven great demon.

After all, the great demon had been suppressed for ten thousand years and was surely very weak.

"Does the sect master have a reason to do this?" Han Muye’s voice lacked certainty and was filled with hesitation.

"An elder of the Sword Pavilion dies, the gate of the Nine Profound Mountain is breached by the great demon, countless disciples die, and the sect master of the Nine Profound Sword Sect personally refines the Nine Profound Sword to suppress the demon. Is that too much?" Bai Suzhen said softly, looking at Han Muye.

"Five veins gather, the sect master of the Jin Ze Sect, who is said to control the flow of water, personally wields the Nine Profound Sword. Such power is probably only matched by three sects in the entire Western Border."

Three sects, three realm of heaven experts.

All the calculations were for the refinement of the Nine Profound Sword.

Just for this sword that can slay a realm of heaven expert, would the Nine Profound Mountain be allowed to be bathed in blood?

Han Muye’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Cutting off emotions and desires, stepping onto the path of immortality.

In the eyes of those great cultivators, what else could be sacrificed besides their own strength and cultivation?

Perhaps only such an explanation could account for why the Nine Profound Sword Sect, one of the four great sword sects, was in such a state today, like a sieve, with chaos everywhere.

Some people had ulterior motives, some went along with the flow, and some fanned the flames.

All the calculations were for the greater good of the Western Border.

The sacrifices, whether disciples or elders, were not worth mentioning.

"Senior Brother Han, how many of the powerful figures in the cultivation world, who have lived for countless years, are not cold-blooded?"

Bai Suzhen looked into Han Muye’s eyes. "Like Senior Brother Han, if you ever truly wanted to kill me, would you hesitate?"

Killing Bai Suzhen?

Han Muye lowered his head and did not answer.

Who knew what would happen in the cultivation world.

Seeing Han Muye’s expression, Bai Suzhen laughed and took a step forward. "Senior Brother Han, if we become enemies one day, I will let you go."

Han Muye looked up at her.

Bai Suzhen’s eyes were clear.

"I need to go to Lu Yuan Mountain. Can you help me?" Han Muye suddenly spoke again.

His words made Bai Suzhen pause.

"I need to reach Lu Yuan Mountain before Elder Gao wields his sword. Can you do that?" Han Muye spoke again.

Bai Suzhen looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a pill appeared in his palm.

It was bright and round.

A Spirit Fusion Pill.

Top-grade.

"You should know that even if you send the Broken Beam Sword of the San Qin Sword Sect, this battle cannot be avoided."

"You can’t stop it."

Bai Suzhen’s face showed a struggle as she looked at the pill and then said softly, "The pill is a good pill, but if I send you to Lu Yuan Mountain, will you be able to return alive to refine more pills?"

In this world, who else could save the elder of the Sword Pavilion?

At least in the Western Border, there would be no one else who could save him.

No matter how many secrets Han Muye had or how many means he possessed, would they be useful against such a great cultivator?

Looking at Han Muye’s face, Bai Suzhen felt a strange emotion.

In this world, perhaps only the person in front of her would be willing to personally go to Lu Yuan Mountain to save the elder of the Sword Pavilion.

The entire Western Border was waiting for the elder of the Sword Pavilion to wield his sword.

"Rest assured, I will return alive." Han Muye’s voice was filled with a determination that could not be refused.

Bai Suzhen nodded, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Half an hour later, I will wait for you outside the gate of the Nine Profound Mountain."

Han Muye’s face showed a hint of a smile as he placed the pill on the table and said softly, "Fifty-fifty split."

After saying this, he turned and walked away.

Bai Suzhen stood there, holding the pill in her palm, biting her lip, and not speaking.

...

Han Muye returned to the Sword Pavilion in less than a quarter of an hour.

Huang Lao Liu, who had been waiting at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, hurriedly greeted him.

Han Muye walked forward, smiling and patting Huang Lao Liu’s shoulder.

This left Huang Lao Liu puzzled.

He walked into the meditation room, rolled up the White Tiger scroll on the wall, and put the Purple Flame Green Heaven Sword on his back. Then he straightened his clothes and walked out.

In front of the wooden rack in the Sword Pavilion, he was suddenly shaken as a wave of sword qi surged into his body.

He directly withdrew three strands of sword intent from the sword artifacts stored in the first floor of the Sword Pavilion.

After collecting the sword intent, he walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

At the entrance, Huang Lao Liu saw him with two swords on his back and his face changed.

"Sixth Brother, the Sword Pavilion is in your hands."

Han Muye walked out of the Sword Pavilion, descending the stone steps.

"Where are you going?" Huang Lao Liu hurriedly followed.

"I’m going to bring the elder back." Han Muye did not look back and said loudly.