Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 320: Han Muye’s First Trip to the Central Continent (2)

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For example, the last time they fought the Eastern Sea sword cultivators outside the mountain gate, the two disciples who received Senior Brother Han’s guidance had their combat strength improve greatly.

They didn’t know the reason.

They simply listened to Senior Brother Han’s guidance.

Han Muye was pleased that Cui Helian was willing to go to Jinyang City.

This saved him the trouble of finding an instructor for Huang Zhihu.

Cui Helian was an Earth Realm cultivator. He was from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and had studied Confucianism for decades. He was very suitable.

“Junior Brother Cui, don’t worry. After three years, if you still can’t have an epiphany, I’ll personally enlighten you.”

As Han Muye spoke, a golden aura flashed across his body.

Enlightenment.

In the inheritance of the Confucian Dao, those disciples of the Great Cultivation Sect used the Great Spirit to stimulate the power of the Great Spirit in their divine treasures.

This method consumed a lot of Great Spirit. Ordinary people were unwilling to use it.

Seeing the rich golden aura on Han Muye’s body and hearing him say that he would help him comprehend, Cui He hurriedly nodded excitedly. “Senior Brother, don’t worry.”

When Han Muye left the library and returned to the Sword Pavilion, Lin Shen handed him a green branch.

“A message from Green Wheat Mountain.”

Han Muye took the wooden branch and scanned it with his divine sense.

This was from the Heaven Realm demon, Mu Jin, in the Green Wheat Mountain. According to their previous communication, he was invited to the Central Continent.

Mu Jin had the token to guard the Green Wheat Mountain and was qualified to pass through the Heaven and Earth Barrier when sending spiritual herbs to Shuxi County.

Han Muye had contacted Mu Jin previously about going to the Central Continent with her.

If he went with Mu Jin, his safety would at least be much more assured with his official identity.

This time, Han Muye wanted to open up the trade route between the Central Continent and the Western Frontier.

He wanted to see for himself.

“Instructor Lin, we’ll go down the mountain tomorrow.”

Putting away the wooden branch, Han Muye spoke.

Lin Shen nodded.

He didn’t ask where he was going.

Han Muye returned to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, sorted out the various supplies in his hands, and refined a few furnaces of pills.

The next morning, Han Muye and Lin Shen quietly went down the mountain. Then, they set up the flying boat and headed down the mountain to the market.

Kong Chaode was already waiting.

“Young Master.” Kong Chaode, who was dressed in a green robe and did not look like a Confucian cultivator at all, bowed and looked at Han Muye in a daze.

At this moment, Han Muye was dressed in a scholarly robe and had a folding fan in his hand.

Moreover, a rather dense Great Spirit flashed on his body.

He was at least at the Elementary Scholar Realm.

“Young Master, your Great Spirit cultivation…”

Han Muye was a sword cultivator, but he had actually cultivated the Great Spirit to such a level. Such talent was really shocking.

“The cultivation paths in the world are interconnected.” Han Muye waved his fan and smiled. “When you understand this principle, your Confucian cultivation will improve greatly.”

At this moment, Kong Chaode’s Confucian cultivation was evident at a mere glance to Han Muye.

High Scholar Realm.

Among the young Confucian cultivators, he was considered an expert, but not a true expert.

Such methods were only useful in a county. If he went further, he would not be able to reach the prefecture level.

His foundation was still too weak.

However, Kong Chaode’s talent was not bad. It would be very useful to train his temperament and cultivation.

“Thank you for your guidance, Immortal Han.”

Kong Chaode bowed to Han Muye and said with a smile, “Any guidance from Immortal Han of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect is an opportunity.

“Young Master, your reputation is at its peak now.”

Ever since he was at the Cloud Nest Ridge, Han Muye had been guiding others in their cultivation.

The last time he returned from the Blazing Sun Palace, he was challenged along the way. He sparred with them and gave pointers, allowing the challengers to gain a lot.

In front of the Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Sect, Immortal Han could casually guide ordinary disciples to defeat the elite sword cultivators of the Eastern Sea sect.

The story of Immortal Han had already spread throughout the cultivation world of the Western Frontier.

The flying ship rose again and headed straight for Green Wheat Mountain.

Lin Shen drove the flying ship, while Han Muye and Kong Chaode walked opposite each other in the cabin.

“Young Master, the Central Continent is rich and has many spiritual rock mines. Not only are there a large number of high-grade spiritual rocks, but there are also many rich mines that produce supreme-grade spiritual rocks.”

Looking at Han Muye, Kong Chaode introduced some details of the Central Continent.

Compared to the Central Continent, the Western Frontier was considered barren and had very few spiritual rocks.

Hence, the value of spiritual rocks was high, and the price of many treasures in the Western Frontier was relatively low.

“For example, the supreme-grade Green Mystic Pill you refined costs at least a million spiritual rocks in the Central Continent.”

Kong Chaode held a clear pill in his hand and sighed softly.

This pill was an eighth-grade pill. In the Western Frontier, it was supreme-grade and only cost 300,000 spiritual rocks.

The price difference between the Central Continent and the Western Frontier was more than 60%.

“However, the Central Continent’s alchemy is at its peak. There are many fifth-grade alchemy grandmasters who can refine fourth-grade pills. There are even a few grandmasters who can refine third-grade pills.

“Young Master, the pills you refine will have to compete with these alchemy cultivators to seize the market.”

Kong Chaode looked at Han Muye.

The Western Frontier lacked alchemy cultivators. Even if the level of alchemy cultivators was limited, they were still respected. The medicinal pills refined were in short supply.

On the other hand, the Central Continent’s alchemy was prosperous, and the pill market was extremely vast.

Not only did Han Muye refine few pills, but he also had to compete with those alchemy experts.

For example, in Mushen City, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Void Meridian Pill defeated Minghua Valley’s Void Meridian Pill.

From then on, the Nine Mystic Void Meridian Pill became the best in the Western Frontier.

What was there not to compete for in the world of cultivation?

“Do you know about Central Continent Alchemy?” Han Muye put away the fan in his hand and chuckled. “I’m very interested in it.”