Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The one running amok in the sky was the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s fire lineage patriarch.

Back then, it was said that he had stumbled into the old site of the Blazing Sun Palace. It turned out that he was in this secret place!

Everyone gasped when they saw the fire dragon explode.

Such power was definitely not half a step into the Heaven Realm!

Could it be that Patriarch Tao Ran was already a Heaven Realm cultivator?

There was another Heaven Realm expert in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect!

“Little brats, get ready. I’m going to let some brats in!”

In the sky, Patriarch Tao Ran’s voice sounded.

Then the sky seemed to split open. A ray of spiritual light descended, and countless cultivators from outside the realm rushed down.

There were also many Cloud Heaven Realm cultivators hiding in the Fire Source World who instantly rushed out and escaped from this pillar of light.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect used the Fire Source World as a training ground, and so did the Cloud Heaven Realm cultivators.

From Patriarch Tao Ran and the others, they learned that because of a powerful opponent like the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, the price of the Cloud Heaven Realm’s Ethereal Dao Sect to train in the Fire Source World had increased several times.

However, there were even more people fighting for it.

To the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, life and death battles could increase their combat strength. The cultivators of the Cloud Heaven Realm thought the same!

The two sides had even developed a tacit understanding. From time to time, Patriarch Tao Ran would open the Heavenly Gate and let these cultivators from the Cloud Heaven Realm enter.

At this moment, the Heavenly Gate opened. Countless people from the Cloud Heaven Realm came. Whether the elites of the various sects were prepared or not, they could only fly up.

For a moment, there was a roar, and sword light and spiritual light exploded.

Han Muye held Huang Zhihu’s hand and stood on the hundred-foot-long white feather.

They were flanked by Yang Mingxuan and Liu Hong. Bai Suzhen, Mu Wan, and the others were all on the white feather.

Bai Suzhen was fine. Light circulated around her, and several streams of light appeared. Clearly, she had many protective treasures.

Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia’s cultivation levels were not high. Looking at the tragic battle, their expressions were solemn.

Compared to them, Mu Wan’s face was pale.

As she said, she was only good at refining pills.

Han Muye had not brought them to the Fire Source World to really let them fight, but it was good for them to observe and comprehend more.

As a cultivator, how could one not fight with one’s life?

It was impossible to go far in cultivation otherwise.

Cultivation was a process of competition.

Han Muye quietly sized them up. Although Huang Zhihu was young, she did not seem to be afraid of such a tragic battle. Instead, she looked curious, and there was a hint of excitement in her eyes.

Han Muye led them to watch as the Cloud Heaven Realm cultivators who had slipped through the net rushed over. Yang Mingxuan and Liu Hong naturally killed them.

Yang Mingxuan’s attacks were ruthless. Compared to him, Liu Hong was a complete rookie.

Yang Mingxuan had fought in the Fire Source World for two years. The ferocity of his attacks terrified those Cloud Heaven Realm cultivators.

After the battle, Han Muye gathered the elites of the various sects and then guided them according to the battle scene he saw.

Han Muye held Huang Zhihu’s hand in one hand. When he saw the person in front of him, he recalled the scene of his previous battle.

“Mu Tianyan from the Blazing Sun Sword Sect, your sect’s swordsmanship isn’t bad, but when you were training, you hesitated.”

Han Muye raised his hand and naturally took the sword from the white-robed young man’s hand, then waved it a few times.

“If this move is followed by a horizontal slash, the lethality will increase by at least 30%.

“This assassin didn’t do anything wrong. What a pity.”

After practicing a few moves and collecting the memories and sword qi in the sword, Han Muye returned the sword under the other party’s respectful and grateful gaze.

Mu Tianyan was not stupid. He received the sword and quickly took a few spiritual rocks.

Huang Zhihu did not reject shiny spiritual rocks.

Han Muye laughed and helped Huang Zhihu stuff the spiritual rocks into her small pockets, then led her elsewhere.

“Godfather, he fights so slowly.”

Huang Zhihu’s words made Han Muye’s eyes light up, then he laughed and said, “Good girl, you were born to be a sword caretaker.”

Han Muye led Huang Zhihu to point out sword techniques, instructing the spell cultivators to use them from time to time.

Lu Qingping, Mu Wan, and the others brought pills and spiritual herbs.

Lu Qingping, the sixth sister-in-law, Mu Wan, the genius of the Mu family, and Bai Suzhen, the eldest daughter of the Shangyang Demon Sect, came to offer their condolences. Because of their identities, these sect elites did not dare to neglect them.

During the battle, Mu Wan did not even dare to look straight at him. At this moment, be it bandaging his wound or refining pills on the spot, her eyes were bright and her attacks were precise.

Her group attracted the attention of those elites.

Han Muye watched the subsequent battle from the side. When it ended, he went forward to give pointers.

Mu Wan and the others treated the injured and refined medicinal pills.

Unconsciously, the combat strength of these elites of the various sects increased rapidly.

The comprehension of a life-and-death battle was the deepest.

“Everyone, after the battle tomorrow, we will return to the Nine Mystic Mountain,” Han Muye said as he stood on the cliff and looked down.

Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.

“So fast…” Reluctance flashed across a green-robed Daoist’s face.

Half a month had passed before he felt the opportunity to improve rapidly.

The others looked at each other with complicated expressions.

They were also injured, but not seriously.

With the protection of Patriarch Tao Ran, Han Muye’s guidance, and Mu Wan and the others’ treatment, everything was under control.

It was rare to have such an opportunity to improve in combat.

“The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sect Master’s succession ceremony is about to begin. Of course, everyone has to go back.”

Han Muye saw everyone’s expressions. He smiled and said, “However, our Nine Mystic Sword Sect is prepared to share this Fire Source World. In the future, you will all have the chance to come.”