Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Invisible forces drifted through the void and were then gathered by a certain power.

This was the best nourishment for cultivating the power of the divine soul.

Han Muye wasn’t one to be polite.

“Boom!”

A rumbling sound came from the void.

Fifteen minutes later, hundreds of sword lights descended from the sky and scattered throughout the city.

The city gate, city wall, and several large armament furnaces were all suppressed by sword lights.

“Buzz!”

In the void, sword lights rose and transformed into a colossal phantom of a towering sword.

The sword formation was complete, and all the cultivators in the scattered fire city breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had been given a new lease on life.

Half a day later, a sword light crossed the sky, carrying a thousand-foot illusion, and directly slammed into the central square of the scattered fire city.

As the sword light fell, a powerful force enveloped an area of thousands of miles.

This was a top-tier expert in the way of the sword, and this sword light was already capable of suppressing the power of heaven and earth.

Fifteen minutes later, a loud shout resounded through the world, causing the land to rumble. “The Gale Bandits attacking Sanhuo City is a provocation to my Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.

“I, Xiong Ke, the Elder of the Zhenxuan Hall in the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect, hereby issue a decree to eradicate all Gale Bandits in the Transient Wasteland.”

An eight-story sword tower floated in the air, with sword lights sweeping through the surrounding void.

The Mystic Spirit Sword Sect issued a mission to exterminate the Gale Bandits!

Although all the cultivators in Sanhuo City knew that the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect would seek revenge, they didn’t expect it to be so severe, directly launching an extermination campaign.

Moreover, a deacon Elder dared to issue an order to exterminate the powerful Gale Bandits. The Mystic Spirit Sword Sect did not take the Gale Bandits seriously at all.

Various discussions filled the city, but instead of fear, more people felt a sense of relief.

The unknown expert from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect could break the Ten Thousand Cavalry Array. Now, a steward elder has arrived, and it is only natural for them to confront the Gale Bandits scattered throughout the Transient Wasteland.

Zhang Zhenbiao, pale-faced, stood respectfully in the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s stronghold.

In front of him stood an old man in a black robe, carrying a green longsword on his back.

The old man had long eyebrows like swords, and it seemed like sword energy surged in his eyes.

On both sides of the hall, several tall figures, their bodies intertwined with sword intent, stood motionless.

In the lower part of the hall, Dao Lord Peng Ming was slumped and trembling, kneeling on the ground.

“Elder, the trial disciple that Senior Zhang mentioned has already left the newly repaired teleportation array.

“Just a quarter of an hour ago, he was accompanied by Zuo Baichou from Wanshen Trading Company and Zhao Chen from Jujin Trading Company.”

A middle-aged swordsman wearing half-body armor and carrying three longswords strode in from outside and respectfully reported to the elder at the head.

Hearing his words, the black-bearded elder frowned.

Below, Zhang Zhenbiao lowered his head. His eyes flickered with joy.

“Zhang Zhenbiao.” The old man’s eyes were like lightning as he spoke in a low voice.

“Elder, I’m here,” Zhang Zhenbiao bowed.

Xiong Ke was an ultimate expert at the peak of Human Immortal realm and the Elder in charge of the Zhenxuan Hall.

However, Zhang Zhenbiao was from the Zhenhuang Hall and did not belong directly under Xiong Ke’s command.

Today, he showed respect because he was respectful towards the elder’s identity and his arrival for rescue.

“Our sect’s disciples have suffered casualties, and the scattered fire in the city has been extinguished, causing extensive damage. As the guardian disciple, you have a responsibility,” Xiong Ke’s voice sounded indifferent.

Zhang Zhenbiao did not defend himself. He simply bowed his head and remained silent.

If the elder truly wanted to punish him, he would have already taken action when interrogating Dao Lord Peng Ming.

At this point, Han Muye had already left, so there was no reason to suppress him.

Indeed.

“Although you cannot escape from your guilt, your contributions are not insignificant,” Xiong Ke’s voice carried a hint of gentleness.

“One hundred Ascendant Tiger Guards, 20 Nine-Death Insects, and the Gale Bandits both inside and outside the city,” Xiong Ke shook his head, a sense of emotion in his voice. “Even I can’t fathom how you managed to defend the city in such a situation.”

His words made the surrounding disciples of the Sword Sect show a hint of admiration as they looked at Zhang Zhenbiao.

According to the information they had gathered, Zhang Zhenbiao had been seriously injured and fought desperately several times, even having the intention to perish with the city.

He fulfilled his duty of defending the territory.

Moreover, he was able to maintain stability in such a perilous situation. Zhang Zhenbiao indeed had skills.

“Elder, you flatter me. It is the prestige of our sect and the overall situation of our Sword Sect that I rely on,” Zhang Zhenbiao raised his head, displaying an imposing righteousness.

Zhang Zhenbiao looked up with a righteous expression.

“Furthermore, Brother Han is also a disciple of our Sword Sect. His actions are a testament to the prosperity of our sect and the existence of countless powerful individuals.”

His words were eloquent.

Whether it was upholding the righteousness of the sect or pointing out Han Muye’s identity, he stood on the side of the sect.

Truly deserving of being a disciple responsible for defending the territory..

Xiong Ke nodded, a smile appearing on his face. “As for the disciple with the surname Han, he does not yet have an official status in the sect. It would be better to credit you with the achievements.”

“The accomplishments of capturing a leader of the Gale Bandits, hundreds of Gale Bandits, and the merits of the Ascendant Tiger Guards are sufficient for you to exchange for meritorious service and directly reach the level of Sword Sage.”

This was a great achievement.

The other disciples around him wore expressions of envy.

As long as Han Muye’s contributions were erased, everything would be attributed to Zhang Zhenbiao.

A glimmer of longing flashed in Zhang Zhenbiao’s eyes, but he shook his head.

“Elder, it is Brother Han’s accomplishments. I will never erase them.”

Upon hearing his words, Xiong Ke’s expression darkened. “Have you thought it through? Without significant achievements, your guilt will not be light.”

Zhang Zhenbiao laughed heartily, cupped his hands, and said loudly, “Elder, rest assured. When my senior brother from the Zhenhuang Hall arrives, I will relinquish my duty of defending the territory and go to the Zhenhuang Hall’s headquarters to accept punishment.”

After speaking, he bowed slightly. “I have injuries to attend to, so I will go for treatment first.”

He turned around and left.

Xiong Ke’s expression changed.

The disciples looked at each other, and someone helped Peng Ming, who was lying on the ground, to leave.

“Elder, why did you want to erase the achievements of that disciple surnamed Han?” the middle-aged swordsman who had just reported earlier looked around and asked in a low voice.

Others were also curious.

They had already investigated the city and asked for information.

That disciple from the Han Sword Sect had powerful combat strength and defeated his enemy with a single strike. The entire city was filled with rumors about him.

Such a person could greatly increase the prestige of the Sword Sect.

Moreover, as long as this person became an official disciple, he would definitely grow into an elite in the sect.

“What do you know?” Xiong Ke’s expression was gloomy as he shouted in a low voice, “This person is close to Zhang Zhenbiao. After becoming an official disciple, he will also join the Desolate Suppression Hall.”

“Our Profound Suppression Hall and the Hall Masters of the Desolate Suppression Hall are not on good terms. How can we increase the number of elite experts of the Desolate Suppression Hall?”

His words made everyone’s expressions stiffen.

Xiong Ke waved his hand and shook his head. “You don’t have to worry about this matter. The news of this city will eventually spread. Zhang Zhenbiao won’t be able to escape his credit, and he won’t be able to escape responsibility.”

“As for that disciple with the surname Han, what if he fails to become a disciple of our Sword Sect…”

…

At this moment, Han Muye, who was being talked about throughout the scattered fire city, had quietly arrived in Yunlu City through the teleportation array.

He didn’t want to confront that powerful expert from the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect. He simply didn’t want any trouble.

“Brother Han, I will go and find a Sword Sect expert who is acquainted with our Wanshen Trading Company,” Zuo Baichou clasped his fists and whispered to Han Muye, “Our company will definitely shoulder some blame for this mess.”

The red sandalwood stone marrow was brought by Zuo Baichuan. If they didn’t investigate thoroughly, it would be fine, but once they did, Wanshen Trading Company would be unable to provide a clear explanation.

Zuo Baichou had to settle everything within the Wanshen Trading Company before the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect took action, ensuring that their company remained unscathed.

Breaking the bank to avoid a disaster was something those in the business world were accustomed to.

“Brother Han, it would be best for you to establish your identity as soon as possible to prevent complications in the long run,” Zuo Baichou whispered softly to Han Muye.

Han Muye nodded and raised his hand. “Very well, I will go to the Trial Hall and establish my identity.”

After Zuo Baichou left, Han Muye, Zhao Chen, and Du Sanzhen didn’t linger and headed straight for the Trial Hall in Yunlu City.

This was the first time Du Sanzhen and the others had come to Yunlu City, and they were awestruck by the magnificent pavilions and grand halls that stretched out around them, shining with golden light.

“Now this is what a major city in the cultivation world looks like!” a senior beside Du Sanzhen exclaimed softly.

Yunlu City was 80 million miles away from Qingyun Town, and most cultivators from that area had never been here before.

The Transient Wasteland was difficult to traverse, and the teleportation arrays were too expensive.

With stone pavements and golden towers, Yunlu City’s central area was filled with towering halls.

Those halls were all properties of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.

“That’s the Trial Hall of the Sword Sect,” Zhao Chen pointed forward to a triple-layered grand hall, excitement evident on his face. He turned and bowed to Han Muye.

“Zhao Chengong wishes Brother Han success!”

Du Sanzhen and the others also bowed and chanted softly, “Congratulations to Young Master on soaring to the sky!”

As soon as Han Muye stepped into the grand hall and passed the trial, he would obtain the official disciple status of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect.

With this identity, he would truly establish himself in the Immortal World.

Han Muye smiled and nodded gently.