Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

At this moment, his divine soul sensed that the jade-colored sword bone on his back had already dimmed a little.

The demon's soul had only escaped because it was attached to the sword bone.

At the cost of a portion of its soul being condensed into a sword, it escaped the suppression of the Nine Mystic Sword.

This great demon was really ruthless. Moreover, it was also extremely cunning.

It gave up its true cultivation and accompanied the ignorant sword spirit. These two locations were really the safest in the Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion, which was supposed to protect the Nine Mystic Sword, would not hurt the child Gao Xiaoxuan.

"How's the sect master of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect? Has he escaped?"

"What was the outcome of that battle?"

Han Muye had fainted because his soul had been exhausted.

After he condensed his soul and slashed out with his sword, the sword of the soul shattered after a hundred breaths. Han Muye did not know the final outcome.

"Zhang Cheng's injuries are not light. I'm afraid he won't be able to fully recover for several years. However, he's still in the Heaven Realm after all. He had still escaped," the Sword Pavilion Elder said softly.

Han Muye was not surprised.

If a Heaven Realm expert was so easy to kill, it would not have become the top existence in the Western Frontier.

"Zhang An of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect has died, and the three Grand Elders of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect are more or less injured," Patriarch Tao Ran said.

This news made Han Muye's eyes light up.

The sect master of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect was seriously injured, and three grand elders had been injured. At this moment, it was a good time to beat up the drowning dog.

If they did it well, the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect would be greatly damaged even if it was not destroyed.

"Does that mean that the sect master has led the experts of the sect to attack the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect?"

Han Muye asked.

Sect Master Jin Ze was known for controlling metal. Although he had miscalculated and almost destroyed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, his intelligence and decisiveness were really not something ordinary people could compare to.

With Jin Ze's decisiveness, he would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.

Hearing Han Muye's words, the Sword Pavilion Elder and Patriarch Tao Ran looked at each other and shook their heads with regret.

"Sect Master is in seclusion." Patriarch Tao Ran said in a low voice, "Although his shattered core did not consume too much of his powers, I'm afraid it will be difficult for his cultivation to improve in this life."

When Han Muye activated the Condensed Sword, he used the power in the sword to suppress Jin Ze's shattered core back into his body.

Unfortunately, he could only preserve Jin Ze's cultivation in the end, but his Dao path was broken.

Han Muye was a little guilty.

He was the one who disrupted Sect Master Jin Ze's plan.

Otherwise, he could imagine the scene of the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier taking out the Nine Mystic Sword and killing the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect Master, Zhang Cheng, with a single strike.

Unfortunately, Tu Sunshi did not have the Nine Mystic Sword and chose not to attack.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect had fought with all their might against the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect and was almost destroyed by a Heaven Realm expert.

If Han Muye had not activated the Condensed Sword at the critical moment, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect would probably have been destroyed.

"What a pity," Han Muye said softly.

"There's nothing to pity. Before the Sect Master went into seclusion, the Spiritual Dao Sect had already sent a decree ordering a truce." Hearing Han Muye's words, the Sword Pavilion Elder smiled and said.

'A truce?'

Han Muye froze and frowned.

When the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was almost destroyed, why didn't they announce a truce?

However, when the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect was about to be attacked, they did so.

It was too obvious which side they were biased towards.

"The Sect Master of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect has led the Southern Wasteland Demon Race to the Western Frontier and has already slaughtered several sects. The Spiritual Dao Sect has issued a decree that all sects in the Western Frontier are not allowed to fight among themselves."

"In three months, the various sects will deploy experts to guard the Fengshou Mountain."

Patriarch Tao Ran lowered his voice. "Before we defeat the Southern Wasteland foreign enemies, we can't fight among ourselves for those at the Core Formation realm and above."

Those above the Core Formation realm were the pillars of the cultivation world in the Western Frontier. They could not fight among themselves. As for those below the Core Formation realm, they could just fight casually.

Han Muye understood that in the eyes of a great cultivator, those who had yet to form their Golden Core were nothing. Their lives and deaths were not worth mentioning.

"The Sect Master of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect is quite decisive…" Han Muye said in a low voice.

He had long known from Mu Tieyang's remnant soul that the Great Spiritual Sword Sect was related to the Southern Wasteland demons.

However, he did not expect them to be so ruthless this time. They directly lured the Southern Wasteland demons into the Western Frontier.

Since the fate of being annexed could not be changed, they might as well betray the Western Frontier.

The Southern Wasteland was the territory of the demons. In the past, there had been a lot of conflicts with the Western Frontier, but there had never been a direct attack.

This time, it caused such a huge commotion.

"The Wind Spiritual Sword Sect's Zhang Cheng must have long known that the Great Spiritual Sword Sect had colluded with the Southern Wasteland. That's why he dared to break through to the Heaven Realm at this time." The Sword Pavilion Elder turned to look at the White Tiger Scroll hanging on the quiet room and said in a low voice.

If it was in the past, anyone who dared to break through to the Heaven Realm would definitely be ostracized by the three major sects of the Western Frontier.

Only when the Southern Wasteland launched a large-scale attack and the Western Frontier urgently needed the support of experts could the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect escape the blame of the three major sects.

Perhaps Zhang Cheng had long planned this matter and pushed the sect master of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect to the point of betraying the Western Frontier.

None of these great cultivators were easy to deal with. For the sake of cultivation and the sect, what could they not do?

Han Muye had just woken up. Patriarch Tao Ran and the Sword Pavilion Elder did not stay in the quiet room for long.

After the two of them left, Han Muye gently leaned against the wooden couch and looked at the White Tiger Scroll in front of him in a daze.

Lying in this small quiet room, he felt extremely at ease.

As if sensing his intentions, countless swords on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion vibrated gently.

Han Muye's lips curled.

He had kept his word and brought the Sword Pavilion elder back.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was still the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

In the future, he could still safely be a Sword Caretaker in the Sword Pavilion.

His spiritual will wandered in his body to investigate his current situation.

The divine spot was still empty. The soul that had naturally recovered when he was unconscious was still very weak.

However, his soul was quite tough.

The Sword Intent in the Sea of QI was still there, and the sword Qi in his dantian slowly circulated.

His spiritual energy and cultivation was not damaged, and his physical body cultivation was still there.

His body was fine, and he was just waiting for his soul to recover.

It was all considered good news.

Unfortunately, the sword condensed from the soul in Hundred Breaths had been used up.

Still, it was worth it.

In Han Muye's mind, images of the Sword Nurturing Technique, the Sword Condensing Technique, and the Military Sword Technique kept interweaving and circulating.

The completed Military Sword Technique seemed to have an inexplicable connection with the other two techniques.

"Hum—"

With a loud bang, the cultivation techniques of the three sword techniques collided and fused.

"With Heavens as the guide, with Qi as the meridian, with the body as the sword…"

Only by combining the three techniques could he truly cultivate the complete skill!

He had comprehended the Mystic Sun Sword Technique.

The moment he comprehended the Mystic Sun Sword Technique, Han Muye's body trembled. The soul in his divine spot could not help but be depleted, and the image in his mind dissipated.

The comprehension of this sword technique actually exhausted his soul greatly.

He looked down, dizzy.

The Mystic Sun was the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. This sword technique cultivated using the soul and sword body. When it was perfected, the Sword Core would form a sword soul and the soul would become a sword.

Such a powerful cultivation technique far exceeded the top cultivation techniques of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect that Han Muye knew.

Moreover, this cultivation technique purely used sword Qi as its foundation and complemented spiritual energy cultivation. It did not rely too much on his cultivation aptitude.

However, it consumed some sword Qi.

Would he ever lack sword Qi in the Sword Pavilion?

"Brother, I heard from Xiaoxuan that you're awake. I even—" Huang Six rushed into the quiet room like a gust of wind and saw Han Muye sitting cross-legged with a pale face.

"Why are you so weak?" Huang Six quickly went forward to support Han Muye and muttered softly, "We both used up too much energy because of our soul swords. I'm fine. But why are you like this?"