Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

The location Mu Jin mentioned was exactly what Han Muye had thought.

Blackstone Beach.

It was where the Black Chief Snake lived.

Han Muye and Mu Jin did not go there immediately. Instead, they waited for a day.

Mu Jin had just broken through and needed to stabilize her cultivation.

Han Muye took out a jade slip and listed the names of the spiritual herbs he needed to refine the Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill and many other pills.

Mu Jin promised that she would trade whatever she could take out now.

There were none for the time being. In a few days, she would personally go to the Green Wheat Mountain to look for them.

Han Muye was not afraid that Mu Jin would not agree.

Not to mention the relationship between saving her life and helping her transcend the tribulation, just the price of the spiritual rocks would make Mu Jin tempted.

Han Muye was not afraid of paying a high price.

The pills he refined were at least supreme-grade and he produced more pills than others.

He could afford several times the price of others.

Mu Jin went to the backyard to cultivate, and Tan Tan arranged for Han Muye to stay in a quiet room.

"Young Master Han, do you want any arrangement for servants?" Standing at the door, Tan Tan looked at Han Muye and said very seriously, "In the past, when human cultivators came, Granny Lan arranged for small demons to serve me."

Is there such treatment? Han Muye thought.

He shook his head.

Forget it.

Tan Tan nodded in disappointment and turned to leave, muttering something.

Han Muye walked into the quiet room, and Lin Shen sat cross-legged outside his door.

Lin Shen had gained a lot from today's battle. At this moment, his body was surrounded by sword light, and it was obvious that he was about to break through.

Han Muye went to the quiet room and threw out the array disk. Then several superior-grade spiritual rocks exploded, and spiritual energy surged into his body.

In today's battle, he had used the sword pill and almost drained the spiritual energy in his dantian.

He felt a little pinched using immortal-grade pills to replenish this large amount of spiritual energy. He might as well use spiritual rocks to cultivate first.

Going to the Blackstone Beach the next day might not necessarily be like what Mu Jin had said.

That was the cave abode of a half-step Heaven Realm great demon. Now that Black Chief had died, his treasures would definitely be snatched away.

The next day, the other two half-step Heaven Realm demons in the Green Wheat Mountain might be there.

After several hours, Han Muye consumed 10 superior-grade spiritual rocks. Ignoring the consumption, he filled the first six levels of the nine-layered cloud platform in his dantian before heaving a sigh of relief.

This was the benefit of being worth so much.

10 superior-grade spiritual rocks were equivalent to 100,000 inferior-grade spiritual rocks.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators would probably not even have 10,000 inferior-grade spiritual rocks on them. Han Muye did not feel any heartache at all using 10 superior-grade spiritual rocks in one cultivation.

To Han Muye, these spiritual rocks were nothing.

He still had 520 superior-grade spiritual rocks on him.

There were also a total of 23 Immortal Grade Pills that could be used.

These spiritual rocks and immortal-grade pills were enough to support him for a long time.

After taking stock of the various items on him, he flipped his palm and three sword pills landed there.

At this moment, the three sword pills were extremely lively, as if they each had their own sword spirit.

It was still lacking a sword spirit that was not completely autonomous yet.

Han Muye poured his soul power into the three sword pills and calmed them down.

His eyes lit up as the sword intent fell into the sword pills.

There was a thick power stored in these three sword pills.

"Hum—"

Blood-colored power poured into his body.

This power was too vigorous, making his body tremble. The shadows of long-horned black bulls appeared.

Ancient wild bulls. Their blood energy power was more vigorous, and their bloodline power was more dense. Each bull had 10,000 pounds of strength.

One pound was 30 catties, so 10,000 pounds was 300,000 catties.

The three long-horned black bulls behind Han Muye, plus the two blood-fronted black tiger phantoms, had a million catties of strength.

With the enhancement of this body tempering power, his physical combat strength was comparable to an expert who had just entered the Earth Realm.

Ordinary body-tempering experts at the peak of the Foundation Establishment could only condense the strength of two ancient wild bulls.

With such power, it was not enough to move mountains but it could cause cracks in the rocks and split mountains.

At this moment, the blood energy in the sword pill suddenly flowed back, causing a fourth ancient wild bull phantom to appear behind Han Muye.

Fourth level of the Physical Foundation Establishment!

As the phantom of the fourth wild bull appeared, the spiritual light on Han Muye's body intertwined, and a violent aura spread out.

"Golden Core, no, demonic core."

He did not expect that the sword pill would actually absorb the blood, Qi, and essence of the two half-step Heaven Realm demons.

Such methods were domineering.

The power of the demon core entered his body, and spiritual light flashed on Han Muye's body. The five jade-colored sword bones on his back trembled, emitting a desire.

Han Muye poured the power of the demon core into them.

"Hum—"

Pieces of jade-colored sword bones appeared.

The power of this demon core kept surging, causing the sword bones on Han Muye's back to light up.

An hour later, the power transmitted from the sword pill weakened.

At this moment, Han Muye's spine had already turned jade-colored.

This jade bone was equivalent to a Heaven Realm cultivator's jade bone. It could store and provide powerful strength.

It was one of the top techniques in physical cultivation.

Behind Han Muye, the shadow of the fifth long-horned black bull appeared.

Looking at the three sword pills that were constantly spinning in front of him, as if asking for praise, Han Muye's eyes flickered.

It was hard to imagine how much power he had absorbed with the 48 sword pills in his hand.

Cultivation by killing? he thought.

The more I kill, the stronger my cultivation level would be?

Han Muye felt a violent aura surging in his heart.

The benefits he obtained from killing two half-step Heaven Realm demons were equivalent to a year of body tempering cultivation.

And the refinement of the jade bone could last him for five years.

This was a shortcut to cultivation!

"Hum—"

In his divine treasure, golden spiritual light scattered, suppressing this violent thought.

The heat in his muscles and bones turned cool.

The Spell of the Mortal World.

The power of the Spell of the Mortal World calmed the violent aura in his body.

This violent aura came from the imbalance pressure brought by the sudden increase in his cultivation level, and also from the remnants of the two half-step Heaven Realm demon pills.

As expected, cultivation was a comprehensive improvement in temperament and strength.

If one suddenly increased too much body tempering strength, their temperament would immediately be affected.

Cultivation was ultimately a matter of taking one step at a time. It could not be rushed.

Taking a deep breath, Han Muye sent the sword pill back to his dantian to nourish it. He decided that unless necessary, he would not use the sword pill in the future.

He was afraid that he could not resist the temptation of such rapid improvement.

Putting away the sword pill, Han Muye raised his palms, and a black fur appeared.

This fur could really withstand the lightning tribulation.

After the heaven-realm demon lightning tribulation, the fur was covered in hazy lightning.

However, he did not know how to draw out this lightning. Otherwise, it would really be a good treasure.

The refining path of the Western Frontier was still weak. There was no record of this fur in the books Han Muye had read in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

However, thinking about it, if there were really records, this treasure would not be in his hands.

At this moment, he could feel that the lightning in his fur was already full. He wondered if it could still resist the lightning tribulation.

The Heavenly Mystic Cultivation Holy Land is the Central Continent. Perhaps there would be records of this fur there, right? he thought.

After carefully putting away the fur, Han Muye's expression was solemn as a small jade box appeared in his palm.

Magnolia Fruit.

Opening the jade box, there was a dark red translucent fruit the size of an egg.

Spiritual light flashed on the fruit, appearing profound and illusory.

When he opened the wooden box, he could feel the wood-type spiritual energy emanating from it.

After swallowing this fruit, one would have wood affinity to the maximum level.

Han Muye stared at the fruit for a long time, closed the lid, and put it away.

He might consume this fruit, or he might give it away.

Closing his eyes, spiritual energy surrounded his body as he slowly cultivated.

On the second day, Lin Shen stood up after walking out of the quiet room.

"Instructor Lin, did you gain something again?" Looking at Lin Shen, who seemed to have grown taller, Han Muye smiled and asked.

Lin Shen nodded and said in a low voice, "I've almost refined 40%."

After refining the 40% Heaven Realm Great Cultivator Jade Bones, his combat strength was infinitely close to the half-step Heaven Realm.

In the battle the day before, he could temporarily resist a half-step Heaven Realm demon.

"However, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult to refine it later."

Lin Shen's joy disappeared as he said softly.

"It's fine. I can think of a way." Han Muye waved his hand and said, "When I gather the spiritual herbs to refine the Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill, I should be able to help you increase your refining speed with the power of this pill."

The Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill could increase one's cultivation aptitude, which meant that it could increase the compatibility between a cultivator and spiritual energy.

Presumably, it was also useful for refining jade bones.

Lin Shen nodded.

He never refused Han Muye's rewards.

These favors would be returned in the future.

"Fellow Daoists, have you rested well?"

Ahead, a green light flashed and Mu Jin walked slowly toward them.

After a night of rest, Mu Jin looked much younger, like she was in her thirties.

She was dressed in a green dress and held a jade-colored wooden staff in her hand. Faint clouds lingered under her feet. When she moved, clouds followed.

"Senior, we're all ready. Let's go."

Han Muye nodded.

Mu Jin gently waved the wooden staff in her hand, bringing out a green jade belt. She led Han Muye and Lin Shen to step on the jade belt and rise into the sky.

Heaven-realm demons moved speedily. In an instant, they had traveled several hundred miles.

"The Blackstone Beach is actually where the broken sword of that outer realm cultivator fell when Sword Master Yuan Tian fought with the outer realm cultivator.

"That broken sword had some strange power that severed a 30,000-foot mountain peak and smashed down a highly toxic mudflat that covered a hundred miles."

As Mu Jin guided Han Muye and Lin Shen in their flight, she explained the origin of this Blackstone beach in a low voice.

Broken Sword. Toxic.

Could that outer realm cultivator be a demonic cultivator?

Only demonic cultivators would use some strange methods to increase their combat strength.

Orthodox spiritual energy cultivators or sword cultivators would not use such methods.

Thousands of techniques were sought after for the body. This was the cultivation method of most sword cultivators.

"Boom—"

In front of him, spiritual light collided. Clearly, experts were fighting.

Han Muye turned to look at Mu Jin.

Mu Jin nodded and said, "It's Ying Yang and Lu Lingzi."

It seemed that in order to compete for the Blackstone Beach, the three half-step Heaven Realm experts in the Green Wheat Mountain were about to gather.

However, the current Mu Jin was at the Heaven Realm.

Could she crush them?

"I've never been able to see through Ying Yang's combat strength and cultivation.

"I suspect that he has long cultivated to the Heaven Realm."

Mu Jin looked solemn and spoke softly.

"Chirp—"

In the sky, an eagle howled.

"Mu Jin, are you here to take a share too?"

A voice rolled out like muffled thunder.