He took great pains to lock the sword qi in the sword to avoid hurting anyone.
The person carrying this sword definitely could not withstand the sword qi.
Such a person was either an ordinary person or a child.
Judging from the length of this sword, it was not used by a child.
So it was for an ordinary person.
A sword worth hundreds of thousands of spiritual rocks sealed the sword qi on it for an ordinary person to use.
An ordinary person probably wouldn’t do such a luxurious thing, right?
In Han Muye’s mind, a young man in green was holding a long sword and waving it around.
However, this young man did not have any cultivation. Although his sword move was brilliant, it did not have any strength.
Comprehending the Bright Mountain Sword Sect’s sword technique, Mountain Leaning.
He had comprehended the Bright Mountain Sword Sect’s sword technique deeply.
…
Several sword techniques were magnificent.
“Father, this sword is a good sword. Unfortunately, I can’t cultivate it. Why do I need this sword…” On the screen, the young man’s expression was gloomy as he spoke in a low voice.
“It’s fine. I’ll find an expert blacksmith to seal the sword qi in this sword and slowly nurture it. Perhaps I’ll have a chance to nurture sword qi for you.”
A deep voice sounded, and then he sighed softly. “It’s a pity that your grandfather is unwilling to go to the Nine Mystical Sword Sect to ask for a Sword Pavilion Sword Qi cultivation technique for you. Otherwise…”
The scene changed again. A middle-aged man in a green robe was surrounded by several Earth Realm experts and tried his best to escape. In the end, he still died.
It’s not the Mysterious Yang Sword.
This person is the son of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect’s Yang Dingshan. This matter is a buried secret.
…
The images finally dissipated.
Han Muye knew that the Bright Mountain Sword Sect was one of the top sword sects in the Western Frontier.
Although it was not ranked among the nine major sects, it was only a step away.
The Sect Master of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect, Yang Dingshan, was half a step into the Heaven Realm. His swordsmanship was superb and he was a famous swordsman in the Western Frontier.
On and off the stage, many people were guessing the origin of this sword.
It was impossible to guess what information Han Muye had revealed.
The shopkeeper of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion who was hosting the auction also frowned and turned to look at an old man standing at the side.
This old man specialized in appraising all kinds of sword treasures in the shop. His judgment had always been accurate.
Only this time, something seemed to have gone wrong.
Seeing the shopkeeper looking at him, the old man blushed and said, “What you said makes sense, Fellow Daoist. However, this sword is only a little special in its forging. Who can say that there’s anything behind it?”
Indeed, without an owner, who could be adamant about its worth?
This sword was obtained from the secret vault of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect. If he wanted to find trouble, he had to find the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
The sword was a good thing. If he could get it for 300,000 spiritual rocks, it would not be a loss.
Many people’s eyes lit up. They were tempted.
“Patriarch, take this sword for 300,000 spiritual rocks and give it to Sect Master Yang Dingshan of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect.”
Han Muye suddenly spoke.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence.
Bright Mountain Sword Sect, Yang Dingshan.
Not only was the Ming Shan Sword Sect a major sword sect in the Western Border, but Yang Dingshan was also a famous sword expert in the Western Frontier.
“Is this sword from the Bright Mountain Sword Sect?”
“I remember now!”
Someone below exclaimed.
“The direct descendant of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect’s Sect Master died in an accident, leaving only his grandson. It seems that he can’t cultivate.”
“That’s true. The Bright Mountain Sword Sect caused quite a stir because of the death of the young sect master.”
On the stage, Cao’e’s eyes lit up as she looked at Han Muye. “My grandfather once said that this young master of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect died on the way back to the sect when he was looking for a weapon refiner for his legitimate son.”
He had died unexpectedly, but the sword was in the secret vault of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect!
This matter was definitely related to the Great Spiritual Sword Sect!
Now that the Great Spiritual Sword Sect had already merged with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, this matter naturally had to be spread over the Wind Spirit Sword Sect.
In the attic, Patriarch Tao Ran laughed.
The middle-aged cultivator beside him stood up and said, “Alright, my Nine Mystic Heaven Pavilion will accept this sword.”
Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
When they heard the person upstairs introduce himself, many people shook their heads regretfully.
Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, no one dared to offend the Nine Mystical Sword Sect.
Moreover, if the Nine Mystical Sword Sect gave this sword to Yang Dingshan, it would affect the situation of the two sects.
At this moment, no one dared to compete with the Nine Mystical Sword Sect.
If he wanted to compete, he could do so before Han Muye pointed out the origins of this sword.
Bai Suzhen glanced at Han Muye, chuckled, shook her head, and walked off the stage.
This sword was also useful to the Shangyang Demonic Sect, but it was definitely not as useful as the Nine Mystical Sword Sect.
The Nine Mystical Sword Sect, which was currently in a chaotic battle with the Wind Spirit Sword Sect, urgently needed an ally like the Bright Mountain Sword Sect.
In the hands of the Nine Mystical Sword Sect, the value of this sword was not something that spiritual rocks could measure.
Bai Suzhen understood this logic, and so did the others.
The most depressed person was the shopkeeper of the Cloud Platform Immortal Pavilion.
Originally, this favor should have been in the hands of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion.
In the end, 300,000 spiritual rocks were sold to the Nine Mystical Sword Sect.
“Senior Brother Han’s sword skills are really amazing.” Cao’e smiled and nodded at Han Muye before turning to leave.
When Han Muye got off the stage, the people around him looked at him strangely.
Such sword quality was really unprecedented.
However, when Han Muye called Patriarch Tao Ran just now, his identity was also exposed.
A disciple of the Nine Mystical Sword Sect.
Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, no one dared to offend the disciples of the Nine Mystical Sword Sect.
After the people from the Nine Mystic Heaven Pavilion bought the sword, a servant brought a high-grade spiritual rock to Han Muye.
“Young Master, this is your reward for critiquing the sword.”
There was a reward for a sword?
What a pleasant surprise.
“Actually, if you really want to deduce it properly, it’s not difficult to see the clues.” Shi Suntu, who was sitting at the side, sounded a little bitter.
Han Muye laughed and kept the spiritual rock. Then he threw a medium-grade spirit stone to Lin Shen.
“Instructor Lin, as usual, anyone who sees it will have a share.”
‘Anyone who sees it gets a share?’
Shi Suntu turned to look at Bai Suzhen and Shengke.
Why didn’t they get a share?
Han Muye basically did not participate in the items that were auctioned later.
Only when a pill called the Three Suns Divine Pill appeared did Bai Suzhen take it.
The starting price was 12,000 spiritual rocks. Bai Suzhen directly increased the price to 50,000 spiritual rocks, causing no one to fight for it anymore.
When Bai Suzhen handed the pill to Han Muye, Han Muye smiled and said, “Owner Bai, you can deduct it from the payment.”
When the Edgeless Heavy Sword appeared, because of Han Muye’s bid, the starting price of the sword was raised to 30,000 spiritual rocks.
Han Muye gave up when the price of the sword reached fifteen thousand.
This sword was just an ordinary sword. It was worth the Gilded Stones wrapped around it.
But if he backed out, the bidders would not stop.
Even Bai Suzhen had spent 30,000 spiritual rocks.
In the end, the Edgeless Heavy Sword was snatched away by Patriarch Tao Ran for 40,000 spiritual rocks.
Han Muye was not interested in the last few treasures, be it spirit herbs or Dharma artifacts.
After the auction ended, the side doors around the venue opened. In a moment, the guests dispersed.
The auction house arranged this to not give those who had ill intentions a chance.
When Han Muye reached the door, he turned around and saw Shi Suntu taking the two middle-grade spiritual rocks from the auction house attendant.
This business was really profitable. Just by accompanying him the entire time, he could earn 200 spiritual rocks.
Shi Suntu received the spiritual rocks and turned to look at Han Muye with a grin.
Han Muye shook his head and threw two middle-grade spiritual rocks over.
“Those who see will have a share.”
Shi Suntu took the spiritual rocks and laughed. “Not bad, not bad. Young Master Han, let’s drink together next time.”
Han Muye turned around and walked out of the Yuntai Immortal Pavilion.
Along the way, many cultivators smiled and cupped their hands at Han Muye.
It was not that Han Muye’s cultivation level was high, but his sword critique skills were impressive.
“Brother Han, if there’s a chance in the future, please come to my Soaring Cloud Sword Sect as a guest.” Changsun Su, who was dressed in a white robe, stood in front with a smile.
“Miss Bai, welcome to the Fengyun Sword Sect.” Changsun Su raised his hand and bowed to Bai Suzhen.
One should not hit a smiling person. Previously, at the auction, although Changsun Su had mocked Han Muye for having misjudged the ancient sword, he was civil enough to greet him in the street.
Han Muye smiled and returned the greeting. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Changsun Su left.
Along the way, more people came forward to greet him.
An inner sect disciple of the Nine Mystical Sword Sect with the surname Han had amazing sword critique skills.
Han Muye’s reputation quietly spread with the auction.
After walking out of Luo Yuan City, Han Muye heaved a sigh of relief.
“Senior Brother Han, do you still feel at ease in the Sword Pavilion?” Bai Suzhen chuckled.
Han Muye nodded.
Indeed, this was not as comfortable as watching the swords in the Sword Pavilion.
“Sigh, I’m also envious of Senior Brother Han…” Bai Suzhen sighed softly.
That isn’t easy to follow.
Han Muye cautiously shut up.
When they left the city and reached the forest, Sheng Ke bowed and sent them off.
“Kid, go back to the sect first. I’ll go to the Bright Mountain Sword Sect.”
In the distance, Patriarch Tao Ran’s voice could be heard.
Then a heavy sword was thrown over.
“Take this sword back and study it carefully.”
This Patriarch really knew how to make people do things.
Han Muye took the heavy sword and boarded the flying ship with Bai Suzhen. Shopkeeper He drove the flying boat towards the Nine Mystical Mountain.
“Senior Brother Han, you’ve made a great contribution to the Nine Mystical Sword Sect this time.” On the flying boat, Bai Suzhen, who was sitting opposite him, smiled and said.
She was talking about the sword that Patriarch Tao Ran had given to the Bright Mountain Sword Sect.
“Perhaps this is the opportunity of our Nine Mystical Sword Sect. It should be considered a great fortune.” Han Muye held the heavy sword with both hands and said softly.
No one could explain things like opportunities.
“Senior Brother Han, what’s the secret of this heavy sword?” Bai Suzhen’s gaze landed on the sword in Han Muye’s hand.
Han Muye laughed and put the sword into his storage ring.
“The secret of this sword is not small. However, if you want to know, I’m afraid you have to discuss it with the patriarch.
After all, this sword was bought by the Patriarch.”
Patriarch Tao Ran had the intention of reviving the fire vein.
The mineral vein involved was a windfall.
With this huge fortune, there was a high chance that the fire vein could be revived.
Han Muye was not interested in mining mineral veins himself.
Attending the auction today, he felt that it was the right decision to cooperate with Bai Suzhen.
Wealth, law, companionship, and land were very important, but they were all worldly possessions.
It was not worth wasting time and energy on money.
If those itinerant cultivators who were always on the move knew about his thoughts, they would probably cry.
Putting away his sword, Han Muye took out a small cloth bag.
He opened it. There were sword fragments inside.
Looking at these fragments, Bai Suzhen covered her mouth and chuckled.
This was Senior Brother Han’s eye-catching work.
16,000 spiritual rocks in exchange for this little fragment.
Han Muye arranged the fragments one by one and placed the sword hilt in place. Then, sword qi seeped into his fingertips, causing the sword to flash with green light.
The sword vibrated, and the shattered blade was repaired by the sword qi, flickering with light.
Bai Suzhen was a little puzzled. This was just on the surface, but it was actually useless.
“Owner Bai, this sword involves an ancient cultivator’s cave abode. Are you interested in exploring it together?”
At this moment, Han Muye suddenly spoke.
Grand Cultivator’s Cave Abode!
Bai Suzhen’s eyes lit up and she quickly nodded.
Han Muye laughed and threw away the repaired sword. The sword flew out of the cabin and pointed in a direction.