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Chapter 78 - On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell rings loudly
Chapter 78 - On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell rings loudly
Chapter 78: On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell rings loudly
Tang Ming was about to refuse when Han Muye took out another jade bottle. “Senior Brother, please pass this bottle to the Myriad Sword Patriarch.”
Tang Ming nodded and took it.
It did not matter to himself. But it was not appropriate for him to reject it if it was to be passed onto the Myriad Sword Patriarch.
Although the gift was small, it meant a lot. The Myriad Sword Patriarch might not value this pill, but he valued this thought.
“Senior Brother Tang, please tell everyone to be careful. The Three Qin Sword Sect is like a cornered beast. It’s very dangerous.” After Tang Ming kept the pills, Han Muye spoke again.
When he sheathed his sword just now, he found out from the sword that the Three Qin Sword Sect was indeed in a desperate situation.
However, they were still prepared to fight to the death and escape to the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
There might even be changes in the situation of the battle.
Tang Ming nodded and left with the sword delivery team.
When he walked out of the mountain gate, he took out the jade bottle that Han Muye had given him.
Although he didn’t especially take a fancy to it, this pill might still be worth something.
If the value was still alright, he could trade it in the market later or exchange it for some spiritual rocks or talismans.
Turning his back to the others, he gently removed the stopper of the jade bottle.
......
A few round and bright pills flashed in front of him.
This was the glow of an extremely good pill!
Tang Ming had seen such a glow from a senior brother who had kept his pill like a treasure.
This pill was a supreme-grade!
He stoppered the jade bottle and placed it on his chest. Tang Ming pressed his hand against his chest and trembled slightly.
Cloud Qi Pill.
If it was just the Cloud Qi Pill, an inner sect elite like him would not have trembled.
One pill cost nearly 10,000 spiritual rocks, and it was a supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill that could only be chanced upon by luck!
Tang Ming was also quite knowledgeable. He did not have much money, but he could still buy one or two such pills.
However, this jade bottle was filled with supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pills!
This was something that could not be bought with spiritual rocks…
Taking a deep breath, Tang Ming took a deep breath to calm his pounding heart.
Previously, he did not take Zhao Youzhi and the others seriously.
He was willing to deliver the spiritual herbs on account of the Myriad Sword Patriarch.
He thought that this was a reward from the Myriad Sword Patriarch.
It turned out that this was a deal with the Senior Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion.
With these supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pills, it was more than enough to exchange for spiritual herbs that could increase lifespan!
It was only at this moment that Tang Ming realized that he was too superficial.
Whether it was delivering spiritual herbs or finding spiritual herbs, not only would Senior Brother Han not take advantage of him for nothing, but he would also repay it several times!
This Senior Brother Han was worth befriending!
Looking back in the direction of the Sword Pavilion, his heart felt like it was burning.
For the next two days, there were constant war reports about the Three Qin Sword Sect.
The Myriad Sword Patriarch fully displayed his capabilities, revealing the strength of the Sword Battle Hall.
All kinds of swords and supplies were sent back to the Nine Mystic Mountain with great fanfare.
This made the sect gathering lose its color.
At noon, the bell on the Nine Mystic Mountain rang again.
Han Muye returned to the Sword Pavilion from the venue and collected a batch of swords before leaving for the market outside the Pill Hall.
On the second floor of the Suzhen Building.
Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye reproachfully. “I thought Senior Brother Han was here to deliver pills, but you’re here to find spiritual herbs to refine the lifespan-extending pill again.”
She placed the three spiritual herbs on the table and looked at Han Muye curiously. “Senior Brother Han, you’re really amazing. The spiritual herbs needed for the lifespan-extending pills are all rare. How long has it been since you found the other half portion?”
With the herb in Bai Suzhen’s hand, Han Muye’s portion of the lifespan-extending pill was almost ready.
If possible, he was prepared to ask Elder Su Liang to refine this spiritual herb into a pill and give it to Huang Six.
The cultivation of the Sword Condensing Technique had greatly damaged his soul and lifespan. Huang Six’s lifespan was not much left.
Putting away the spiritual herbs, Han Muye shook his head and said, “Storeowner Bai, you’re the one with remarkable abilities. Your Suzhen Building even has such rare spiritual herbs.”
Bai Suzhen snorted and said in a low voice, “It’s good that you know.”
With that, she took out a small jade bottle and handed it to Han Muye.
“Senior Brother, what do you think of this pill?”
Han Muye took it and opened the jade bottle. There were five light red pills in it.
There was a faint spiritual light flickering on the pill, and there was blood Qi flowing.
“Essence Energy Nurturing Pill? It’s good stuff.” Han Muye was happy.
The Essence Energy Nurturing Pill was the best pill to increase one’s cultivation at the Essence Energy Cultivation Realm.
One of these pills could increase one’s cultivation level for those below the eighth level of the Essence Energy Realm.
These five pills were really timely help for him now.
“This pill is probably worth more than 10,000 spiritual rocks each, right? Deduct the payment from the transaction of Cloud Qi Pill.” Han Muye stuffed the pill into his pocket.
“Who wants to deduct from your transaction—” Before Bai Suzhen could finish, she looked up. Han Muye had already placed the two jade bottles on the table and turned to walk downstairs.
Bai Suzhen picked up the jade bottle happily and removed the cork. The joy on her face deepened.
“Senior Brother Han, the supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pills have been sold out recently. You have to be careful—”
Han Muye stopped in front of the stairs.
He turned, his expression grave. “You said the Cloud Qi Pill is out of stock?”
Bai Suzhen was stunned, and her expression changed slightly.
“Just the people who came to the sect gathering shouldn’t be enough to make the supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill go out of stock, right?” Han Muye stared at Bai Suzhen, his eyes revealing a hint of wisdom.
The greatest function of the supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill was that it could be used as a medicinal pill to break through the aperture when one’s cultivation level advanced.
The medicinal power contained in it was mild and rich. It was a rare medicine for people in the Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment realms.
These people at the sect gathering would need it, but there were not many who had the capability to buy them all.
However, this supreme-grade Cloud Qi Pill also had another usage.
It could stimulate one’s potential in a short period of time and increase one’s cultivation strength.
The result of this was that one’s cultivation level would be greatly reduced and he would never be able to advance to another level again.
This method would be used to build an army of suicide soldiers.
The kind of suicide soldiers who had the power to destroy for an extremely short time.
“Why? Does the influence behind you want to go against the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and cause trouble at the sect gathering?”
Han Muye’s expression was cold.
His deal with Bai Suzhen was for mutual benefits.
He needed spiritual rocks and spiritual herbs to refine the lifespan-extending pill.
However, he would not harm the interests of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect in exchange for his own.
Because he knew that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was his backer.
Although he was living a comfortable life now, that was because he had the support of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
After leaving the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and the Sword Pavilion, he did not even know how long he would survive as a partial cultivator.
“Hehe, Senior Brother Han, if the influence behind me really wanted to take actions, I wouldn’t still be in the Nine Mystic Mountain.”
Bai Suzhen shook her head and looked at Han Muye. “Of course, I’ll invite Senior Brother Han to leave with me.”
‘Invite?’
‘I’m afraid it’s not an ordinary invitation, is it?’
Han Muye turned and walked away.
He wanted to tell Tuoba Cheng about the strange discovery.
Although the status of the Sword Pavilion Elder was high enough, he was not in charge of the Sword Sect.
There were many experts under Three Stones House, so Tuoba Cheng’s words carried more weight.
When he arrived at the sect gathering venue, the competition had already begun.
“You didn’t have many swords to put away today? You’re done so quickly?” Zhao Pu smiled when he saw Han Muye.
As soon as he spoke, he realized that Han Muye’s expression was solemn.
“Uncle-Master Tuoba, I have something to report.” Han Muye bowed to Tuoba Cheng and said in a deep voice.
Tuoba Cheng turned and looked at him.
“Is it your own business or the sect’s?”
Tuoba Cheng’s words stunned Han Muye.
“As the strong, you should bear the karma of the weak. Are you prepared to bear the karma?” Tuoba Cheng slowly stood up and looked at the distant sky.
Bear the karma.
Han Muye sighed softly.
He didn’t have that right yet.
“Don’t worry, it’s not time for you little fellows to have to worry about the Nine Mystic Sword Sect yet.”
A hint of arrogance appeared on Tuoba Cheng’s face, and a faint sword intent emitted from his body.
“You little fellows are not qualified to interfere in these matters.”
“Clang—”
“Clang—”
“Clang—”
“Clang—”
On the Nine Mystic Mountain, the bell rang!
Four rings.
“Clang—”
“Clang—”
“Clang—”
“Clang—”
Four more rings!
“The Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s deacon elder, Su Yuan, used the Five Mystic Sword Technique, Prairie Fire. He destroyed the mountain gate of the Three Qin Sword Sect with one strike and killed seven Earth Realm experts. The Three Qin Sword Sect was destroyed—”
“The Great Elder of the Blazing Demon Valley, Hu Taisheng, gathered demons at the Yuliang Mountain. 31 Nine Mystic Sword Sect disciples had died. The mountains and rivers within 3,000 miles are in chaos—”