Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1465 Eighth level of the Essence Spirit Realm, Awakening of the Golden Crow Bloodline!

Chapter 1465 Eighth level of the Essence Spirit Realm, Awakening of the Golden Crow Bloodline!

Daoist Chang Yao's expression was gloomy as he muttered.

The 16 hunters were all his trusted aides. They had been nurtured by him for hundreds of years.

These people were his foundation for his return to the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty in the future.

Unexpectedly, a simple mission resulted in the loss of more than half of his subordinates.

"Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan, and," Daoist Changyao squinted, a hint of killing intent appearing on him, "Lu Tang Black Panther Clan."

If it weren't for the information from the Lu Tang Black Panther Clan, he wouldn't have sent his men to the Han Mountain Clan.

This time, half of his losses could be attributed to the Lu Tang Black Panther Clan.

However, he was not sure who killed his subordinates.

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, there were not many who could kill the team of hunters he had trained.

Putting away all the shattered crystals in front of him, Daoist Chang Yao's expression turned calm.

"There won't be no news about this matter; just wait a bit longer."

With a soft utterance, he stood up.

Having ventured deep into various clans, he had become extremely cautious.

Without figuring out what happened in the Han Mountain Clan, he would not act again.

Taking a golden disc from behind him, Daoist Changyao's expression became solemn.

"Buzz!"

A divine light fell from his palm, hitting the disc.

The disc vibrated, rotated, and then a faint blue light column appeared.

"Lieutenant Changyao of the Tiger Leaping Ridge Hunting Battalion pays respects to the commanding officer." Bowing towards the light column, Changyao spoke in a deep voice.

"Lieutenant Changyao? What's the matter?" a voice came from within the light column.

Changyao quickly recounted the loss of his subordinates and then expressed his speculations.

After a moment of silence in the light column, a voice rang out, "I will dispatch several strong individuals, and you will gather information on all Golden Crow Clan within a hundred thousand miles of the Tiger Leaping Ridge."

"The Emperor has recently issued a mission to exterminate the Golden Crow Clan, and the rewards and rewards are extremely generous."

These words delighted Changyao.

lightsn?v?l He had taken on the task of guarding Tiger Leaping Ridge because of the lucrative rewards for exterminating the Golden Crow Clan.

Now, there were additional rewards, making it even more worthwhile to take risks.

There were many powerful individuals among the Golden Crow Clan within a million miles.

But since the commanding officer said he would arrange for strong individuals, even if they were not true spiritual realm experts, they would be at least at the eighth or ninth layer of the Essence Spirit Realm.

Such individuals, combined with human cultivation techniques, armors, and the power of the heavenly path, could confront true Spirit Realm experts.

Putting away the golden disc, Daoist Changyao took a deep breath and walked down the small building.

"Innkeeper." Several waiters in blue robes approached.

In Tiger Leaping Ridge, the inn operated by Daoist Changyao was thriving.

Human cooking skills were exquisite, and Daoist Changyao was also a renowned expert in this field.

"Continue to gather various ingredients.

"Tell those waiting guests that I am preparing to research a cuisine that enhances physical strength and blood energy. See if any clans need my assistance for banquets."

The medicinal cuisine of Dingfei Inn's Daoist Changyao was not affordable for ordinary clans.

However, some large tribes would invite Daoist Changyao to cook medicinal cuisine at important banquets.

These were extremely grand occasions.

Several waiters turned to prepare, and Daoist Changyao looked at the bustling Tiger Leaping Ridge with a smile on his face.

As a human, Great Desolate clans were nothing more than barbarians to him.

These clans lacked intelligence.

….

Han Muye's flying sword landed a hundred miles outside Tiger Leaping Ridge.

On his way, he encountered some fierce demon beasts that tried to intercept him, including a Cloud-Winged Bird at the ninth layer of the Essence Spirit realm, with incredible speed and strength, chasing him to bring him down.

Han Muye had no choice but to turn around and fight this silly bird.

The sword radiance flickered, and after half an hour of fighting, the Cloud-Winged Bird dropped a few long feathers and fled in a panic.

When Han Muye walked up Tiger Leaping Ridge with four black and white feathers, many people of different clans gathered around.

"People of the Golden Crow Clan?"

"Brother, will you exchange these Cloud-Winged Bird feathers?"

"The feathers of the Cloud-Winged Bird are not weak; they are not easy to obtain."

The light on these feathers flowed, obviously not ordinary items.

To defeat such a powerful Cloud-Winged Bird and pluck its feathers, at least one had to have the cultivation of the seventh layer of the seventh level of the Essence Spirit Realm.

The young man of the Golden Crow Clan in front of them didn't look like he could defeat the Cloud-Winged Bird.

"I picked these up halfway. Are they valuable?"

Han Muye looked around and smiled. "Then I want to exchange for some thousand-year-old Jade Forest Grass."

When Han Muye said he picked them up, envy filled the eyes of those around him.

Could treasures like these be picked up?

When they heard that he wanted to exchange them for some thousand-year-old Jade Forest Grass, people shook their heads at each other.

The thousand-year-old Jade Forest Grass was also a rare treasure that many businesses accepted.

As the crowd dispersed, Han Muye couldn't help but sigh. The various clans in the Great Desolate were simple, not understanding bargaining even when someone was demanding a sky-high price.

Without Thousand-Year Jade Lotus Grass, 500 years' worth would do.

Shaking his head, carrying the Cloud-Winged Bird feathers, he walked to a not-so-small storefront.

The so-called storefront was just a stone house built with large green stones, adorned with some brick and wood decorations, much more refined than the stone houses in Han Mountain Clan.

When Han Muye came out of the store, there was already a bag at his waist, and the black cloth bag contained 120 blood beads the size of soybeans.

These blood beads were similar to the Heavenly Abyss Pearls, but had a much richer power.

They looked somewhat like bloodline beads but were not purely transformed by the power of bloodline.

This red bead, called the Desolate Bead, was the circulating currency among various clans in the Great Desolate.

This item was condensed from the bloodline power of the various clans in the Great Desolate and could only be refined by some large clans.