Holding the broken sword, images appeared in Han Muye’s mind.

Tang Yunhao’s adoptive father, the swordsman named Tang Ze, was a partial cultivator.

Not anyone was willing to be a partial cultivator.

Most partial cultivators had inherited their families and had greater freedom than in the sect.

Most partial cultivators still did not have enough aptitude or had delayed their cultivation time and did not have the chance to enter a cultivation sect.

Tang Ze was not talented enough. Like Han Muye, he had a ninth-grade aptitude. The few sects did not accept him, so he became a disciple of a solo sword cultivator.

The sword technique passed down in their lineage was the Flying Flowers Sword Technique. It was said that it originated from outside the Western Frontier.

Tang Ze had yet to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm. The biggest reason was that his cultivation aptitude was not enough.

In order to change his cultivation aptitude, he searched hard for all kinds of treasures that could change his cultivation aptitude.

He had indeed found a secret place.

The secret land of the cultivation world contained spiritual energy. It was a blessed land where the power of heaven and earth gathered and growth naturally occurred.

There was such a place on the Nine Mystic Mountain.

Tang Ze and a few other partial cultivators accidentally entered the secret place and saw a Cloud Golden Lotus.

A single Cloud Golden Lotus seed could increase a cultivator’s aptitude by one grade.

If the golden lotus flower formed a lotus seed head and produced a few lotus seeds, it could increase a cultivator’s aptitude by several levels.

If a ninth-grade Golden Lotus nurtured nine lotus seeds and one had consumed all the seeds, it could allow one’s skills to soar to the sky.

This was a treasure that could increase a cultivator’s aptitude.

There was no need to say what happened after that.

The treasure was too tempting. The people who were originally teammates turned into enemies and attacked each other. Tang Ze became the one who had lost.

Tang Ze was not a good person either. He had also killed his teammates and held back from his adopted son, Tang Yunhao. He had hidden the last move of the inherited sword technique.

Moreover, even until his death, Tang Ze did not tell Tang Yunhao about the golden lotus.

This was the world of partial cultivators.

“80,000 kilometers away, there’s the Blazing Demon Valley.”

Han Muye opened his eyes and said softly.

This secret place was actually not far from the Blazing Demon Valley.

That was where demon beasts roamed.

“Calculating based on the time when the golden lotus initially bloomed, there are still a few years before it bears the seeds.”

“I wonder who will pick them when the time comes?”

Needless to say, the person who picked it was naturally the final winner of the battle.

Han Muye’s eyes lit up.

He also wanted a treasure that could increase his cultivation aptitude by one level.

There was no hurry.

There was still time.

When he walked out of the room, a small table had been set up at the entrance of the Sword Pavilion. There were all kinds of meat and vegetables on it.

Han Muye leaned over without standing on ceremony.

“Hehe, Senior Brother Han, it was quiet when we went to the dining hall today.”

Han Muye sat down, and Lu Gao immediately said proudly.

Huang Six said angrily, “They still dare to complain after killing an Earth Realm elder of the Three Qin Sword Sect? It’s almost impossible to establish a sect again. It has been passed down for so many years.”

Indeed, when they received the sword into the pavilion, the ringing of the bell on the Nine Mystic Mountain greatly shocked him.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was serious. No matter what sect it was, as long as it was not the Nine Great Sects, as long as there was no Heaven Realm expert holding down the fort, they could destroy it.

An Earth Realm expert could usually be called a patriarch. But so what?

The sword was sent over to the Sword Pavilion just like that.

This was the domineering aura of the third of the four major sword sects.

Without the same strength, you’d better listen obediently.

Those sects that originally had all sorts of complaints could only remain quiet.

Regardless of whether they had betrayed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect or not, no one wanted to become the next Three Qin Sword Sect.

Han Muye was also glad that he had come to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

It was true that it was easy to take advantage of a great support.

At this moment, the meat he was eating was probably much sweeter than those who had betrayed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

In the afternoon, Lin Shen indeed asked Han Muye about the technique of exerting strength with his sword. Then, he starting swining his sword in the limestone square in front of the Sword Pavilion.

He used all his strength in every strike, as if he was facing a mortal enemy.

At this moment, his sword technique had an indescribable meaning.

After watching Lin Shen swing his sword for a while, Han Muye went to wipe the swords while Huang Six filled in the records for receiving the sword in the morning.

Lu Gao sat in the doorway again, digesting his food.

According to the servants who had joined with him previously, many people from other sects had come recently. They had to prepare to set up the venue for the gathering and were all exhausted.

Those outer sect disciples did not dare to offend the inner sect disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, and they were not welcomed, so they vented their anger on the servant disciples.

Lu Gao smiled as he imagined the suffering of others.

He reached out to touch his chest and felt the dense spiritual energy coming from the spiritual stones. He felt that he was about to ascend to immortality.

There was really something to look forward to in his life.

In the afternoon, Han Muye, who was focused on nourishing his sword Qi and wiping the swords, heard Lu Gao’s shout from outside the Sword Pavilion.

“Sword Pavilion’s rules for receiving swords, bathe and change your clothes, burn the incense to calm the mind—”

“Senior Brother Lin? Why are you here?” Lu Gao’s voice was interrupted by a surprised cry.

“Uh, you know each other? Then, you guys should continue…” Lu Gao glanced at the bald man in front of him and shrank back.

Hearing the voice, Han Muye walked out of the Sword Pavilion.

Zhao Pu.

An elite disciple of Three Stones House.

At this moment, Zhao Pu seemed to have learnt from Lin Shen why he was here. He looked excited.

Seeing Han Muye, Zhao Pu cupped his hands and said, “Thank you, Brother Han.”

Back then, when Lin Chongxiao was under Tuoba Cheng, Three Stones House was at its peak.

Zhao Pu had a good relationship with Lin Chongxiao and Lin Shen.

“Senior Brother Zhao, what’s the matter?”

Han Muye spoke.

Zhao Pu nodded and looked around. Then he said, “Let’s talk over there.”

Zhao Pu did not need to receive a sword, so he naturally had something on at the Sword Pavilion.

Han Muye guessed that it was most likely because he had snitched on Tuoba Cheng last time.

Was he here to deliver a reward?

When the two of them walked to the square outside the Sword Pavilion, Zhao Pu turned around and said, “Brother Han, Master said that he has noted what you said last time, but this time, the sect won’t deal with it directly.”

‘Noted?’

‘But won’t deal with it directly?’

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

What did he mean?

He didn’t reward him for his great contribution in reporting the matter and only remembered it?

Zhao Pu looked at Han Muye apologetically and said in a low voice, “The Sword Sect has already launched an attack on the Three Qin Sword Sect. They’re trying to establish their might. It’s not good to make a move here. Otherwise, it will arouse the suspicion of the various sects.”

“The sect means to pretend that we don’t know anything about this gathering.”

‘Pretend to not know anything?’

‘Wouldn’t his great merit be for nothing then?’

Han Muye was a little disappointed.

“But it’s not as if we’re not doing anything.” Zhao Pu grinned, then said, “This time, the Three Stones House is in charge of hosting the gathering.”

“I guarantee that not many people from the Suyang Sect will be able to walk down the Nine Mystic Mountain in the end.”

Han Muye nodded.

If they couldn’t do it openly, they would have to do it secretly.

However, the Suyang Sect was not the only betraying sect that had come to the Nine Mystic Mountain for the gathering.

“Master asked me to come to the Sword Pavilion to ask for a semi-spiritual-level sword to be sent to the Three Stones House as the final prize for this gathering.”

“Don’t choose the good ones. Just something to fool those country bumpkins will do.”

Zhao Pu reached out and patted Han Muye’s shoulder. He smiled and said, “I heard that the Sword Pavilion’s Sword Caretakers are good at choosing swords. They can assign a sword to a compatible person and a person to a compatible sword?”

‘Choose a sword?’

Was this task difficult?