Chapter 708 - 708 My Life Is Worthless
708 My Life Is Worthless
Han Muye was not too involved in the matters of the Western Frontier.
After deciding on the elite gathering of the Western Frontier sects, he left the hall at the top of the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Tuoba Cheng’s strength was enough to suppress the Western Frontier.
The Nine Mystic Sword Sect could suppress the Western Frontier.
After returning to the Sword Pavilion and handing the 13 supreme-grade spiritual weapons to Liu Hong, Han Muye’s soul avatar poured into the divine beast’s avatar.
At this moment, the divine beast Baxia’s avatar had arrived in the Azure Travel Realm. He followed the route that Gu Qianshan used to escape and headed towards a galaxy.
“I’m Gu Yuening, a disciple of the Gu family from Wanming City on Chen Yue Star. I came back from my travels today and happened to meet you, Fellow Daoists.” Han Muye, who was dressed in a white robe and carrying a sword case on his back, stood on the back of the huge turtle and smiled as he cupped his hands.
In the void ahead, several sword cultivators raised their hands in return.
Some of these people were nervous, some were puzzled, and some were happy.
Han Muye waved his hand, and a few semi-spiritual weapons landed in front of him.
“My ancestor, Gu Qianshan, is a weapon forging grandmaster. These unranked swords were personally crafted by me. Consider them a small gift. Please accept them as a token of my respect.
“I wonder if you can escort me back to Wanming City?”
The culture of the Azure Travel Realm and the way of employment were prevalent.
Although the few swords were low-end, they were still worth more than 10,000 spiritual rocks.
Since they were all traveling, it was not a bad idea to earn some spiritual rocks.
“Young Master Gu is forthright. I’m here to apply.”
“Alright, Young Master, don’t worry. I’ll protect you all the way to the Chen Yue Star.”
“Young Master Gu is generous. This matter is settled.”
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In just a moment, Han Muye was escorted by seven or eight sword cultivators towards Chen Yue Star.
On the second floor of the Imperial View Sword Shop on Yulan Street on Firefly Island, it was already noon the next day when Han Muye came out of seclusion.
He went downstairs and saw Zeng Daniu and Shao Tianyi standing helplessly in front of the counter.
There was nothing in the shop. When customers came, they could do nothing except make an appointment to have their sword evaluated.
“Shopkeeper, all morning—”
When Zeng Daniu saw Han Muye, he quickly handed him a book.
This was the information that Shao Tianyi had registered for the sword appraisals.
Han Muye waved his hand and handed over some calligraphies and paintings.
“Send these to the furniture store at the end of the street for framing.”
Shao Tianyi’s eyes lit up when he saw them.
He was afraid that his shopkeeper would run out of calligraphies and paintings.
Without the calligraphies and paintings, how could he comprehend the Sword Dao?
Zeng Daniu took them carefully to the furniture store for framing.
Previously, he didn’t think so but after selling all the swords, calligraphies, and paintings in the shop yesterday, he realized that those calligraphies and paintings were several times more expensive than swords.
How were these calligraphies or paintings? They were obviously a pile of spiritual pearls!
In the shop, Han Muye turned to look at Shao Tianyi.
“Go to the Sword Furnaces and Sword Mills nearby and tell them that the Imperial View Sword Shop wants a batch of good swords.”
Han Muye raised his hand and handed a business card he had written to Shao Tianyi.
With his fame from the Sword Evaluation Meeting yesterday, there was probably no one who would not give him face.
Shao Tianyi had dealt with dozens of sword cultivators who came to ask for a sword assessment in the morning, so he was well aware of his shopkeeper’s current reputation. He smiled and left with the business card.
Although he did not yearn for the sword shop’s business to be booming like Zeng Daniu, he hoped that the Imperial View Sword Shop would be valued.
This way, his life would be more secure.
The Life Seizing Tower would think twice about assassinating people with high prestige on Scattered Stars Island.
After all, the rules of Scattered Stars Island were set by the Divine Venerables.
Shao Tianyi went to look for the sword shops. Han Muye threw the book that recorded the information of the people who visited on the counter and pasted a notice that only swords and spiritual weapons above mid-grade would be evaluated at the door.
He turned around and walked to the empty wooden shelves.
With a wave of his hand, a few swords appeared on the wooden shelves.
They were not high-grade swords. The best were only middle-grade spiritual artifacts.
How could he take out a good sword to sell if he controlled the Sword Pavilion?
If not for the fact that he had obtained many good swords in the Suwei World, Han Muye would not even be willing to take out these swords.
He put the sword away and marked the price. Then he took out a few calligraphy paintings and hung them on the walls.
These were all the works of the great scholars of the Heavenly Mystic. They were all supreme treasures of the Confucian Dao. Each of them was priced at 10 million spiritual rocks.
This was not a blind bid. For example, Yan Zhenqing’s Tower of Treasures. Han Muye only left two words, ‘Inquire with pleasure’. This was because he was afraid that no one on Scattered Stars Island knew what it was.
It was priceless for such a Sage to write it himself.
As soon as he hung up the calligraphies and paintings, a few sword cultivators with long swords on their backs arrived.
Han Muye greeted them with a smile, but these sword cultivators became nervous.
Earlier they had seen the notice at the door. The Imperial View Sword Shop only evaluated mid-quality spiritual weapons and above.
Everyone could understand.
Firstly, there were many people who wanted to have their swords evaluated. Secondly, it would be too embarrassing for an expert evaluator like Shopkeeper Han of Imperial View Sword Shop to work on low-grade swords.
“Do you want to look at swords or to have your swords evaluated?” Han Muye smiled and welcomed everyone into the shop.
At this moment, everyone felt even more uneasy.
Han Muye smiled and reached out. “The notice at the door is for my peers to see.
“I’m also a sword cultivator. I know that our swords are as important as our lives. There’s no need to differentiate between levels.”
A sword was a sword.
Magical treasures were powerful, but not everyone could use them.
Han Muye had a lot of magical treasures, but he rarely used them.
What he liked the most were still the Destiny and Purple Flame swords.
The most important thing for a sword was to be suitable and compatible.
Hearing Han Muye’s words, the sword cultivators were immediately tempted.
“Um, Shopkeeper Han, I wonder if this sword evaluation…” A middle-aged sword cultivator in a green robe took out a small bag with the sword from his back.
The bag was bulging. It was obviously a storage bag. It contained spiritual pearls or spiritual rocks.