Chapter 863 - 863 Coming to Save My Nine Mystic Sword Sect Senior
863 Coming to Save My Nine Mystic Sword Sect Senior
Qin Suyang, Confucian Dao, and Alchemy Path Half-Sage.
His Sword Dao was at the last step, and it was only a step away from sharpening.
Gongsun Shu’s Sword Dao had reached the Half-Sage Realm. He was already at the peak of the Sword Dao in the world. If he had the opportunity, he could directly become a Sword Dao Sage.
In the Land of the Dao Competition, these two were invincible beings.
What kind of mission was it that even these two had to take action together?
Behind Li Three, Zhao Youzhi, who only had one arm, stood there. If one did not pay special attention, one would not have seen him.
At this moment, Zhao Youzhi’s spiritual qi was restrained, and not even a trace of sword intent could be seen.
But he stood there, and if one looked closely, it would make one’s heart feel a chill.
Without lingering in the void, everyone boarded the flying ship and moved forward silently.
Jiang Han and the others went to the bow and accompanied Lin Shen in piloting the flying ship. From time to time, they talked about their experiences over the years.
In the cabin, Han Muye, Qin Suyang, and the others sat opposite each other.
“Actually, when the Pill Destiny Pavilion opened, I was wondering if Minister Wen would give up his position to you.”
Qin Suyang said softly with a smile.
Gongsun Shu chuckled.
It was impossible for ordinary people to have a visit from Minister Wen when they were tempering their hearts in the mortal world.
If he did not really value Han Muye, he would not have made a public appearance.
Actually, back then, Wen Mosheng had deliberately let everyone know of his arrival because he wanted to test them.
Han Muye chuckled and nodded.
Although he and Wen Mosheng were from the same sect, there were not many true feelings between them.
Wen Mosheng had given him the Heavenly Mystic World because he valued his ability to deal with people and control them.
Ever since Heavenly Mystic was handed to Han Muye, be it strength, foundation, or allies, there had been unimaginable changes.
Wen Mosheng and Chen Qingzhi definitely had many trump cards in their hands, but the situation in Heavenly Mystic today was something they would never have imagined.
He had swept across the Heavenly Mystic twice and plundered countless wealth.
There were also Divine Venerable allies.
Who in the Heavenly Mystic could have such energy?
“Minister Han, you sent a message saying that you wanted to save a fellow Daoist from the Heavenly Mystic. I wonder what the exact situation is?” Gongsun Shu looked at Han Muye and asked in a low voice.
Although he and Qin Suyang were waiting outside, they did not know what the specific mission was.
“Thousands of years ago, Mo Shenghua from the Western Frontier’s Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Pavilion left the Heavenly Mystic on a mission to the Immortal Spirit World.
“Now that he controls a world, he’s being hunted down by the Immortal Spirit World.”
Han Muye whispered and recounted what he knew.
A great cultivator who controlled a world was indeed a great force in this battle. It was only right for them to go and save him.
Moreover, according to Han Muye, he was an elder of his sect.
No wonder most of the sword cultivators attracted to this mission were from Han Muye’s sect.
After the mission was set, everyone rested in the cabin.
When Han Muye walked out of the cabin to the deck, he happened to see Li Three standing on the side.
“Why? Isn’t Third Sister going to see Senior Brother Deng Chungang?” Han Muye asked with a smile when he saw Li Xixi.
Li Three shook her head.
“Now that I’ve cultivated to this point, I’ve become indifferent to some things.
“The scenery above the Heaven Realm is dazzling. I still want to see more.”
With that, she turned around and walked into the cabin.
In front, Deng Chungang, who was driving the flying ship on the deck, trembled and revealed a bitter expression.
Han Muye slowly walked forward. Lin Shen, Deng Chungang, Jiang Han, and the others all turned around.
“Boss Deng, this is all I can help with,” Han Muye said.
Deng Chungang forced a smile and said, “In fact, after I left the Western Frontier back then, I already knew that there were some things that I couldn’t go back to after I left.”
As he spoke, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, “That’s good. The path of cultivation is so long. Third Sister’s talent is better than mine. She will definitely live a long life in the future.”
Among the Nine Mystic Mountain disciples present today, there was the genius from back then, Deng Chungang, as well as Jiang Han and the others who had mingled in the outer sect.
At this moment, they were gathered in the outer world and found it unbelievable.
Thinking back to what happened on the Nine Mystic Mountain back then, they were extremely emotional.
Who would have thought that Senior Brother Han had already become Prime Minister Han of the Heavenly Mystic?
Among them, there were several Heaven Realm experts.
Heaven Realm. Back then, there was no Heaven Realm being on the entire Nine Mystic Mountain.
To defend the Heaven Realms, the Sword Pavilion was dedicated to create weapons capable of protecting them.
“Junior Brother Zhao, is your arm not going to recover?” Han Muye looked at the one-armed Zhao Youzhi.
Although Zhao Youzhi had restrained his aura, he could tell that Zhao Youzhi had already stepped into the Heaven Realm.
Even though he had just entered the Heaven Realm, he was still a true Nascent Soul cultivator and could reconstruct his body.
Hearing his words, the others also turned to look at Zhao Youzhi.
Zhao Youzhi shook his head and said softly, “The path of cultivation depends on one’s heart. It doesn’t matter if the body is incomplete or not.”
He raised his head and looked ahead. There was a resplendent halo circulating in his eyes.
“I think the sword in my left hand suits me better.
“If I need to cultivate the right-hand sword technique one day, I’ll reconstruct my body then.”
The powerful Zhao Youzhi with the sword in his left hand had a strange killing intent.
Among them, Zhao Youzhi’s combat strength was second only to Li Three.
The others nodded.
Hearing Zhao Youzhi say that cultivation was in the heart but not in the body, Han Muye smiled.
Cultivation cultivated the heart. Only by comprehending the heart could one cultivate without any bottlenecks.
“Cultivation is a path of spiritual baptism.” When Han Muye returned to the cabin, Mo Yuan, Tao Ran, and the others were sitting on wooden stools, their expressions calm.
Mo Yuan’s aura was also heavy. He was already at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.