Huang Six carefully took out a small jade bottle from his pocket and handed it to Han Muye.
“This pill is very nourishing. Try it first.”
…
Han Muye did not eat Huang Six’s Great Nourishment Pill, which cost three spiritual rocks each.
He only let Huang Six support him as he moved to a big chair and sat in front of the Sword Pavilion to bask in the sun.
The sun was already a little scorching, but Han Muye, who had been lying down for more than a month, felt comfortable.
“Brother, don’t worry. Now that you’re awake, you’ll be able to drink and eat well in the future. It won’t take long for you to regain your energy again.” Huang Six, who was squatting in front of the chair at the stone steps, had a much better complexion.
“In the future, if you need anything on the Nine Mystic Mountain, just say your brother’s name.”
“I guarantee it will be effective.”
Huang Six turned to look at Gao Xiaoxuan, who was hugging the little white fox by the door sill. “Little Xuan, don’t you think so?”
Gao Xiaoxuan nodded and said softly, “Everyone in the dining hall knows that Brother has to eat tender meat. Every time I go collect food, they choose the most tender meat for me.”
“They all say that Brother was the one who saved the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.”
“Brother is a great hero.”
Gao Xiaoxuan’s eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at Han Muye. “Senior Brother Han, do you know what a great hero is?”
Hearing his question, Han Muye turned to look at Huang Six, then at Lu Gao, who was sitting outside the door of the Sword Pavilion. He said in a low voice, “A great hero is like Brother. When the sect is in trouble, he can give up on his years of cultivation without hesitation.”
“A great hero is like Brother Lu. When he guarded the Sword Pavilion, he didn’t take a step back even if he lost his eyes.”
Beside the door sill, Lu Gao’s face twitched slightly as he tightened his grip on the wooden stick.
Huang Six’s face flushed and he grinned.
Gao Xiaoxuan turned to look at the two of them and nodded as if he understood. “I understand. In the future, I’ll lead the way for Brother Lu and help Brother Six collect more food.”
The black-veiled Lu Gao turned and grinned.
“What hero? Isn’t that just a matter of being hot-headed?” Huang Six looked at Han Muye and said softly, “Didn’t you also deplete the sword Qi you condensed?”
Han Muye smiled and said nothing.
He didn’t want to be a hero.
He only wanted to be a sword caretaker in the Sword Pavilion who could bask in the sun.
At the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye was leaning against the big chair and Huang Six was squatting beside him. Behind him, Lu Gao and Lin Shen, who was carrying a big sword, were chatting with Gao Xiaoxuan, who was carrying a little white fox.
While Han Muye was unconscious, the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had not been idle.
The experts of the various lineages led their disciples to snatch resources from the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect. Some took advantage of the fact that the original territory of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect was empty and directly took over the place.
However, the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect and the Great Spiritual Sword Sect were both powerful sects. Although they were suppressed by the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, they were not completely defeated.
Moreover, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was not too peaceful under its own rule.
Previously, the Three Stones House had led the various sects to exterminate the demons together. Because of the battle outside the Nine Mystic Mountain this time, many demonic beasts took advantage of the chaos and escaped in all directions.
The Great Elder of the Blazing Demon Valley, Hu Taisheng, whom Tuoba Cheng was determined to kill, also escaped.
“Elder Tuoba went into seclusion after returning to the Nine Mystic Mountain. It’s said that he fought with a half-step Heaven Realm expert last time and was greatly injured,” Huang Six said in a low voice.
In the previous battle, Tuoba Cheng had a powerful aura and fought a half-step Heaven Realm expert alone.
However, his cultivation had yet to reach the Core Formation realm, so it was still difficult for him to rely on his initial-stage sword momentum.
However, Tuoba Cheng was a sly old fox. Back then, he could pretend to be injured and concentrate on condensing his sword momentum. This time, he might be up to something.
Han Muye felt that this Uncle-Master Tuoba did not seem to be cultivating body tempering techniques at all.
Because of the chaos, the disciples of the various lineages on the Nine Mystic Mountain had endless missions.
Be it the inner sect disciples Zhao Pu, Tang Ming, or the outer sect disciples Jiang Han, Sun Dayong, and the others, they all received their missions and went down the mountain.
“When they returned to the Nine Mystic Mountain, they came to see you a few times and were sent away by me.”
Huang Six waved his hand and said, “Exterminating a sect is the most profitable thing. If we don’t take this opportunity to make a killing, how can we cultivate in the future?”
Huang Six, who was squatting on the stone steps, seemed to see the big picture.
“After this battle, our Nine Mystic Sword Sect has solidified its hundred-year influence. In the future, after eliminating the three major sects in the Western Frontier, even the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect has to give in to our Nine Mystic Sword Sect.”
“It’s a good time for the Nine Mystic Sword Sect to expand now.”
“A thousand years of planning are all for this critical moment now.”
Han Muye turned to look at Huang Six, whose eyes were full of excitement, then at Gao Xiaoxuan, who was full of admiration, and Lin Shen and Lu Gao, who were listening attentively.
“Brother, have you gained enlightenment?” Han Muye was curious. It had only been a month, so how did Huang Six become so insightful?
“Nonsense.” Huang Six spat and looked up at the window on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion. He whispered, “It’s that old man Tao who always took the opportunity to nag in my ear.”
“I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He keeps feeling that my bones are unique and that I have a great opportunity.”
Huang Six patted his back and stood up. He looked at the figure walking over from the path in front of him. “No matter how he tries to convince me, I’m going back to Jinyang with your sister-in-law.”
When Huang Six mentioned Lu Qingping, Han Muye remembered that the Clear Wind Temple she was in seemed to have secretly sided with the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
Fortunately, the Great Spiritual Sword Sect was declining now. As long as one’s head wasn’t damaged, the elders and abbots of Clear Wind Temple would know who to side, right?
But he still had to be careful. If Clear Wind Temple dared to have any signs of betrayal, he had to get Huang Six to bring sister-in-law out in advance.
Han Muye looked up at the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.
Although Patriarch Tao Ran had returned to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, he did not return to the fire-type lineage.
He lived on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion and usually studied cultivation techniques with the Sword Pavilion elder.
Although the soul sword condensed by the Sword Pavilion Elder had been completely exhausted after 60 years, his sealed cultivation was actually very powerful.
According to the news that Huang Six and the others had heard, the Sword Pavilion Elder’s and Sect Master’s titles were equally famous.
However, Sect Master Jin Ze was more skilled in management, and Elder Gao Changgong, who supported the Heavenly Wind lineage alone, sealed his cultivation after the last elder of the Sword Pavilion, Zhu Shen, died and guarded the Sword Pavilion for 60 years.
Indeed, as the sect master of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect, Zhang Cheng, said, they were all ruthless.
Han Muye felt that if the two old men on the third floor of the Sword Pavilion were together, something might happen.
“Ahem, the Sword Pavilion rules for receiving a sword: Bathe and change your clothes. Calm your heart and burn incense—”
Huang Six’s voice sounded.
Three young men in the inner sect clothes stood at the bottom of the stone steps with respectful expressions.
“Brother!”
“Brother, we’re here to receive our swords.”
The three of them raised their hands, holding bright yellow scrolls.
The mission scroll.
Recently, there had been a lot of missions in the sect. Many people had completed missions in exchange for various rewards.
Be it pills, talismans, swords, cultivation techniques, or spiritual materials, the sect provided them all.
The last time they broke into the Three Qin Sword Sect, the sect had already gained a lot of money.
Recently, they had obtained countless bounty from attacking the territory of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
The most popular place for reward in the sect was still the Sword Pavilion.
Even if they did not receive a sword, most of them were here to see Brother Huang who had turned the tide.
“Receive a sword…” Huang Six rubbed his fingers and looked up at the sky.
It was not yet time for dinner.
It was earlier than evening.
It wasn’t raining either.
“Brother, please help us find a good sword.” The three inner sect disciples looked at each other and took out a spiritual rock to place under the mission scroll.