“Okay.”
Han Muye agreed without hesitation.
If Mo Yuan was willing to give him precious lifespan-increasing pills, so what if he pretended to be a disciple?
“Han Muye greets Master.”
With a whip, Han Muye said loudly.
“Haha, good, good.” Mo Yuan laughed in the carriage.
“Come, let’s have a chat first. Although I only hang out in the outer sect, I still know a lot about cultivation.”
Mo Yuan’s words made Han Muye’s eyes light up.
Compared to Huang Six, who was mostly in the Sword Pavilion, Mo Yuan, who had been in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect for nearly 200 years, was indeed much knowledgeable.
Whether it was the many small tricks in cultivation, the various rules in the cultivation world, or even some secrets that were passed down in small sects, Mo Yuan knew everything.
For three days, Han Muye was completely learning all kinds of knowledge regarding cultivation.
It was only through Mo Yuan’s explanation that he knew what his ninth-grade spiritual core was.
A ninth-grade spiritual core was not really hopeless. It just needed a large amount of spiritual energy to cleanse it.
To ordinary cultivators, it was indeed useless without a large number of spiritual rocks.
But for Han Muye, after learning how to refine the Cloud Qi Pill, he no longer lacked spiritual energy.
Speaking of cultivation, Mo Yuan said something that gave him a pleasant surprise.
It turned out that when ordinary cultivators activated their dantian, it was only the size of a fist.
To be able to open up a dantian the size of a washbasin was considered rare even for experts.
When Han Muye quietly asked what level his dantian was if it was ten feet wide, Mo Yuan only said two words.
Demonic.
The word did not sound great.
But in terms of describing talent, that was the highest evaluation.
It turned out that his dantian was at a demonic level.
This made Han Muye, who was driving, smile.
Putting aside the activation of his dantian, the opening of the his Sea of Qi could directly allow Han Muye to start dual cultivation.
According to Mo Yuan, the best way to become a sword cultivator was to cultivate the Dao method of controlling the sword with Qi while cultivating the body tempering method of controlling the sword with strength.
“Unfortunately, I comprehended it too late…” Mo Yuan sighed in the carriage.
He saw through everything, but he no longer had a chance.
It was already difficult for his cultivation to improve. All his Sword Dao knowledge could only be left as theories, but he could not personally achieve it.
He had taught Han Muye everything he knew along the way.
If he couldn’t realize his dream, then someone else could.
Looking at the distant sky, Mo Yuan’s eyes revealed a trace of desire.
He couldn’t imagine the magnificent scene of thousands of swords following Han Muye after he had mastered the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords Technique.
“The mountains and rivers are still the same, but the people have changed…”
Mo Yuan said softly and pointed at the end of the road ahead. “Over there is my hometown, Qingmu Town.”
Han Muye nodded and said, “Master, where is your house? Are we going back directly?”
“Directly…” Excitement flashed in Mo Yuan’s eyes. Then, he shook his head timidly and said,” Let’s find an inn to stay in first and ask around before going. ”
“I’m worried—”
Mo Yuan was worried that after not returning to his family for two hundred years, he would not know anything about the situation in his family.
Han Muye nodded and drove the carriage toward a small building with an inn sign.
At the entrance of the Sword Pavilion of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, the outer sect disciple, Jiang Han, turned around and left with a regretful expression on his face.
He was there to thank the Sword Caretaker.
Unfortunately, the person who had enlightened him was not there.
After cultivating in seclusion for a few days, he had unknowingly become familiar with the sword in his hand and his combat strength had increased greatly.
When he came out of seclusion, he had a private spar with an outer sect disciple who was ranked above him.
The battle had surprised him.
The senior brother ranked 90th in the outer sect could not last ten moves under his sword.
According to that senior brother, his sword was compatible with his sword technique. His sword was swift and difficult to defend against.
That senior brother also said that Jiang Han’s combat strength might be in the top 50 of the outer sect.
He even sighed that Jiang Han had gained sudden enlightenment and had a bright future.
Jiang Han knew that all of this was because of the guidance of the Sword Pavilion’s Sword Caretaker.
“I’ll come back tomorrow,” Jiang Han muttered as he left.
In the Sword Pavilion, Huang Six, who was sitting at the long table, lowered his head and muttered, “Little Han is really popular. He has only been in the sect for a few days, but so many people have come to find him.”
“The inner sect elite, Zhao Pu, the outer sect disciple, Jiang Han, the servant, Lu Gao, and, um, this kid is very popular with girls. That Storeowner Bai has already come twice…”
When he looked up, he was stunned. “Junior Sister Mu? Didn’t you…”
His gut tightened.
Didn’t Han Muye go down the mountain with Junior Sister Mu?
So, where did he go?
Mu Wan had a complicated expression on her face. She bowed to Huang Six and handed him a letter. “Brother Huang, please pass this letter to Senior Brother Han. If, if he can still see it…”
With that, Mu Wan turned around and left.
“Hey, you, you—”Huang Six looked at the envelope, his expression changing as he turned and ran into Han Muye’s quiet room.
A moment later, his eyes red and his shoulders shaking, he strolled out.
He held two small jade bottles in his hands.
“Impossible. Little Han will definitely survive this…”
…
At this moment, Han Muye, whom he had been talking about, had already accompanied Mo Yuan to a magnificent mansion outside Qingmu Town.
“Fortunately, fortunately, after not returning for two hundred years, my Mo family has become more and more prosperous.” Looking at the tall gate, Mo Yuan stroked his long beard and sighed softly.
After staying at the inn for a night and asking about the current situation of the Mo family, he was a little surprised.
Ever since Mo Yuan joined the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, the Mo family had slowly risen because of his relationship with the outer sect.
In the past two hundred years, the Mo family claimed that their ancestor, Mo Yuan, was already very powerful in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
In addition, the head of the Mo family, Mo Yunteng, was at the third level of Qi Condensation realm and was a rare expert in Qingmu Town. The Mo family became the number one family within a hundred miles.
“You’re going to the Mo family to deliver a congratulatory gift, right? Tomorrow, the Mo family is having a marriage alliance with the Sun family of Changgu County. Most of the guests in the inn are here to congratulate them.” The waiter’s words reminded Mo Yuan.
Han Muye quietly went to look for an invitation, and the two of them went to the Mo family together the next day.
The host at the entrance invited the two of them into the mansion. Mo Yuan looked at the surrounding scenery and felt endless emotions.
Han Muye was half a step behind him, moving slowly.
When they arrived at the brightly lit hall in front, many guests had already taken their seats. A few well-built members of the Mo family welcomed them.
“My master traveled here and heard that the Mo family and the Sun family had a marriage alliance. He remembered his friendship with the Mo family’s ancestor and specially prepared a congratulatory gift.”
Han Muye stepped forward and handed over a small wooden box.
When the welcoming Mo family members heard Han Muye’s words, they were stunned. Then, they looked at Mo Yuan and said in surprise, “Senior knows my ancestor?”
Mo Yuan nodded, and Han Muye replied, “A hundred years ago, my master and the Mo family’s ancestor traveled the martial world together. They were old friends.”
Old friend of the Patriarch!
The Mo family members hurriedly bowed solemnly. Then, they turned around and handed the congratulatory gift to the person behind them.
A moment later, the head of the Mo family, Mo Yunteng, strode over.
The Patriarch’s old friend was offering a high-grade spiritual rock as a gift. How could he not dare to come?
A high-grade spiritual rocks could pay for two Mo families!
“Junior Mo Yunteng greets Senior. May I know Senior’s name?” Mo Yunteng bowed, then looked at Mo Yuan and asked in a low voice.
The surrounding guests had long placed their attention on Mo Yuan. When they saw how polite the Mo family’s head was, they were immediately shocked.
“Who is this? Even the head of the Mo family has to personally welcome him?” Someone whispered, his eyes filled with curiosity.
“It’s more than a personal welcome. Didn’t you see the head of the Mo family bow?” The person who spoke had a glint in his eyes as he looked at Han Muye and Mo Yuan.
“They all have swords on their backs. They’re at least sword cultivators.”