Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 1225

1225 Immortal Burial City (5)
Outside the Zhenxuan Hall, golden light transformed into a curtain of light that covered the heavens and earth.

Han Muye wore a light green Daoist robe, with flashes of immortal light on his body.

This attire was a treasure from the Zhenxuan Hall.

At this moment, there were hundreds of elite attendants standing before him.

Not far away, a hundred powerful demons who had come with Han Muye sat in meditation.

“Everyone, this is the unique contract talisman created by me from Yunlan City.
“With this talisman, you can form a contract with the demon race, and your qi and blood cultivation can be shared, rapidly boosting your strength.”

In Han Muye’s hand, golden talismans appeared one by one.

These were all contract talismans.

“Those of you who are interested can seek out powerful demons to form contracts with,” Han Muye looked at the crowd and said solemnly, “Once the contract is formed, it’s life and death together.”

The method of the contract was to enhance one’s combat power with the power of the demon beasts.

The elite members of the Sword Sect below glanced at each other, mostly remaining silent.

For sword cultivators, what they valued was their own sword cultivation, and they didn’t care much about other things.

“I’ll give it a try.” After a moment, a 30-year-old sword cultivator in a blue robe raised his hand and summoned a golden talisman.

With the talisman in hand, he turned to look at the powerful demons.

“I’m Peng Shi from the Tieyun Hall. I’m at the Void Refinement Realm. I excel in speed and strength and enjoy fighting with enemies.”

His figure moved, sword light danced in Peng Shi’s hand, revealing gusts of wind and thunder with every swing.

He landed on the blue stone square, a golden talisman floating in his palm. Then he said, “I wonder if there’s anyone willing to form a contract with me?”

The powerful demons over there exchanged glances and after a moment, three sturdy men stepped forward.

“Roar—”

One of them transformed into a Golden Wind Hou and said with his supreme sense, “I have the Golden Wind Hou bloodline, and our speeds can complement each other.”

Another one transformed into an armored mole, its eyes gleaming with golden light.

“I can condense a body of golden armor to resist attacks under the Void Transformation.”

The last one transformed into a 30-foot-tall iron bull.

“My strength can empower you.”

Peng shi pondered for a moment and raised his hand to strike the talisman, landing it on the Golden Wind Hou’s head.

The Golden Wind Hou let out a low roar and did not resist, allowing the talisman to fall.

Two golden streams of light intertwined between their bodies. The Golden Wind Hou turned into a golden light and landed on Peng Shi’s arm.

“Buzz!”

Peng Shi moved, and he was already outside the blue stone square.

“So fast!”

The people around were stunned.

Peng Shi himself was also stunned, he reached out and touched his own arm, a smile appearing on his face.

Being empowered by a demon beast could actually lead to such an improvement!

Many people’s eyes lit up.

In no time, dozens of elite members of the Sword Sect each chose a powerful demon that suited them.

Not all sword cultivators were willing to form contracts with demon beasts.

Han Muye didn’t pay attention to them either, he raised his hand and brought out a pile of swords and various treasures.

“Since you’re willing to accompany me to the Immortal Burial City, you’re my brothers in life and death. You can choose whatever suits you from these items.”

Spiritual treasures, immortal treasures.

Pills that shone with immortal light, garments, armors.

There were also extremely strong defensive formation disks and treasures that could enhance one’s attributes.

The treasures glittered, and the hall was filled with immortal light.

The elite members of the Sword Sect were all excited.

Did they lack treasures?

Not really.

But the treasures Han Muye brought out were genuine treasures, many of which they didn’t possess.

Moreover, since they were going to the Immortal Burial City with Yunlan Sword Immortal, what was the harm in taking his treasures?

With white hair and a solemn expression, Zhenhuang Hall’s Heaven Roar Sword Immortal, Kuxu Daoist, stepped forward and grabbed a flaming longsword, saying softly, “This sword resonates with my strength, I’ll take it.”

Others were also not polite and reached for items one after another.

…

At the end of the one-year period, Zhao Chen returned.

He headed straight for the Zhenxuan Hall, tossed five storage bags and the dispatch order into Han Muye’s arms, then turned and ran.

“I’ll go gather more treasures.”

In the five storage bags were various immortal treasures.

Most notably, there were a large number of powerful formation disks.

When combined, they could withstand attacks from Golden Immortals and Zenith Heavens, and even block a strike from an Immortal Lord.

There were also all kinds of extremely lethal crossbows.

“The Skybreaker Crossbow, this is a weapon for defending cities.” Han Muye’s face lit up as he looked at the 1,000-foot-long crossbow shining with immortal light.

With these 3,000 crossbows, there were at least 100,000 crossbow bolts.

Different in form and markings, they were clearly collected from various major sects.

Just this Skybreaker Crossbow was worth more than billions of spiritual rocks.

How many times had Zhao Chen sold himself?

Three days later, the continuous immortal light turned into pillars of light.

Resolute expressions adorned the faces of the Sword Sect’s powerful cultivators as they stood in meditation.

“Escort the disciples of the Sword Sect to the Immortal Burial City to guard it.”

“May you all achieve great deeds and be invincible wherever you go—”

With a loud shout, the immortal light in the void connected into a line.

One by one, sword lights stepped into the teleportation array, their figures disappearing.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, I hope you won’t disappoint us.”

A faint voice sounded from the void.

2,456 Sword Sect disciples of the Sword Sect, along with 300 accompanying individuals, entered the Immortal Burial City.

“Boom!”

Stepping out of the teleportation array, golden light and blood-red light exploded in front of Han Muye.

Boundless supreme entered his body.

The Immortal Burial City was was situated at the intersection of the Divine Realm and the Immortal Realm

So, there was supreme power here.

“Mystic Spirit Sword Sect’s Han Muye has led 2,456 Sword Sect disciples to reinforce the Immortal Burial City.”

Han Muye held the transfer order in his hand and shouted loudly.

“Clang—”

With a sword cry, a sword light descended from the sky.

Han Muye was familiar with this sword light.

Back outside Yunlan City, there was such a sword that slashed down from countless miles away.

Spirit Sword Golden Immortal!

Looking at this head-on sword, Han Muye smiled, and ribbons danced behind him.

“Senior Spirit Sword, how about this strike of mine?”