Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 225

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The barrier between the Central Continent and the Western Frontier had been shattered by a single sword strike!

Spiritual energy poured into the Western Frontier from the Central Continent!

“Town.”

At this moment, a voice sounded in the world.

His voice was thick and authoritative.

!!

As soon as he finished speaking, all the spiritual energy within 5,000 miles was suppressed and stopped surging.

“Seal.”

This voice sounded again, and a golden seal appeared in the void.

The golden words turned into a golden light screen that gathered most of the spiritual energy on the Green Wheat Mountain and then connected with the original heaven and earth barrier.

The shattered barrier slowly repaired itself and returned to its original state.

However, the spiritual light on it seemed to be slightly thinner than before.

“Quickly put away the Dao Sword.”

Han Muye heard Ying Yang’s voice.

Han Muye quickly reached out and swept his hand. The black broken sword behind him shook and turned into a foot-long black blade that landed in his hand.

He had just put away the broken sword when a figure appeared in the tunnel.

High-crowned robe with fluttering sleeves.

He held a black sword in both hands.

Han Muye had seen this person before.

He had seen the Mystic Sun Guard’s inspector, Xia Yi, in the images of the sword.

He was the governor of Shuxi County, Central Continent.

Han Muye had once seen this great cultivator of the Confucian Dao from Xia Yi’s sword. He prayed for the rain for the people.

The governor’s sword vibrated in his hand, transformed into the shape of an eagle, and landed in midair.

The governor bowed to Ying Yang. “Su Zizhan, the county governor of Shuxi County, greets Senior Ying Yang.”

He straightened up and said, “Senior Ying Yang, this time, you caused the wall to collapse. I’m afraid you need to follow me to the Imperial City to see Minister Wen.”

As he spoke, his gaze landed on Han Muye, Mu Jin, and the others below. He said indifferently, “They have to come too.”

After saying that, an irresistible halo spread out from his body, suppressing Han Muye, Mu Jin, and the others.

This power seemed to come from his soul. The green soul sword above Han Muye’s head trembled as it tried its best to resist this pressure.

Su Zizhan’s gaze swept over Han Muye, and his eyes revealed a strange light.

“I’ll go with you.”

Ying Yang’s expression did not change as he said indifferently, “This matter has nothing to do with them. If there’s anything, I’ll take responsibility. Just let Wen Mosheng look for me.”

Su Zizhan pondered for a moment and nodded. “Okay.”

With that, he waved his hand and absorbed the scattered spiritual light into his sleeve.

He looked down at Mu Jin and a jade token fell from his hand.

“This place is nourished by the spiritual energy of the Central Continent. In the future, the spiritual herbs will be much more abundant.

“I’ll let you guard this place and hand over 80% of the spiritual herbs produced to Shuxi County.”

Mu Jin caught the jade token and bowed. “Mu Jin understands.”

Su Zizhan looked at Han Muye again, nodded, and flew out of the tunnel.

Ying Yang turned to look at Han Muye and said, “Kid, cultivate well.”

With that, he transformed into a sword and flew out with a sharp hiss.

“Boom—”

Outside the tunnel, a rumbling sound echoed.

“Ying Yang, why did you kill someone?” Su Zizhan shouted angrily.

“I like to kill people.”

Ying Yang’s voice was as arrogant as ever.

When Han Muye flew out of the tunnel, he saw that Lu Lingzi, Zhang Zidong, and the others had already been killed.

He turned back to the pale-faced Luo Xiaoyu.

Luo Xiaoyu smiled bitterly and shook her head. “Immortal Han, attack.”

It was obvious that Ying Yang had killed some people to protect Han Muye and the others.

Since he wanted to silence them, he had to be ruthless.

Luo Xiaoyu was from the Spiritual Dao Sect, so he naturally had to kill her.

Sword intent condensed on Lin Shen’s body.

Mu Jin also had wooden vines in his hand.

Han Muye waved his hand and said, “Fellow Daoist Luo, leave.”

Leave?

Luo Xiaoyu was stunned.

Han Muye said indifferently, “We had a life-and-death relationship on Cloud Nest Ridge.

“Your master, Zheng Wangyuan, also sacrificed for the Western Frontier.

“I’m not going to kill you.”

With that, he raised his hand and a black sheathed sword appeared.

He handed the sword to Luo Xiaoyu and said softly, “Go to the Central Continent.”

The Mystic Sun Sword.

With this sword, one could join the Mystic Sun Guards.

Luo Xiaoyu nodded, took the Mystic Sun Sword, bowed to Han Muye, and turned to head towards the Central Continent.

Luo Xiaoyu was the only one who had survived today’s incident. She would not be able to explain it clearly when she returned to the Spiritual Dao Sect.

Moreover, Daoist Myriad Transformation had died here. This matter would definitely implicate her.

If she went back, she would be crippled even if she didn’t die.

It was better to leave Western Frontier.

Seeing Luo Xiaoyu leave, Han Muye turned to look at Mu Jin.

Mu Jin was smart. After obtaining Su Zizhan’s jade token, she obtained an amulet.

With this jade token, even the Spiritual Dao Sect wouldn’t dare to do anything to her.

“Senior, you’re the only master of the Green Wheat Mountain in the future.” Han Muye smiled.

Not only was Mu Jin the master of the Green Wheat Mountain, but it also had the Central Continent’s title. Moreover, this place was nourished by the spiritual energy of the Central Continent. The quality of the spiritual herbs produced in the future was even better.

Hearing Han Muye’s words, Mu Jin nodded with emotion, “I didn’t expect it to be so dangerous today.”

They were just here to find Black Chief’s secret treasure. Why did they almost lose their lives?

She looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye’s strike was too terrifying.

Even if he was borrowing Ying Yang’s power, he had to have the ability to activate it.

Seeing Mu Jin’s expression, Han Muye’s smile widened.

In the cultivation world, one had to depend on one’s own strength.

He believed that his sword today could make his ally, Mu Jin, closer to him.

“Senior, we have to do our business for a long time in the future.”

Han Muye smiled and spoke.

He raised his hand, and a hundred superior-grade spiritual rocks appeared in his palm.