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nImages appeared one after another in Han Muye’s mind.

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nUnder the green pine tree and bamboo, a young Daoist in a green robe held a long sword. Sword light flowed back and forth.

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nThe swordsmanship was smooth and concise.

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nThe man grew from young to middle-aged to white-haired.

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nThe sword light kept flowing, simple to cumbersome, and from cumbersome to concise.

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nHe had comprehended the Mystic Element Sword Technique, Golden Thread.

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nHe had comprehended the One Mystic Sword Technique, Melting Gold.

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nHe had comprehended the Two Mystic Sword Technique, Gold Point.

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nHe had comprehended the Three Mystic Sword Technique, Gold Fragments.

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nOther than the Two Mystic Sword Technique, the other metal-elemental sword techniques were all new to him.

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nIt could be seen that the owner of this sword cultivated metal-elemental sword techniques, and his level of cultivation was profound.

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nHowever, could an Earth Realm expert only cultivate the Three Mystic Sword Techniques?

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nWith his cultivation level, he should at least cultivate up to the Four Mystic level.

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nHan Muye carried his sword upstairs and suddenly stopped.

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nIn the image in his mind, the Daoist’s sword technique, which was originally simple, suddenly became sharp. His every move changed drastically.

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nThe sword move was filled with killing intent.

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nHe had comprehended the Four Spiritual Sword Technique of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect – Clearance Kill.

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nThe swordsmanship of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect!

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nWasn’t this the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s rival sect?

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nWasn’t the Battle Sword Hall’s Deacon Zhou Yan killed by someone from the Great Spiritual Sword Sect?

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n“The sword techniques of our Great Spiritual Sword Sect place more emphasis on essence, energy, and spirit than the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. That’s why you only have a chance to make a breakthrough by cultivating our Great Spiritual Sword Sect’s sword techniques.”

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n“Don’t worry, no one in this world knows that you’ve cultivated the Great Spiritual Sword Sect’s sword technique.”

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n“You’re my brother. Would I harm you?”

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nIn the image, a young man in a green robe smiled.

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nSword light flashed in his hand. It was the Four Spiritual Sword Technique Clearance Kill.

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n“Qin Yuanhe, what you’re looking for is in the Sword Pavilion. As long as I make a breakthrough, I’ll help you get it.”

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n“From now on, we’re even.”

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nThere was a hint of hesitation in the old voice. Finally, he turned and left.

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nThe image ended there.

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nQin Yuanhe?

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nThe expert from the Great Spiritual Sword Sect who killed Deacon Zhou Yan?

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n‘What are they looking for?’

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n‘Was anything taken from the Sword Pavilion?’

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nZhou Yan was killed. What was the mystery behind the dispute between the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and the Great Spiritual Sword Sect?

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nAfter seeing the images, Han Muye was even more puzzled.

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nA sharp aura flowed from his palm into his body.

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nThe sword Qi was indeed harmful to the body. At this moment, he sensed something.

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nHe could feel as if the meridians in his body had been scraped by a blade. A sharp pain went straight to his chest.

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nIn an instant, a green sword intent seeped into his meridians from the illusory space, calming the pain.

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nIf sword Qi could harm the body, could it also nourish the body?

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nHe knew too little about sword Qi, so he didn’t know if this was a good or bad thing.

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nA ball of golden sword energy landed in the illusory space.

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nAbove this sword Qi, there were wisps of green-black sword Qi interweaving.

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nThis sword Qi seemed to have yet to accumulate into 128,000 threads and had yet to condense into sword intent. Compared to the other 14 sword intents in the illusory space, it was slightly weaker.

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nAt this moment, Han Muye had already stepped onto the second floor of the Sword Pavilion and stood in front of rows of wooden shelves.

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nEndless sharp, cold air came at him.

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nThe sword Qi on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion was countless times sharper and colder than the first floor of the Sword Pavilion!

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nTwo green ox phantoms appeared around him.

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nHowever, before the phantoms could condense, they were shattered by the sword Qi.

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nThe sword Qi rushed into his body, as if it wanted to tear him into pieces!

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n‘Escape!’

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n‘If you did not escape, you would be killed by these sword Qi!’

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nSuch thought surfaced in Han Muye’s mind.

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nA voice in his head seemed to urge him to turn and run.

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nBut he didn’t move an inch.

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nThe hand holding the sword slowly clenched, and Han Muye’s eyes flashed.

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nThe fiery red sword intent in the illusory space in his chest exploded.

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nA scorching aura surged throughout his body. His meridians and limbs were instantly filled, and wisps of flame-like aura floated out of Han Muye’s body.

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nOn the second floor, the swords vibrated.

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nAll the sword Qi that rushed at him dissipated.

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n“What a bunch of naughty little guys…”

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nThe flames melted, and the meridians in his limbs ached. Han Muye shook his head and said softly.

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nIt was obvious that the swords on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion were not only sharp but also aggressive. They were not as docile as those on the first floor.

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nIf he wanted to gain the recognition of these swords, he had to show them strength that would convince them.

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nPatriarch Tao Ran’s sword intent was proof of his strength.

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nAs he moved forward, there were no more sword Qi wreaking havoc. They seemed to have become obedient.

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nFinding an empty spot, Han Muye placed his sword on the shelf.

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n“Five-eight-six-nine, Bright Peak.”

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nThat was Zhou Yan’s sword, Bright Peak.

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nTurning, he headed back.

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nHe had taken only a few steps when he paused and turned slowly.

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nLooking at the rows of wooden shelves in front of him, Han Muye smiled.

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nIf he was not summoned by the Sword Pavilion Patriach, he was not allowed to go to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion until he had served ten years.

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nThis was a good opportunity to go to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion!

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nRaising his hand, he held the hilt of a long sword.

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n“Clang—”

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nThe sword was drawn.

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nImages flashed into Han Muye’s mind.

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nOne sword technique after another was comprehended.

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nHe reached up and grasped the hilt of another sword.

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n…

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nWhen Han Muye woke up, it was already noon.

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nWhen he opened his eyes, he saw the walls of his room and Huang Six’s anxious face.

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n“Brother…”

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nHe got up slowly. Apart from feeling sore and bloated, his head was buzzing and spinning.

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n“Lie down, lie down.” Huang Six quickly reached out to hold Han Muye down.

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n“Sigh, the sword Qi on the second floor is too strong…” Huang Six couldn’t help but turn his head when his gaze landed on Han Muye’s face.

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n“Rest well.” He patted Han Muye’s shoulder and turned to leave.

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nOn the wooden couch, Han Muye slowly sat up and smiled bitterly as he recalled the situation in the morning.

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nHe had underestimated these swords.

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nCultivation. Life. Joy and sorrow. Comprehension.

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nOn the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, he did not realize that every sword on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion was the life of an Earth Realm expert.

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nThe sword Qi was only secondary. Those swords contained the life scenes of every sword cultivator.

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nJust now, when Han Muye was comprehending the tenth sword, his mind suddenly hurt, and then he lost consciousness.

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nNow that he thought about it, he must have comprehended too much in a short period of time and his mental strength was not enough.

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n“Ignorance is bliss…”

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nWith a small sigh, he slowly got out of bed.

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nIn the future, he had to improve his knowledge about cultivation.

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nOtherwise, he wouldn’t even know how he died.

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nStanding in front of the door, Han Muye’s pale face broke into a smile.

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nDanger was often accompanied by gain.

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nAt this moment, ten resplendent sword intents appeared in the illusory space in his chest and abdomen, slowly spinning around the ball of fiery red sword intent in the middle.

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nIn addition to sword intent, he had also comprehended the ultimate sword technique cultivated by ten Earth Realm experts.

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nFive types of Four Mystic Sword Techniques.

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n13 types of Three Mystic Sword Techniques.

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n30 types of the Second Mystic Sword Techniques.

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n82 types of One Mystic Sword Technique.

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nThere were five types of Mystic Element Sword Techniques.

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nThose Earth Realm experts had almost forgotten all about the Mystic Element Sword Techniques.

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nHan Muye walked out of the quiet room. Huang Six, who was sitting at the long table in a daze, looked up.

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n“You—didn’t I tell you to rest?”

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nHan Muye shook his head and whispered, “I’m going to the Medical Hall.”

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nHe had promised Mu Wan that he would help her comprehend alchemy.

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nHuang Six opened his mouth and finally nodded. “Alright, go.”

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nThen, he asked, “Do you have enough spiritual rocks?”

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nHan Muye laughed and looked at him. “Brother, you’re still lending me spiritual rocks? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll die and be unable to pay back?”

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