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n“Swinging the sword millions of times and crushing the mountain with one strike.”

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nLin Shen sat in the carriage, the corners of his mouth twitching, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

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nWas he still cultivating it?

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n“Hehe, swinging the sword millions of times and crushing the mountain with one strike.”

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n“Brother Han, I’m already so determined to never hold a sword again. You, why do you have to…” Lin Shen looked at the sword in front of him and gently closed his eyes.

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nHis hand gripped the reins so tightly that his knuckles turned white and trembled.

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n“Lin Chongxiao asked me to come.”

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n“His remnant soul is in this sword.”

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nHan Muye handed the hilt of the sword to Lin Shen.

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nLin Shen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Han Muye in disbelief.

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n“You—you—really?”

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nHan Muye didn’t say anything. He just injected a wisp of sword Qi into the sword.

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nThe sword vibrated.

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nWhether it was Lin Shen or Lin Yuxia, who was not far away, their bodies trembled. A feeling of kinship arose spontaneously.

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n“Big Brother…”

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nLin Yuxia burst into tears.

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nLin Shen raised his trembling hand and slowly gripped the hilt of the sword.

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nAn indescribable aura enveloped him. His eyes widened and he spoke in a disorderly manner.

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nHan Muye held the sheath and slowly injected sword Qi into the sword.

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nLin Shen’s expression slowly changed.

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nSadness.

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nGuilt.

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nDelight.

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nHesitation.

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nLin Yuxia, who was slowly walking closer, did not dare to make a sound. She quietly looked at Lin Shen and the sword in his hand.

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nAfter half an hour, Lin Shen trembled and let go of the sword hilt reluctantly.

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nHan Muye stopped injecting sword Qi.

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nLin Shen, who was sitting sideways in the carriage, suddenly jumped down.

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n“Without Brother Han, Big Brother’s remnant soul will never see the light of day.”

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nWith that, he fell to his knees and touched the ground with his head.

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nBeside him, Lin Yuxia bit her lip and was about to kneel on the ground.

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nHan Muye sighed softly and reached out to hold Lin Shen’s arm. Then, he said, “Instructor Lin, if I hadn’t said anything, you might not have given up on the cultivation method. You might even have a chance to meet your brother.”

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nHe was willing to help Lin Shen because this person was loyal and pure. He also blamed himself for breaking Lin Shen’s Dao heart with his one sentence.

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nHan Muye helped Lin Shen and Lin Yuxia up.

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nHanding the sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye said softly, “Instructor Lin, take this sword back.”

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nIn this sword, there was the remnant soul of Lin Chongxiao.

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nIt was fine if Lin Shen didn’t know.

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nNow that he knew, he definitely could not bear to return it to the Sword Pavilion.

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nLin Shen looked at Han Muye gratefully, then reached out with both hands and carefully took the sword, hugging it tightly.

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nAfter giving him the sword, Han Muye smiled and said, “Instructor Lin, are you still leaving?”

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nLin Shen grinned and said, “I’m not leaving.”

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nHe looked up at the entrance of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, his face relaxed and filled with anticipation.

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nHan Muye nodded and smiled. “That’s good.”

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n“I’m going back to the Sword Pavilion. Let’s have a drink sometime.”

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nAfter saying that, he glanced at Lin Yuxia, who was beside Lin Shen. He nodded slightly and said with a smile, “Lady Lin, I’m afraid you won’t be able to carry your nephew for some time.”

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nWith that, he laughed and left.

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n“This, Senior Brother Han, is so special…” Looking at Han Muye’s back, Lin Yuxia whispered.

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n“Special?” Lin Shen hugged the sword, his eyes shining.

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n“He’s more than special.”

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nThe previous decadence on him was gone, and there was now an indescribable sense of heroism.

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nHe put the sword on his back and laughed. He looked at Lin Yuxia and said, “Sister, although Brother Han is a Sword Pavilion Sword Caretaker, his Sword Dao realm is definitely unimaginable.”

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n“Big Brother said that his sword cultivation is extraordinary.”

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nHearing Lin Shen’s words, Lin Yuxia couldn’t help but look at the long sword on Lin Shen’s back. In this sword was the remnant soul of her elder brother, Lin Chongxiao.

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n“Little sister, if you’re interested, I can help matchmake you with Brother Han?” Lin Shen smiled and winked at Lin Yuxia.

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nLin Yuxia blushed. Thinking that Han Muye and Bai Suzhen’s relationship was definitely not simple, and that he was her friend’s husband, she hurriedly spat, “Second Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?”

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nThen, she looked at Lin Shen and said seriously, “Second Brother, since you aren’t leaving, what are you going to do on your cultivation path in the future?”

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nAfter ten years, Lin Shenxiao had swung the sword thousands of times and wasted his cultivation base.

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nEven if he re-cultivated now, he did not know if he would still have a chance.

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nCultivation was a competition with the heavens. If one lost the opportunity, it would be difficult to cultivate properly.

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n“Big Brother gave me two choices.”

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nLin Shen looked into the distance of the Nine Mystic Mountain, his eyes flickering.

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n“The first choice is to go to the Three Stones House and beg Master. Master will definitely help me on account of Big Brother. I’ll cultivate my body again for three years.”

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n“The second choice …”

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nLin Shen lowered his head slightly and said, “Swinging the sword millions of times and crushing the mountain with one strike.”

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nLin Yuxia was shocked and hurriedly said, “Then Second Brother, go and see Uncle-Master Tuoba. Uncle-Master is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He will definitely…”

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nBefore she could finish, she saw the smile on Lin Shen’s face.

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n“Little sister, you know what I’ll choose, right?”

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nLin Yuxia stomped her feet and said, “Second Brother, why are you still cultivating such an uncertain method? After all this, aren’t you still returning to your old ways?”

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nLin Shen shook his head and smiled. “It’s different.”

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n“Now that I have Big Brother’s guidance and Brother Han’s guidance, I can cultivate it successfully.”

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nLin Yuxia was stunned when she saw Lin Shen turn around and walk towards the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

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n“I’ve thought about it. I’ll resign from my position as an outer sect instructor and become a sword caretaker in the Sword Pavilion.”

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n“In the future, I’ll be in the Sword Pavilion and get close to Brother Han. If you’re interested in him, you can come to the Sword Pavilion often.”

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nGo to the Sword Pavilion and be a sword caretaker?

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nWas there still a need for a sword caretaker in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion?

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nA look of confusion flashed across Lin Yuxia’s face.

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n“Interested?”

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n“I wouldn’t be interested in—”

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n“By the way, so he’s the one who exposed Second Brother’s Dao heart? This guy has hidden it well. Next time, hmph…”

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nAfter sending the sword to Lin Shen, Han Muye felt relaxed when he returned to the Sword Pavilion.

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nThere was a sense of satisfaction.

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nHe could feel the joy of the sword intent in his sea of Qi and the sword Qi slowly passing through his dantian and meridians. They were much more docile.

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nIt seemed that these sword intents and sword Qi were all extremely emotional.

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nIf only the absorbed sword Qi could be so gentle when he was condensing the sword bone.

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nIt was not a pleasant feeling.

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nWhen he returned to the entrance of the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye was slightly stunned.

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nHuang Six stood in front of the stone steps with his hands behind his back. Beside him was a female cultivator in yellow.

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nSister-in-law?

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nHan Muye coughed lightly.

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nHuang Six and the female cultivator turned.

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n“Greetings, Senior Brother.” Han Muye bowed respectfully to Huang Six, then cupped his hands at the female cultivator. “Greetings, Sis—”

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n“Lu Qingping, Junior Brother Han, just call her Senior Sister Lu,” Huang Six hurriedly said.

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nHan Muye found it funny.

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nThis guy had ulterior motives but did not have the guts to do so. He addressed her so distantly when in fact, he had called her “Sister Ping” and “Sister-in-law” behind her back.

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n“Greetings, Senior Sister Lu.”

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nHan Muye said.

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nThe female cultivator in yellow smiled and raised her hand in return. “Is this Brother Han, whom Brother Zhenxiong said is very capable?”

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nThe female cultivator was not beautiful, but her eyes were gentle.

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nHuang Six stood at the side and smiled, as if the wrinkles on his face had relaxed a lot at this moment.

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n“Brother, why don’t you invite Senior Sister Lu in?” Han Muye looked at Huang Six.

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nHuang Six straightened his face and shook his head. “According to the rules of the Sword Pavilion, no one is allowed to enter without a sword.”

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n“Besides, Junior Sister Lu is not a member of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, so we can’t break the rules.”

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