977 Reward for the Sword Dao Conference
Sword Venerable Yuan Tian had just finished speaking when Han Muye looked up at him.
With that glance, a burst of sword intent suddenly erupted from Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s body, and the sword light soared into the sky, shining brilliantly.
“Buzz!”
He raised his hand and fiercely stabbed into the empty space in front of him.
The sword light was like a shooting star, colliding three feet in front of Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s body.
“Clang—”
It sounded as if two long swords collided in the void, producing a clear and crisp resonance.
Within a yard, spiritual radiance ran rampant.
“Your mastery of spatial manipulation has reached such a level!” Sword Venerable Yuan Tian exclaimed.
With one glance as a sword, he crossed through space.
With such swordsmanship, how many in this realm could contend?
After a decade of not seeing each other, Han Muye’s cultivation had become terrifying!
Behind the small courtyard, Mu Wan, holding a tea tray, peeked out.
“Elder, would you like to drink Sword Heart or Sword Courage?”
In the small courtyard, as the spiritual radiance dispersed, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian slowly sheathed his sword, revealing a peculiar expression on his face. He walked to a stone bench in front and sat down.
“I’ve heard of Sword Heart, the top-tier tea from the Five Sheep Pavilion, containing the insight of the Sword Heart. It costs 20 million spiritual rocks per catty.”
“But what is Sword Courage?”
Speaking of this, he frowned again and said, “The Five Sheep Pavilion has been causing all sorts of trouble lately. I don’t know how many spiritual rocks they’ve earned. It’s best if you don’t get involved with them.
“A sword cultivator should have the demeanor of a sword cultivator.”
Han Muye smiled and said nothing.
Mu Wan approached with a teapot and two tea cups, placing them on the table. “Elder, Sword Courage is brewed by refining sword intent and infusing the essence of swordsmanship into the tea leaves.
“A myriad of sword intents can produce one catty of this tea.”
She handed the tea cups to Han Muye and Sword Venerable Yuan Tian before quietly retreating.
Han Muye picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
Seeing that he did not care, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian sighed softly and picked up his teacup to drink it in one gulp.
As the tea entered his stomach, his expression instantly changed.
The previously restrained sword light on his body suddenly surged, like boiling waves in the clouds.
Streaks of sword intent pierced through the three-foot space around him.
Dressed in a jade-white gown that fluttered like the wind, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s eyes gleamed with brilliance.
“So, this is Sword Courage?”
Staring at Han Muye, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian said with emphasis, “Is this your Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords?”
The sword intent on his body was gradually suppressed, but the surging vitality and spiritual radiance couldn’t dissipate for a while.
A cup of tea made it impossible for even Sword Venerable Yuan Tian, such a grand master of swordsmanship, to suppress it!
“Ancestral—Return—of—10,000—Swords—”
This was tea, but also a sword!
Han Muye put down the tea cup and whispered, “The Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords, where everything becomes a sword. It’s truly difficult to find one’s own Dao…”
Finding one’s own Dao!
Sword Venerable Yuan Tian looked stunned, his lips trembling, but in the end, he couldn’t utter a word.
To establish the Dao and become an ancestor.
Han Muye wanted to use all things as the Dao of the Sword to become the ancestor of the Sword Dao!
He had already found his own cultivation Dao on his Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords!
He lowered his head and looked at the tea cup in front of him, and radiant halos burst forth in Sword Venerable Yuan Tian’s eyes.
This teacup was a sword, this water was a sword, and these tea leaves were a sword.
This cup of tea was a sword!
“No wonder you’re ranked ninth in the Heavenly Rankings.
“With your Sword Dao, even if those old fellows haven’t ascended, you can fight them.”
Sword Venerable Yuan Tian clenched his fists, a flicker of fighting spirit emanating from him.
He looked up at Han Muye and nodded and said, “I was negligent.
“You’re right. Focus on the Sword Dao and don’t ask about anything else. One’s strength is everything.
“I’ve put too much thought into the Guangyuan Sword Sect, losing the pure pursuit of the Dao. In this aspect, I’m inferior to you.”
He let out a sigh and a hint of admiration appeared on his face.
“You’re in charge of a large faction like the Heavenly Mystic Realm and in such a chaotic world, but you’re actually unmoved and focused on the Sword Dao. How rare, how rare…”
Perhaps this was the secret to Han Muye’s improvement in cultivation in the past 10 years?
Thinking about it, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian felt a trace of regret.
How could a sword cultivator get involved in those conflicts?
No amount of turmoil was as satisfying as a single sword strike.
“I thought you were strategizing to enter the Heavenly Domain from the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley. In these ten years, the Medicine Valley has indeed flourished, reclaiming its position as a holy land of alchemy through the sale of a large quantity of pills.
“I initially came here to tell you that leveraging alchemy to shift the balance of power is impossible. I neglected the Sword Dao, and now I see that it was my own negligence.”
Gently gripping the empty tea cup in front of him, letting the spiritual energy surge within him, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian murmured softly.
This cup of Sword Courage had shaken him greatly.
“Elder, taste this pill, Jade Dew.
“What do you think of Sword Courage?”
Mu Wan approached again, carrying a tray and placing two small cups on it.
These small jade cups contained clear and bright Jade Dew, with swirling pill energy floating within.
“Sword Courage is truly the pinnacle of the Sword Dao, chilling to the bone.
“If a grand master of the Sword Dao consumes it, their entire being will be infused with pure sword intent.”
Recalling for a moment, Sword Venerable Yuan Tian spoke softly while lifting the jade bowl in front of him, sniffing the pill energy, nodding, taking a sip, and savoring it in his mouth.
Upon hearing his evaluation, Mu Wan’s face lit up with joy. She looked at Han Muye and said, “Senior Brother, you see, Elder has such high praise for Sword Courage.
“When Sword Heart was priced at 10 million spiritual rocks per catty, we suffered losses. We cannot sell Sword Courage to the Five Sheep Pavilion at a low price anymore.
“Although the Five Sheep Pavilion is considered part of our family, even if the meat rots in the pot, the spiritual rocks cannot be left unsecured. It always feels uneasy.”
Sword Venerable Yuan Tian, holding the jade bowl, widened his eyes, and all the pill energy came out through his nose with a single breath.
Five Sheep Pavilion.
Sword Heart.
Sword Courage.