From-DIDIDA Novels
1021 Returning to the Nine Mystic Mountain, Observing Swords and Enlightenment (2)
Currently, there were a few Young Masters in the Nine Mystic Mountain. The Sword Pavilion was in charge of Liu Hong’s son, Liu Qingxuan. He was known as Young Master Qingxuan. His mother controlled the businesses of the Cao family, and Liu Qingxuan was also an expert in refining weapons.
Jiang Yucheng was also from the Sword Pavilion and was known as Young Master Qingdan. His parents had a high status in the Nine Mystic Mountain’s Alchemy Hall.
Tuoba Cheng was a direct disciple of the Three Stones House, and the son of Elder Zhao Pu, Zhao Yuanjing, was known as Young Master Yuanjing. He was an orthodox direct descendant of the Nine Mystic Mountain and had a chance of taking over the position of the sect master of the Nine Mystic Sword School.
There was also the legitimate son of Grand Elder Gao Changgong, Young Master Xiao Yijian of the Xiao family in the Imperial City. Although he was born in the Imperial City, he was sent to the Nine Mystic Mountain Sword Pavilion to grow up.
In the entire Nine Mystic Mountain, many famous Young Masters had deep backgrounds.
The Nine Mystic Mountain suppressed the Western Frontier. The Nine Mystic Mountain was already the Holy Land of the Western Frontier’s Sword Dao and alchemy. There were already many factions in the sect.
“You two have been Dao companions for a long time. How is it going?” Elder Su Liang looked at Mu Wan curiously. She was an alchemy cultivator and could tell that Mu Wan had never given birth.
Mu Wan smiled and said in a low voice, “Elder, the path of the Dao is long. There’s no hurry.”
Elder Su Liang glanced at Han Muye and nodded and said, “That’s true. You’re different from mediocre cultivators like us.
“You have your own path to follow.”
Although Elder Su Liang was only an Elder of the Alchemy Hall on the Nine Mystic Mountain, her horizons were extraordinary and she could see through things.
Han Muye and Mu Wan were already different from low-level cultivators like them.
These two stood at the top of the cultivation world and enjoyed longevity.
There was really no need to rush things like bloodline inheritance.
Han Muye and Mu Wan stayed in the Nine Mystic Pill Room for more than half a day before leaving.
Before leaving, Mu Wan left a jade slip for Elder Su Liang and a few valuable spiritual herbs.
Additional things were useless to Elder Su Liang and might even become an obstacle to her cultivation.
With Elder Su Liang’s cultivation potential, it was not a problem for her to step into the Heaven Realm. She still had a long lifespan in the future, so she could take her time.
As for the disciples waiting in the attic, Han Muye and Mu Wan encouraged them and also rewarded them with some spiritual herbs and pills.
“I didn’t expect that Sister Bai would leave the Heavenly Mystic.” Walking on the street, Mu Wan sighed softly.
The owner of Suzhen Store, Bai Suzhen, was the legitimate daughter of the number one demonic cultivator in the Western Frontier, Li Mubai. She had a good relationship with Han Muye and Mu Wan.
The first bucket of gold Han Muye earned on the Nine Mystic Mountain was from Bai Suzhen.
When he first started cultivating, many resources were exchanged from the Suzhen Store.
It could be said that Bai Suzhen was Han Muye’s benefactor at the beginning of his cultivation.
The two of them made a mutually beneficial deal for a long time.
However, he didn’t expect that after achieving great success in the Heavenly Mystic Dao and ruling over countless realms, Bai Suzhen would leave the Heavenly Mystic with her commercial enterprise and disciples from the demonic sect to search for Li Mubai.
However, when Bai Suzhen left the Heavenly Mystic, her combat strength had already reached the peak of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul realm. She still had a few treasures to protect herself, so she was not in danger.
Mu Wan made a trip back to the Mu family, although she no longer had a strong connection with the Mu family since the departure of the Mu family’s ancestors, it was still the place where she spent her childhood.
When they arrived at the Mu family, the current head of the Mu family, Mu Tongyuan, personally greeted them. Upon seeing the return of Miss Mu Wan, as reported by the servants, along with Immortal Han, his face was filled with delight.
The younger generation of the Mu family who accompanied the reception were curious.
The Mu family held a banquet, and Han Mu Ye made a brief appearance before going into seclusion for cultivation.
Mu Wan, accompanied by some old friends from the Mu family, met with some elite descendants of the Mu family.
Among them was Mu Tongyuan’s granddaughter, Mu Jinzi, whom he had seen in the Nine Mystic Pill Room.
Mu Wan naturally supported the alliance between the Mu family and the Nine Mystic Mountain.
Putting aside her relationship with Jin fate, even for the sake of the Mu family, she supported the marriage between Mu Jinzi and Jiang Yucheng.
The Mu family was only an alchemy family, and the alchemy holy land of Mushen City was only in the Western Frontier.
In the intermediate world of the cultivation world, the true holy land of alchemy was the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.
The Nine Mystic Mountain was different.
With Han Muye around, the Nine Mystic Mountain had an irreplaceable status.
Mu Jinzi became more restrained in front of this legendary aunt.
She also explained her relationship with Jiang Yucheng. She was completely throwing a tantrum.
How could she not know Young Master Qingdan’s name?
Being arranged to become dao companions with Young Master Qingdan, she secretly felt delighted. Whether it was competing in alchemy or finding faults, it was just an attempt to catch Jiang Yucheng’s attention and not be seen as a tool for marriage.
Mu Wan understood Mu Jinzi’s thoughts.
Even she herself was nervous, afraid that she would implicate her Senior Brother’s cultivation.
Wasn’t she afraid that Senior Brother would be distracted when he left the Heavenly Mystic during the Dao Battle?
Perhaps this was the sorrow of being a woman and an alchemist.
The flourishing era belonged to alchemy, while the chaotic era belonged to weapons.
Women were no exception.
When Han Muye and Mu Wan left Mushen City for the Nine Mystic Mountain, Mu Jinzi and the other Mu family juniors followed behind them.
They would go to the Nine Mystic Mountain and arrange for them to go to the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley in the Upper Heaven Region.
As an alchemy family, the Mu family naturally yearned for the holy land of alchemy.
The Mu family’s patriarch and Fairy Peony of the Upper Heaven Region had also gone to the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley to cultivate a few years ago.
Mu Tongyuan and the others saw them off outside the city, their eyes filled with reluctance.
Heavenly Mystic Prime Minister Han, an immortal of the Western Frontier. This person had returned to stay in the Mu family in Mushen City. The Mu family wished they could banquet the entire city and let all their fellow Daoists in the Western Frontier know about such glory.
Unfortunately, Han Muye and Mu Wan only stayed in the city for a day.
What a pity.
Because he had brought the descendants of the Mu family, Han Muye summoned a flying ship and rode it across the sky.
However, they were not fast. Han Muye and Mu Wan would go to see the scenery along the way, and they would also go to some places they had been to before.
Along the way, many cultivators who had heard that Han Muye had returned came to welcome him.
The sects of the Western Frontier respected the Nine Mystic Mountain. Back then, during Han Muye’s famous battle in the Western Frontier, many cultivators had followed him and fought side by side.
The battle on Cloud Nest Ridge, where tens of thousands of people echoed his name, cemented Han Muye’s reputation as Immortal Han.
In the following years, when he defied the current on the Estuary, many elites from the Western Frontier journeyed alongside him, witnessing his brilliance firsthand.
Unfortunately, the Western Frontier was not a place for mighty figures like Han Muye to stay for long.
Everyone watched as Han Muye soared into the sky, taking control of the Central Continent and the Heavenly Mystic, achieving great victory in the Dao competition, and embarking on a journey to the Upper Heaven Region.
To those cultivators who once journeyed alongside Han Muye, the legends held a greater sense of truth than to outsiders.
This was what the cultivation world looked like.
Han Muye and Mu Wan were generous.
Most of the cultivators he had met a few times back then were still in the Earth Realm. It was rare for them to reach the Heaven Realm.
Luo Xiaoyu, who had left the frozen world of the Western Frontier, and Sun Qingshi, who had once competed with Han Muye, were now great cultivators.
When many people saw Han Muye again, they felt more restrained and were mostly flattering.
Han Muye didn’t mind. He either gave some guidance on cultivation or directly gave some treasures.
Returning to Tianxuan and meeting an old friend, this kind of emotional feeling was also a gain for him.
When the flying ship arrived at the Nine Mystic Mountain, Tuoba Cheng had already led a group of elders and disciples to welcome him.
“Back then, I only wanted to hear the sixth ring…”
When the melodious bell on the Nine Mystic Mountain sounded, Han Muye, who was standing on the deck, sighed softly.
They exchanged a glance, Gao Changgong and Patriarch Tao Ran, by his side.
Back then, it was either him or Tao Ran who would create the six sounds.
The Nine Mystic Mountain had undergone significant changes. The grand hall that once stood atop the mountain became even more magnificent, with sprawling palaces extending all the way down the mountain.
The Sword Pavilion, which used to be considered tall and imposing, now appeared even more inconspicuous.
“Senior Brother.” The much more mature Liu Hong stood in front of the Sword Pavilion and bowed to Han Muye.
At this moment, sword light surged from Han Muye’s body.
This was his Sword Dao.
He did not return to the Heavenly Mystic with Mu Wan because he was bored.
He was comprehending his Sword Dao.
With this step, his cultivation and combat power would experience unimaginable improvements.
Entering the Sword Pavilion, everything remained the same.
The burlap gently brushed against the sword, and a spiritual light shimmered on its surface.
“Clang—”
He unsheathed the sword.
The burlap gently brushed against the sword, and a spiritual light shimmered on its surface.
The sword’s name was March, and it was a low-grade spiritual artifact.
It was forged from green jade and gold, three feet and one inch long, weighing 11 catties.
This sword was slender and had tempered spiritual patterns on its blade, making it suitable for cleaving.
Crafted by the Cao family’s refining workshop.
…
Streams of information surged into Han Muye’s mind, and various scenes flashed before him. The sword light on Han Muye’s body transformed into a long dragon, stirring the flow of sword qi within the Sword Pavilion.