‘Bring the elder back?’
Huang Six was still in a daze. When Han Muye had walked hundreds of feet away, only then did he widen his eyes.
“You—you’re going to Deer Park Mountain!”
The Sword Pavilion Elder was at Deer Park Mountain.
Han Muye was going to Deer Park Mountain?
Clenching his fists, Huang Six’s expression changed. In the end, he shouted, “I’ll go too!”
Hearing his words, Han Muye stopped in his tracks and turned around with a smile. “Brother, didn’t you say that eggs can’t be placed in the same basket?”
“If we are all going, we are really placing all our chances in a basket.”
Hearing his words, Huang Six glared at him and said, “Even so, I should be the one to go.”
“Guard the Sword Pavilion.”
Han Muye shook his head, his eyes cold.
Huang Six trembled and felt dizzy.
When he regained consciousness, Han Muye was no longer in front of him.
“Sword Condensing Technique.”
“Kid, you still ended up cultivating it…”
Huang Six looked confused. He looked at the mountains in the distance, not knowing if he was sad or helpless.
“We’re all mortals. We cultivate for freedom. We don’t cultivate for the sake of our emotions.”
“But in the end, why it is so difficult to achieve this?”
Han Muye walked to the entrance of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, where a small wooden cart was parked.
“Senior Brother Han, let’s go.”
Bai Suzhen stuck her head out of the carriage window and waved at him.
Han Muye nodded and walked quickly to the carriage.
The driver, who was sitting in front of the carriage with a bamboo hat, turned around and was slightly stunned to see Han Muye.
Han Muye hadn’t expected this either.
It was Shopkeeper He.
It was Shopkeeper He from the Zhenling Treasure Shop at the foot of the mountain.
“So the close friend you’re talking about is this friend.”
Elder He looked at Han Muye and smiled.
“As expected of someone Miss thinks highly of. An extraordinary person.”
At this moment, Shopkeeper He did not have the aura of a businessman at all. Instead, he had a domineering aura that made people not dare to look at him directly.
“Uncle He, you know each other? That’s even better.”
Bai Suzhen smiled and said to Han Muye, “Only with Uncle He’s help can we reach Deer Park Mountain as soon as possible.”
Han Muye nodded and cupped his hands at Storekeeper He. “Thank you, Senior.”
Hearing his words, Storekeeper He waved his hand and said, “No need for any thanks, you’re Miss’s good friend.”
At this point, he grinned and said, “In the future, you can come to my Zhenling Treasure Store more often to support my business.”
Han Muye nodded, stepped into the carriage, and bent down to sit opposite Bai Suzhen.
“Senior Brother Han, Uncle He is an Earth Realm expert. He has a spiritual artifact flying vessel that can allow us to reach Deer Park Mountain thousands of kilometers away before sunset.”
As the carriage started, Bai Suzhen looked at Han Muye and whispered.
They could travel thousands of kilometer in a day. This speed was much faster than Han Muye had expected.
He looked up at Bai Suzhen.
This storeowner Bai’s identity was probably not simple.
She opened a small shop on the Nine Mystic Mountain, but the Nine Mystic Sword Sect did not pay notice to her.
At the foot of the mountain, there was also an Earth Realm expert who had a spiritual artifact that could travel thousands of kilometers a day.
The influence behind her should be from the top three sects in the Western Frontier.
Seeing the light in Han Muye’s eyes, Bai Suzhen smiled, then leaned closer and said softly, “Senior Brother Han, this is all I can help you with.”
“You and I are not in the Earth Realm, so we can’t be part of such a major event in the Western Frontier.”
After a pause, she looked at the two swords on Han Muye’s back and said in a low voice, “Senior Brother Han, it’s already rare for you to have the intention to save the Sword Pavilion elders with all your might.”
Han Muye nodded and sat up straight.
He understood what Bai Suzhen meant.
It was already Bai Suzhen’s limit to help him reach Deer Park Mountain.
He, Han Muye, was not qualified to let Bai Suzhen use the influence behind her.
Unless he had already entered the Earth Realm.
Perhaps even ordinary Earth Realm experts did not have such treatment.
The carriage stopped at the side of the road after only 15 minutes.
“Miss, Little Friend Han, please alight from the carriage.”
Storekeeper He’s voice sounded.
Han Muye and Bai Suzhen got out of the carriage. Storekeeper He raised his hand, and a bone boat the size of a walnut turned into a 20-foot-long green boat, hanging at a height of 10 feet.
Storekeeper He flew and landed at the front of the small boat. Bai Suzhen’s figure flashed and she landed outside the cabin.
The shadow of an iron bull floated behind Han Muye. He took a step forward and jumped onto the small boat.
“Why don’t you all sit in the cabin? It’s windy out here.”
As Storekeeper He spoke, the small boat began to slowly drift forward. It became faster and faster, bringing with it a strong wind that made it impossible to open their eyes.
Han Muye and Bai Suzhen entered the cabin. Dark golden streams of light flashed around the cabin, and they immediately could not feel the powerful astral wind.
Han Muye sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, so Bai Suzhen, who wanted to talk to him, could only remain silent.
At this moment, Han Muye projected his divine sense and began to check the changes in his body, so that he could estimate how many techniques he was capable of.
His spiritual energy cultivation was at the sixth level of the Essence Cultivation Realm. Although his dantian was as wide as those in the Qi Condensation Realm, it was negligible in a place like Deer Park Mountain.
His body tempering capabilities were at the ninth level of the Essence Energy Cultivation Realm, which was better than nothing. Even if there was an additional sword bone, it would not increase his combat strength greatly.
He controlled hundreds of sword techniques of various levels and activated them with the sword Qi refined from spiritual energy and dantian. With the Purple Flame and Destiny in his hand, he could block against a Foundation Establishment for a moment.
There were five sword intents and a lot of scattered sword Qi in his Sea of Qi.
The sword intent could support him to use the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords a few times. When he activated the spiritual artifact flying sword in his sleeve, he could fight an Earth Realm expert.
The White Tiger Scroll on him could also allow him to fight an Earth Realm expert for a moment.
However, none of these could save the Sword Pavilion Elder.
The only chance was the soul sword condensed by the Sword Condensing Technique.
In the divine spot, the small soul sword shone and continuously refined the power of the soul.
In just half a day, Han Muye could already sense that his soul power had increased by a hundred times.
If this small sword stayed in the divine spot for a long time, he felt that he could condense another sword of the soul.
The sword of the soul could fight a Heaven Realm expert within a hundred breaths.
This was all Han Muye had.
Could these save Elder Gao?
If only the Great Spiritual Sword Sect wanted Elder Gao to die, Han Muye was confident of saving him.
However, in the Western Frontier, how many people wanted Elder Gao to die on Deer Park Mountain?
The flying boat shook, and Han Muye opened his eyes.
“Hehe, it’s nothing. An elder from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect is asking so I greeted him.” Storekeeper He’s voice came from outside the cabin.
With the capability of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, it would be strange if no one came to investigate.
Clearly, the forces behind Storeowner He and Bai Suzhen were not enemies of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
This was good news for Han Muye.
A moment later, the boat rose again.
This time there was no other stopping.
The wind howled, covering thousands of kilometers in an instant.
“Boom—”
At some point, the flying boat suddenly trembled.
“We’re here.”
Outside the cabin, Storekeeper He’s voice was a little hoarse.
Han Muye took a step forward and stood on the front of the boat.
Ahead, the endless green mountains were glistening under the afterglow of the setting sun.
The mountains and rivers were vast.
A long sword that supported the sky had its sword light competing with the setting sun.
“Are we late?” Bai Suzhen, who had walked out of the cabin, looked at the sword and asked softly.
The Heaven-Supporting Sword slowly stabbed forward.
Behind the sword, a Daoist in a green robe stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
“Although I’m old and weak on the Nine Mystic Mountain, I have to repay the Nine Mystic Sword Sect for its many years of training.”
“We sword cultivators should use the sword as our bones and the sword as our heart.”
“Condense endless sword Qi and obtain a swift sword.”
“This sword is called, Ancestral Return of—”
