Become a scholar official?
Han Muye smiled and shook his head.
His current Confucian cultivation was only a step away from becoming a Grandmaster.
He did not fancy becoming a mere scholar official.
However, when he left a poem in Xisai Town that day, his literary talent combined with the Sword Dao allowed him to gain a lot of insights.
Slowly closing his eyes, Han Muye restrained his divine sense.
Sword light flashed on Lin Shen’s body, protecting Han Muye.
It was his duty.
In Han Muye’s divine spot, the original golden Great Spirit was constantly spinning, as if it was constantly brewing.
There was also a faint golden color on seven long swords.
This was something that had never happened before.
Previously, the Great Spirit and the soul sword Qi did not interfere with each other at all. There were no signs of such fusion.
The Great Spirit had the power to suppress all demons in the world.
If it could fuse with the sword light, the combat strength of the soul sword qi would more than double.
Also, streams of the Great Spirit circulated in his body. Not only did they pour into his dantian, but a trace also seeped into his body and fused with his spine that had turned into a sword bone.
Golden spiritual light flashed on the jade-white sword bone.
What was this?
Sword bones or literary bones?
The sword bones with golden light seemed a little different.
Han Muye closed his eyes and cultivated. Kong Chaode, Mu Jin, and the others looked at him and felt the aura on his body change,from the warm literary aura to the flashing sword intent.
When Han Muye opened his eyes, his aura was different.
It looked like the original literary aura now had a hint of toughness in it.
They didn’t understand.
No one understood.
“Hum—”
Ahead, a spiritual light rose.
They had arrived in Xiyuan County.
A large city occupied an area of 500 square miles.
There were endless rows of buildings and spiritual light soared.
All kinds of Confucian aura rose, casting a golden hue on the world.
Such a magnificent city was only a small city at the border of the Central Continent.
“Sun Cong, the Registrar of Xiyuan County, is here on the orders of the county lord to welcome the guardian of the Western Frontier’s Green Wheat Mountain.”
In front of the flying ship, a middle-aged scholar in a green and gray brocade robe cupped his hands.
The county magistrate of Xiyuan County did not come to welcome them personally. He was giving Mu Jin face by sending an official to receive the flying ship.
The registrar had a proper official status. He had the registrar’s literary treasure in his hand and could mobilize the Heaven and Earth powers within a hundred miles of his territory.
Han Muye, Mu Jin, and the others walked out of the flying ship and landed outside the city of Xiyuan County with Sun Cong.
Sun Cong was the registrar of Xiyuan County, so he was not as attentive to Han Muye and the others as Jiang Tong.
He sent them to the courier station and before he left, he said that the county magistrate was receiving visitors now and would meet them later.
According to Jiang Tong’s introduction, Mu Jin’s identity as the guardian of Green Wheat Mountain was the same as the 32 county lords of Shuxi County.
It was only slightly lower than the status of the county lord of Jinchuan City.
The county magistrate of Xiyuan County was on the same level as the guardian of Green Wheat Mountain.
However, Mu Jin was a great demon and was in the Western Frontier. How could she be really valued?
In the evening, the registrar, Sun Cong, came again. He first apologized and invited Mu Jin and the others to the banquet.
Although it was said to be a banquet hosted by the county magistrate, there were also visitors from other counties.
Not many people attended the banquet. In the end, Mu Jin, Han Muye, Kong Chaode, and the little demon, Tan Tan, went together.
Mu Jin brought Tan Tan over to enrich her experience. Kong Chaode knew the rules of the Central Continent better and could give her pointers from time to time.
When they arrived at the pavilion where the banquet was being held, they saw a few extraordinary figures standing in front of the school courtyard.
The person in front was wearing a green official uniform and a veil hat. It could be seen that the Great Spirit and the Heaven and Earth powers intertwined.
Those who could obtain the Heaven and Earth powers here were definitely the sovereigns of a county.
“Previously, the County Governor sent a message that Shuxi County had a new guardian from the Green Wheat Mountain. Unfortunately, the Green Wheat Mountain is far away from the Heaven and Earth Barrier. I have no chance to visit it.”
The person who spoke was the county magistrate of Xiyuan County, Shen Si.
Mu Jin shook her head and said calmly, “You’re too polite. I didn’t expect to be the guardian of the Central Continent.”
She was a great demon and did not have so many rules. She spoke directly.
Shen Si laughed and turned to look at Han Muye, Kong Chaode, and the others.
Kong Chaode took a step forward, and a noble aura flashed on his body. Then he cupped his hands and introduced himself and Han Muye.
“The Han family?”
Shen Si sized up Han Muye, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile, “So it’s Young Master Han Muye. You’re indeed a young hero.
“Coincidentally, Young Master Su Lin of the Su family from Changhe County came to visit my Xiyuan County today. You’re all talented scholars of the Confucian Dao. You should have a lot to talk about.”
With that, he led the young men behind him forward and cupped his hands.
Su Lin of the Su family of Changhe County and a few of his good friends were all scholars who traveled the world.
The few of them cupped their hands and introduced themselves briefly before turning to the side.
The great demon of the Western Frontier, Young Master Han, who had come from somewhere.
Was such a person qualified to befriend Young Master Su?
If not for the fact that the county magistrate of Xiyuan County had to take into account the reputation of the Green Wheat Mountain’s guardian, this banquet would have been a poetry gathering.
He knew that the great demons from the Western Frontier definitely could not understand literature, so he changed the banquet.
This made Su Lin and the others quite regretful.
After all, Shen Si was a scholar official, and his literary talent was outstanding.
If Shen Si held a poetry gathering, they would definitely be able to receive his guidance and even appreciation.
This was the Central Continent.
Confucianism was respected.
Be it Han Muye or Mu Jin, no matter if you were a Heaven Realm demon or a Western Frontier Sword Dao Immortal, they were all treated coldly in the Central Continent.
Shen Si smiled and invited Mu Jin, Han Muye, and the others up to the loft. There were seats arranged In the brightly lit hall.
As Shen Si casually asked about the Western Frontier’s style, he chatted with Su Lin and the others about poetry.
He had invited Han Muye a few times, but Han Muye had declined.
Because of that, Su Lin and the others were even less interested in Han Muye.
