688 Give Me a Reason Not to Kill You
Indeed, no matter how good one’s comprehension ability was, it was not everything.
For example, cleaning and repairing the wooden shelves.
Han Muye placed the bedding in front of the table, put down the food he had brought, and strolled upstairs.
He was going to ask Zeng Daniu to clean the second floor tomorrow.
Zeng Daniu turned around and was about to bow when Han Muye had already gone upstairs.
The fragrant hot food on the table and the brand new bedding left Zeng Daniu at a loss.
He walked forward and wiped his hands vigorously, then carefully touched the bedding.
He had never slept on such soft bedding in either the water village or the small wooden boat.
The only bed in the house that could still keep him warm was the one that his wife slept on with a 10-month-old baby.
“This is to be a servant of the Great Immortal?” Zeng Daniu’s eyes shone.
At this moment, on another island more than 3,000 miles away from Firefly Island, on the first floor of a seven-story red octagonal building, a middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe handed a scroll and a small jade box to the black-clothed youth in front of him.
“These are 300 Spiritual Pearls. Bring me this person’s head within 10 days.”
The young man in black nodded and took the jade box. He opened the scroll and saw a picture of a young sword cultivator in a white robe.
“A sword cultivator with 300 Spiritual Pearls. Steward Chang is really generous this time.” The young man grinned, put away the scroll, and turned to leave.
Watching him leave, Steward Chang clasped his hands behind his back and turned to head upstairs. As he walked, he muttered, “30,000 Spiritual Pearls to kill a sword cultivator. Is it so troublesome for my Life Stealing Tower to kill someone?”
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On the second day, Zeng Daniu cleaned up the shop. The craftsmen who came to repair the wooden shelves also came. After trimming the magnolia trees, more light could enter on the second floor.
Standing in front of the window, one could look at the pedestrians on the street.
In the afternoon, Han Muye handed a spiritual rock to Zeng Daniu.
He no longer needed to eat food. He just needed to nourish his body with spiritual qi and refine his qi blood.
However, a mortal like Zeng Daniu had to eat.
One spiritual rock could be exchanged for 1,000 jade shells that were commonly used by the mortals on the island. One spiritual rock was enough for Zeng Daniu to eat a full meal.
Zeng Daniu could not bear to spend spiritual rock. After being glared at by Han Muye, he carefully took the spiritual rock to exchange for jade shells and bought the cheapest food to bring back.
Han Muye stood in front of a wooden shelf, reached for a sword, and gently pulled it out.
Ordinary artifacts had rusted because they had not been maintained for a long time.
The main island had a humid climate.
The spiritual materials used for this sword were not bad, and the forging method was proficient.
A trace of sword qi seeped into the sword, and Han Muye saw the process of forging the sword.
“Hongyun Sword Casting Cottage.”
This was a sword produced by a refining workshop on an island 10,000 miles away.
Not only the weapon refining mills, but also the other alchemy mills and places where talismans were drawn on the Scattered Stars Island were all led by one or two big families with their own disciples and apprentices. They would recruit more apprentices and slowly expand.
The sword qi circulated in the long sword. The sword that had not been maintained for a long time vibrated, and streams of light shone on it.
Han Muye let go of the hilt and let the trace of sword Qi circulate in the sword.
Now he did not lack sword qi. This sword qi was directly injected into the long sword, allowing it to recover to its original state, and even become more exquisite and sharp.
There were only three long and short swords on the wooden shelf. Han Muye checked them all.
Three of them were swords of the Scattered Stars Island.
It was obvious where the swords came from and where their owners were.
From these swords, Han Muye also learned a lot about the secrets of the Scattered Stars Island.
Or rather, the rules of the Scattered Stars Island.
The Scattered Stars Island was a place of free trade, where major forces built their bases and traded with the Divine Venerables.
The Heavenly Venerables were the masters of the Endless Sea.
Han Muye had never thought that the Endless Sea, which could melt the reincarnation of the world and the power of karma, and destroy countless star worlds, would have masters.
Then just how strong were these Endless Sea Divine Venerables?
Transactions on the Scattered Stars Island were protected, and no one dared to disobey the rules.
However, once one left the island and was in the dark Endless Sea, one’s life and death would depend on one’s own strength.
Of course, the rules on the Scattered Stars Island were obvious.
For example, some forces that took on dirty work were still living well.
After putting back the sword, Han Muye took out some of his long swords and placed them on the wooden shelf.
The Imperial View Sword Shop was about to reopen, so it should at least have more swords.
The swords Han Muye was holding were not very high-end, about the same level as the swords Zhao Yujing had taken away.
There were three high-grade, five middle-grade, low-grade, and semi-spiritual weapons.
Only with these swords could the sword shop be opened.
As soon as the swords were placed on the table, the appearance of the shop changed.
A faint sharp aura filled the first floor of the shop.
Zeng Daniu, who had just returned from buying food, shivered as soon as he entered the shop.
Han Muye turned to look and pondered for a moment. He went up to the second floor, took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, wrote some words, and created a few splash-ink paintings.
These calligraphy and paintings were mixed with some Great Spirit and Sword Qi. If they were hung in the shop, they could suppress the Sword Qi in the shop.
If the Sword Pavilion on the Nine Mystic Mountain had these back then, the sword caretakers would not have been corroded by the sword qi and had their lifespan shortened.
After letting Zeng Daniu look after the shop, Han Muye went to Jia Wu’s shop next door.
Jia Wu’s shop specialized in all kinds of fish bones and fish scales.
There were short swords made of fish bones, long whips, and spears.
There were armors made of fish scales and various small items.
Fishbone weapons were not very powerful. Only two or three of them were spiritual artifacts. Most of them were mortal or semi-spiritual artifacts.
