“Elder, even if the strength of the Sword Sect can’t be compared to 300 years ago, with the five lineages gathered and your Hundred Breath Realm, we can still compete against the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect, right?” Han Muye asked in a low voice.
Why would Sect Master Jin Ze have to destroy a sword in such a good situation?
Hearing Han Muye’s words, the Sword Pavilion Elder shook his head and said, “Among the nine sects of the Western Frontier, who is the strongest?”
Who was the strongest?
The Nine Mystic Sword Sect, one of the nine sects of the Western Frontier, was ranked at the bottom. The three sects at the top each had a Heaven Realm expert and several half-step Heaven Realm experts.
The third of the nine sects, Tai Yi Sword Sect had the Great Elder Tu Sunshi, the number one sword cultivator in the Western Frontier.
The second of the nine sects was the Shangyang Demonic Sect. The sect master, Li Mubai, ruled the demonic path of the Western Frontier and was a Heaven Realm cultivator.
These two sects were both extremely powerful, but they were unable to challenge the number one sect in the Western Frontier, the Spiritual Dao Sect.
The Spiritual Dao Sect’s Sect Master, the Myriad Transformations Sage, was a true cultivator of the Dao Sect. He was the only great cultivator in the Western Frontier who had stepped into the third level of the Heaven Realm Nascent Soul realm.
The Spiritual Dao Sect was also the leader of the Western Frontier Dao Sect. All the cultivators who cultivated magic spells looked up to the Spiritual Dao Sect and regarded it as a holy land.
Although the rankings of the nine sects in the Western Frontier were constantly changing, the top three sects had not changed positions for a thousand years.
The Dao Sect, the Demonic Sect, and the Sword Cultivators were balanced in power.
Could it be that the Prairie Fire Sword Technique was related to the Spiritual Dao Sect?
Han Muye felt a chill in his heart.
The Nine Mystic Sword Sect could not challenge an overlord like the Spiritual Dao Sect.
“Elder, is the Prairie Fire Sword Technique related to the Spiritual Dao Sect?” Han Muye could not help but lower his voice and ask.
If it was really related to this large sect, then it was no wonder that Su Yuan was so serious in accepting responsibilities.
There was even a reason why the Grand Elder of the Sword Sect, Tao Ran, had betrayed them.
Patriarch Tao Ran had no choice but to betray the Sword Sect because he was afraid of implicating the sect.
The Sword Pavilion Elder shook his head and said, “If it’s really related to the Spiritual Dao Sect, our Nine Mystic Sword Sect won’t be able to last for so many years.”
“However, the Spiritual Dao Sect has always been an ally of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect. The Wind Spiritial Sword Sect has always been famous for its spells and sword techniques.”
“Grand Elder Tao Ran cultivated the Prairie Fire Sword Momentum back then, but the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect asked the Spiritual Dao Sect to issue a Dao order so that he could not use the Prairie Fire in this life.”
“Patriarch Tao Ran fought with the three experts of the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect and didn’t dare to use Prairie Fire. The sect master announced that he would be expelled from the Nine Mystic Mountain, and only then did the experts of the Spiritual Dao Sect stop.”
The Sword Pavilion Elder sighed softly and handed a broken sword to Han Muye.
It was an ancient bronze sword. The sword was broken, and had only a foot or so left.
This was the sword of the Grand Elder of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect, Mu Tieyang.
It was cut off by the Sword Pavilion Elder.
“Why do you think Mu Tieyang is blocking at this place?”
“He’s just waiting for the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect to come.”
“I killed him because I didn’t want to fight the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect in the end, but I left the experts of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect by his side.”
The Nine Mystic Sword Sect were in competition with the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect.
Behind everything was a behemoth like the Spiritual Dao Sect.
All the schemes revolved around such a large sect.
Sect Master Jin Ze would rather break his sword than fight against a large sect like the Spiritual Dao Sect.
“Then, why did Sect Master ask Elder Su Yuan to use the Prairie Fire Sword Technique?” This was the answer that Han Muye wanted to know the most.
Hearing Han Muye’s question, the Sword Pavilion Elder pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, “Kid, aren’t you worrying too much about these things?”
“You’re just a small Sword Pavilion Sword Caretaker. I’ve also damaged the soul sword condensed for 60 years.”
“How much does the sect matter have to do with us?”
“Can’t we just go back to the Sword Pavilion and eat meat and drink wine?”
“Huang Zhenxiong is still the smartest. Wouldn’t it be better to have a wife and children? Why would he seek immortality?”
Han Muye couldn’t argue.
The Sword Pavilion Elder’s soul nurtured the Soul Condensing Sword for 60 years and killed the Supreme Elder of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect in 100 breaths.
What he could do, he had done.
Whether it was the sect’s matters or his cultivation path in the future, it had nothing to do with him.
It was already precious to be alive.
Whether he was really indifferent or not, Han Muye could only nod.
After Han Muye bowed and left the tent, the smile on the Sword Pavilion Elder’s face slowly disappeared.
The old aura on his body condensed into a sharp sword intent.
The thickness of this sword intent was actually not inferior to before he attacked.
“You’re quite a busybody, kid.”
“Sigh, if you didn’t come, I would have left the Nine Mystic Mountain safely. Wouldn’t it be better if I left the Western Frontier?”
After walking out of the Sword Pavilion Elder’s tent, Han Muye walked towards the foot of the mountain with the broken bronze sword in his hand.
His palm closed around the hilt.
Images appeared in his mind.
The life of the Grand Elder of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect, Mu Tieyang, was the envy of countless cultivators.
The sword technique he cultivated was the strongest sword technique of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
All his resources were provided by the entire sect.
He cultivated the sword at a young age and was extremely talented.
The young man was arrogant and suppressed his peers with one strike.
The sword in his hand would kill all the heroes of the Western Frontier.
He had comprehended the Three Spirits Sword Technique of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
He had comprehended the Four Sprits Sword Technique of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect – Clearance Kill.
He had comprehended the Five Spirits Sword Technique of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect – Day Massacre.
The broken sword in Han Muye’s hand vibrated gently, as if in sorrow.
This sword had already broken, and it had already fallen from the mid-grade spiritual artifact realm to a semi-spiritual artifact.
However, there seemed to be an inexplicable aura circulating in the sword.
Images circulated in his mind. The Great Spiritual Sword Sect seemed to have encountered a huge crisis. As the Grand Elder, Mu Tieyang was arguing with the other two elders.
There was also an argument between the demonic clan and the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect.
Unfortunately, the memories on the broken sword were incomplete. Many images flashed past, and there was no way to understand them clearly.
Sword Qi poured into the sword in Han Muye’s palm, causing a dim spiritual light to surge on the sword.
One streak.
10 streaks.
100 streaks.
1,000 streaks.
10,000 steaks.
The broken sword shook and Han Muye stopped.
In his mind, the thin old man in the black robe looked at him with a complicated expression.
A small bright sword circled in front of the old man.
“Sword of the soul?”
“Gao Changgong’s sword has been exhausted. Is there anyone on the Nine Mystic Mountain who can condense a soul sword?”
“From the looks of it, your Nine Mystic Sword Sect really hid it well. I, Mu Tieyang, didn’t lose in vain…”
Mu Tieyang.
The remnant soul of the Grand Elder of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.
Or it could be considered his obsession.
Han Muye did not expect the sword Qi to stimulate Mu Tieyang’s remnant soul in the broken sword.
However, Han Muye really had many questions to ask after seeing Mu Tieyang’s remnant soul.
“Senior Mu, I’m very curious. With your cultivation, why did you seek a death match today?”
Seek death.
Everyone in the cultivation world of the Western Frontier knew that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion Elder could activate the power of the Nine Mystic Sword within the Hundred Breath Realm.
Even if Mu Tieyang’s cultivation was profound, he was only half a step into the Heaven Realm.
Taking the strike of the Sword Pavilion Elder head-on was no different from courting death.
Hearing Han Muye’s words, Mu Tieyang fell silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, “If I can survive under the Nine Mystic Sword today, my Great Spiritual Sword Sect won’t be annexed.”
Annexation!
‘Annxed by whom?’
Han Muye was about to ask again when Mu Tieyang’s remnant soul shook his head and dissipated.
The damage to the sword was too great, and only a trace of Mu Tieyang’s remnant soul was left.
If he wanted to stimulate it again, he needed to inject more sword Qi and nurture it again.
After hiding the broken sword in his sleeve, Han Muye looked at the Nine Mystic Sword Sect disciples sitting in the distance.
They were happy, cheerful, and hopeful for the future.
Han Muye couldn’t help but chuckle.
The half-step Heaven Realm Mu Tieyang wanted to die, and the Sword Pavilion Elder with a single Heaven Realm strike was willing to turn half his life’s cultivation into nothingness.
There was also the Sect Master of the Sword Sect. Although the mighty figures of the various sects controlled the lives of countless people, they were helpless about the situation.
It was better to have these disciples who were like ants who were filled with hope and dreams for cultivation and life.
“Senior Brother Han!”
Ahead, someone turned, then exclaimed in surprise.
Sun Dayong.
The outer sect disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, Sun Dayong.
