Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

1170 Contract Talismans, Chen Zhulong’s Alliance (3)

With the addition of experts, more immortal cultivators gathered, and the strength of the entire Yunlan City rose to a higher level.

Of course, Zuo Baichou and the others became even busier.

Business expanded, growing larger.

“Kid, let me see what you’ve gained from your month of seclusion!”

As the doors of the Yunlan City palace hall opened, Han Muye heard the subdued roar of Li Yungang suppressing his anger.

Then, a long sword with unrestrained sword light entered the hall.

The sword light emitted a green immortal light, and one could see phantoms. It seemed to move the surrounding void, creating a space that appeared real and unreal.

This time, Han Muye didn’t stand with his hands behind his back.

He raised his hand.

He did not draw his sword.

He pointed with his finger.

A three-inch blade emerged from his fingertip.

Three inches!

The three feet in front of a sword cultivator was his bottom line.

However, Han Muye actually waited until Li Yungang’s sword was three inches away before pressing his finger down.

“Boom!”

Li Yungang’s figure entered the hall quickly and retreated even faster.

Moreover, it seemed like he had lost control of his posture.

“Senior, I told you, you really don’t have to suppress your cultivation.” Han Muye’s voice sounded.

Li Yungang, who landed outside the hall, blushed.

“Hmph, not bad. You’ve learned a trick or two from the Spirit Sword.

“Kid, your comprehension is not bad.

“I’ll come back in three days.”

Without giving Han Muye a chance to speak, Li Yungang flew away.

Han Muye smiled.

Just now, he had used Li Yungang to test his sword.

The effect was not bad.

The Spirit Sword Golden Immortal struck out in the Immortal Burial City. His sword crossed countless miles, and he gathered his strength for a day.

The power contained in such a sword disintegrated, allowing Han Muye to gain a lot.

In a month’s time, he went from being defeated after 30,000 strikes to winning with only 10,000 strikes.

Then, he gathered his sword intent and condensed it into his own sword.

Just now, Li Yun suppressed his cultivation, yet under this sword, he had no chance to resist.

This sword strike was considered successful.

Looking at it this way, it wasn’t bad to have a powerful sword cultivator at the Golden Immortal realm to test his skills.

A moment later, Zuo Baichou, Zhao Chen, and the others arrived at the hall.

They had all seen Han Muye send Li Yungang flying with a single strike, so they only dared to come to the hall after Li Yungang left.

“The City Lord’s swordsmanship is divine; even that senior Golden Immortal can be defeated.” Xie Chaoyan bowed and spoke with a pleased tone.

Han Muye was the disciple of an Immortal Venerable and the Supreme Lord of their Luo Demon Clan. He was naturally happy to see that Han Muye was powerful.

“That’s right. Brother Han, your sword technique is incredible. That old guy was able to knock down Brother Zhulong with just one strike.” Zhao Chen also looked at Han Muye in surprise, his face filled with admiration.

Chen Zhulong had fought with Li Yungang?

That made sense. This Green Vine Sword Immortal was someone who wanted to test his skills against experts.

But Chen Zhulong would never fail to defend against Li Yungang’s single sword strike.

Presumably, he didn’t want to get entangled with the Green Vine Sword Immortal.

Zuo Baichou and the others reported the various matters in Yunlan City from the past month and then presented a pile of jade slips.

A city of 10 million people generated numerous intertwined messages in a month.

Han Muye looked at the pile of jade slips but did not take them.

“You guys handle these things.” He waved his hand and looked at Zhang Zhenbiao, Zuo Baichou, and the others.

“I’m only responsible for dealing with the threat of those experts to Yunlan City. As for the matters in the city, you guys can take care of them.”

A bitter expression flashed across everyone’s faces.

However, there was clearly a smile in their eyes.

This was Han Muye’s trust in them.

Among the forces of the cultivation world, the division of labor had always been like this.

The strong were in charge of cultivation and self-preservation.

The others dealt with all the miscellaneous matters, ensuring an environment conducive to peaceful cultivation.

Just like the current Yunlan City, Han Muye didn’t need to concern himself with city affairs at all.

He just needed to be invincible.

“City Lord, before Senior Thousand Arrays returned to Dongyuan City, he left this letter for you.”

Zhang Zhenbiao took out a letter.

Han Muye took it and saw that it contained information left to him by Zhao Pingyu about exploring the senior’s array together.

Back then, Zhao Pingyu had agreed to set up a formation in Yunlan City because Han Muye had promised him that he would accompany him to explore the ruins of the senior’s array.

Looking at the letter, Han Muye’s expression changed.

“Alright. Back then, when I invited Senior Thousand Arrays to set up a city-protecting array in Yunlan City, I made him a promise. Now it’s time to fulfill it.

“How about this? I’ll make a trip to Dongyuan City tomorrow.”

After leaving Yunlan City, he would be able to avoid Li Yungang’s challenge, right?

Han Muye was about to leave Yunlan City. Zuo Baichou and the others looked at each other and quickly reported some important matters on hand, and seeking advice on uncertain matters.

After everyone finished discussing and left, Han Muye tapped his fingertip, and a few golden runes flew out of the hall.

After a while, Qin Zhaoyuan, who was wearing a green robe, stepped into the hall.

Although the injuries on the Sixth Master of the Thunder Bandits were not fully healed, his complexion was much better than before.

“City Lord, are you going to the Bitter Immortal Realm?” Qin Zhaoyuan bowed to Han Muye, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Han Muye nodded and said, “I plan to make a trip, but there are some matters that need to be dealt with recently.

“You go to the Bitter Immortal Realm first, and after I’ve sorted things out, I’ll come to find you.”

He raised his head and looked outside the hall. Chen Zhulong, who was wearing a brocade robe, had arrived.

“Haha, I, Chen, greet the invincible City Lord. City Lord is mighty, suppressing a Golden Immortal powerhouse with a single strike.”

Chen Zhulong said loudly with a smile on his face.

If not for the fact that he knew that Chen Zhulong had the Torch Dragon bloodline and was definitely powerful, Han Muye would have believed him.