Chapter 211: The Place where Tuoba Cheng Split the Mountain with a Single Strike

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Han Muye did not expect the sect to be so dark.

Life was really full of pitfalls, but you didn’t know that the biggest pitfall was right behind you.

Fortunately, he didn’t really care about these things.

He did not lack spiritual rocks or spiritual herbs. Alchemy depended on his mood.

At most, he would take on this kind of job in the future.

Looking at Han Muye, the young sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect cupped his hands again and said excitedly, “I haven’t thanked Immortal Han for saving Yuntai Mountain.”

The last time, among the many cultivators on the Cloud Nest Ridge, only Han Muye invited Tu Sunshi to save the Yuntai Dao Sect.

If not for their help, the Yuntai Dao Sect would have definitely lost its inheritance.

The Yuntai Dao Sect owed Han Muye a favor for this matter.

The sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect also publicly expressed that he would return the favor.

Anyone from the Yuntai Dao Sect had to return this favor.

Han Muye waved his hand and was about to say something polite when the young sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect leaned forward and said in a low voice, “Immortal Han, back then, you saved my Yuntai Dao Sect. Do you know which race from the Southern Wasteland attacked Yuntai Mountain in the end?”

Seeing Han Muye’s confused expression, the young sect master lowered his voice and gritted his teeth. “Sect Master Li Mubai of the Shangyang Demon Sect intends to negotiate peace with the Southern Wasteland.

“He asked me for the opinion of the Yuntai Dao Sect and asked us to name our conditions.”

At this point, a hint of grief and indignation appeared on the young sect master’s face. “It’s fine if it’s the rest, but the demons who attacked my Yuntai Mountain scraped the ground three feet deep and plundered my Yuntai Dao Sect clean.”

“The Yuntai Dao Sect will never forget this hatred.

“If the Southern Wasteland doesn’t hand over the demons who plundered Yuntai Mountain, our Yuntai Dao Sect will never compromise.”

It was the demon race that plundered Yuntai Mountain, Han Muye thought.

Yes, it could only be the demons who plundered Yuntai Mountain.

The demon race should take the blame for this.

Seeing the young sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect looking at him steadily, Han Muye pretended to think about it and said, “The situation was really urgent.”

“I understand.” The young sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect nodded and sighed. “Immortal Han, you risked your life to save us. You’re really righteous.”

If they were surrounded, even a Heaven Realm expert might die.

Han Muye wasn’t lying when he said it was urgent.

“Young Sect Master, I don’t have a deep impression of anything else, but I remember that the ones at the front were some Green Wolves.”

Han Muye frowned, as if he was trying hard to recall the dangerous scene at that time.

The young sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect gritted his teeth and nodded.

Han Muye said nothing more.

The Green Wolf Clan was a vassal of the Black Wolf Clan. This time, one of the Heaven Realm demons of the Black Wolf Clan had died, and the other had left the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

In addition, the Green Wolves Clan sustained serious injuries. It was very convenient to push the blame to them.

Judging from the Young Sect Master’s expression, he should have remembered it.

Han Muye heaved a sigh of relief.

He had even taken 20%.

Although it had to be spread over a hundred years to be obtained.

Along the way, Han Muye chatted with the young sect master of the Yuntai Dao Sect. This young sect master named Lu Daokun was very flattering and did not have the arrogance of a young sect master.

That was true. The Yuntai Dao Sect’s current poor family background really made him much less temperamental.

Besides, Han Muye was not an ordinary person.

This person was obviously the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. He also had the reputation of being an immortal of the sword path. Most importantly, his methods of refining pills were top-notch in the Western Frontier.

Lu Daokun fed Han Muye while pulling strings. When Han Muye left the flying ship, he had finalized a business deal worth 20 million spiritual rocks.

In the next few years, Han Muye would refine a batch of pills for the Yuntai Dao Sect through the Bai family’s business account. They were all at least supreme-grade pills.

Han Muye did not refine anything below the supreme-grade.

Originally, Lu Daokun had said that as long as it was a sixth-grade pill, it didn’t matter if the quality was poor.

However, Han Muye’s “I, Han Muye, don’t refine pills below supreme-grade” stopped all his subsequent bargaining.

After the flying ship flew for two days and two nights, Han Muye bade farewell to Lin Shen and left quietly.

Lu Daokun stood at the bow and watched Han Muye leave.

“Young Sect Master, the Sect Master said that as long as this person doesn’t die in the future, I’m afraid he will become another Tu Sunshi.”

An old man beside Lu Daokun took a step forward and whispered, “Young Sect Master, what do you think of this person?”

Tu Sunshi suppressed the Western Frontier for a thousand years.

Even Spiritual Dao Sect’s Myriad Transformations Sage also admitted that Tu Sunshi’s sword Dao was extremely powerful and was the number one in the Western Frontier.

After a moment of silence, Lu Daokun chuckled and said, “Is there a need to ask?

“Immortal Han’s swordsmanship is unparalleled and his alchemy is top-notch. The entire Western Frontier is waiting for him to grow, right?”

On the Cloud Nest Ridge, Han Muye’s sword technique, the way of the sword, was witnessed by millions of people.

He didn’t know much about alchemy, but in the small circle, everyone knew how this person refined immortal-grade pills.

Just as Lu Daokun had said, the sword cultivators of the Western Frontier were all waiting for Han Muye to become the next Tu Sunshi.

He was the person most likely to surpass Tu Sunshi in the past thousand years.

Squinting slightly, Lu Daokun whispered, “Let’s go and hide our tracks.

“Whether it’s me or Immortal Han, there are many people in the Western Frontier who want us to die immediately.”

His words made the old man behind him nod. With a wave of his hand, the three flying ships retracted their spiritual light and quietly flew away.

The Western Frontier was not united. The nine major sects were all scheming against each other.

There were also those forces planted in the Southern Wasteland.

Who knew how many people hoped that the Yuntai Dao Sect would fail and that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Han Muye would die.

At least, the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect had such thoughts. There were also many people who wanted to push the blame to the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect after doing it.

If Han Muye was given a hundred years to grow, the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect and the other sects would probably not have a good life in a hundred years.

….

The old place in the Blazing Demon Valley.

After Tuoba Cheng destroyed the Blazing Demon Valley, demons and demonic beasts were scattered everywhere.

If they were too far away from the Nine Mystic Mountain, the losses would outweigh the gains.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect issued a demon-slaying mission.

This area had always been the place where a large number of cultivators accepted missions.

Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe, carried a sword case on his back, and Lin Shen, who was wearing a gray martial arts suit and carrying a sword on his back, were at the old place of the Blazing Demon Valley.

In front of them, there were two collapsed mountains. Among them, sword marks spanned dozens of miles and shattered a huge mountain.

This was the place where Tuoba Cheng and Hu Taisheng fought.

It was also the place where Lin Shen’s brother, Lin Chongxiao, died.

Standing on the limestone, Lin Shen’s expression was solemn.

Even after more than 10 years, there were still wisps of sword Qi emitting here.

It could be seen how magnificent the battle was.

“Do you see these two mountains? They were split open by Elder Tuoba Cheng, an Earth Realm mighty figure of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.”

A voice sounded nearby.

Han Muye turned around and saw a white-haired old man leading and explaining to seven or eight young disciples.

The 17 or 18-year-old youths looked at the mountains in front of them with shock.

To these low-level cultivators who were only at the second or third level of the Essence Cultivation Realm, it was really difficult to imagine what kind of mighty figure could cut open this mountain range with a single sword.

“Fellow Daoists, are you also here to observe the ruins of this Sword Dao?” The old man turned to look at Han Muye and Lin Shen, his eyes flashing with a bright light as he smiled.

Han Muye nodded. Lin Shen said loudly, “My young master came from afar to see the sword marks here.”

Before leaving the mountain, Han Muye and Lin Shen had already discussed hiding their identities.

There were too many people who wanted Han Muye’s life now.

“Hehe, if you want to see the sword marks, it’s better to go 10 miles forward. You can only feel it on the stone platform over there.”

The old man smiled and pointed ahead.

Then he looked at the young people behind him and said, “Your cultivation levels are not enough. If you go over there, your hearts and lungs will be injured by the sword Qi.”

Han Muye and Lin Shen cupped their hands in thanks and flew forward.

Seeing that the two of them did not use any profound movement technique, a young man behind the old man whispered, “Third Grandpa, can these two people withstand the sword Qi?”

One could not tell their cultivation level and their movement technique was ordinary.

That young master who was not much older than them carried a sword case on his back and did not have any sword Qi on him. He was definitely a profligate.

“You don’t understand.” The old man shook his head and watched Han Muye and Lin Shen leave with a solemn expression.

“At this moment, the sword Qi on my body was suppressed.”

The old man heaved a sigh of relief and lowered his voice. “At least one of these two is at the Earth Realm.”

Earth Realm!

The seven or eight young men stared.

These two people look to be in their twenties or thirties. They are already at the Earth Realm?

“There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the cultivation world. Isn’t that Nine Mystic Immortal Han not much older than you?” The old man shook his head and looked around. Then he said, “Let’s go. I’ll take you to see the Ten Thousand Bone Pit of the Blazing Demon Valley.

“If it weren’t for the fact that we killed too many people, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect wouldn’t have wanted to destroy the Blazing Demon Valley.

“The demon race eats humans.”

The old man whispered as he walked.

“Third Grandpa, I heard that the Western Frontier wants to make peace with the Southern Wasteland. In the future, the demonic spirits of the Southern Wasteland will coexist with the cultivators of the Western Frontier.

“Will they eat us, then?”

A young girl with twin braids asked quietly.

The old man shook his head.

He didn’t know either.

He was only a member of a small family clan that had just reached Foundation Establishment. How would he know the situation in the Western Frontier and the Southern Wasteland?

“I wonder what that Senior Li Mu is thinking. Why did he negotiate peace with the Southern Wasteland? Didn’t he defend the Western Frontier’s Cloud Nest Ridge?”

“That’s right. If we negotiate peace like this, wouldn’t all the people in Cloud Nest Ridge have died in vain last time?”

“The battle at Cloud Nest Ridge. I want to see Brother Huang Six’s glory the most.”

“I think Immortal Han is better.”

“Do you think we should go to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect or the Shangyang Demon Sect to acknowledge a master?”

….

Young people, of course, had a lot of fantasies.

The old man did not speak and led the young people behind him through a few hills.

In front of him was a pit filled with scattered bones.

White bones were everywhere, covering a radius of 10,000 feet.

It looked like thousands of human bones.

Standing outside the Pit, it was creepy.

At this moment, there were still a few people standing in front of the huge pit.

When those people saw the old man and the others, they did not speak and turned to leave.

The old man frowned as the men left.

“The Falling Flower Mark. I think I’ve seen it somewhere before…” He tried to remember, but couldn’t.

The young people behind him looked at the bones in front of them and gritted their teeth.

Seeing such a scene, any human would be furious.

“No wonder Senior Tuoba Cheng wanted to destroy the Blazing Demon Valley. These demons are really hateful!”

“Yes, these demons—”

“Let’s go!” Just as these young people were feeling troubled, the old man’s expression changed. He whispered, “The Falling Flower Mark. I remember.

“It’s a mark of dirty work.

“These people are here to kill.”