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Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 152: Yang Shao's Choice, Great Victory at Fengshou Mountain (Page 3/3)

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“A great victory was won at Fengshou Mountain. The inner sect disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, He Xuanqi, joined forces to kill the demon race’s Earth Realm Great Demon and snatched a sword.”

The news spread throughout the Nine Mystic Mountain.

This time, it was not the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect, but Fengshou Mountain’s gain.

Outside the Sword Pavilion, Lu Gao and the others who were on duty also smiled.

The battle at Fengshou Mountain was difficult. The credit for killing the demons was rare among the big sects in the entire Western Frontier, not to mention weak junior disciples defeating the strong.

Other than competition among the top experts, the disputes between the various sects also depended on the foundation and the cultivation of the younger generation.

Back then, when Lin Chongxiao, who was known as the Three Stones Green Tiger, died, the entire Three Stones House suffered a blow.

Tuoba Cheng had killed the most promising elder of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect, Qin Ci, in the Fierce Demon Valley, greatly damaging the foundation of the Great Spiritual Sword Sect.

Now that the Core Formation cultivators of the Western Frontier were not taking action, the display of strength between the juniors was even more related to the sect’s luck.

In front of the Sword Pavilion, a group of red-robed Sword Sect disciples strode over with wooden boxes in their hands.

Han Muye, Huang Six, and the others stood on the stone steps, waiting solemnly.

“On the orders of Elder Sun Mu, the guardian of Fengshou Mountain, I’m here to send the sword that Senior Brother He Xuanqi and Wang Hui obtained to the Sword Pavilion.”

The disciple carrying the sword shouted and strode to the stone steps.

Han Muye reached out to open the sword case and saw a four-foot-long sword.

Reaching out to hold the hilt, Han Muye’s back was filled with a faint green aura.

This sword was so heavy that he had to use his body tempering strength to lift it.

“Today, I received a Demon Race sword from Fengshou Mountain’s guardian. It has been verified to be authentic and is stored in the Sword Pavilion.”

After checking the sword, Han Muye held it with both hands and turned around to send it to the Sword Pavilion.

As he held the hilt of the sword, a thread of sword energy poured into it.

The sword weighed 180 catties and was made of Southern Wasteland Meteoric Iron.

There were not many other spiritual materials mixed in the sword. Meteoric iron was an extremely good spiritual material, and it contained many types of power.

The refinement method of the sword was different from that of the Western Frontier. It was a unique method of the demon race.

“Hum—”

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The sword qi was infused, and with a soft sound, a scene of the sword qi forging appeared in Han Muye’s mind.

He could see scenes of blood refinement and sacrifice.

These techniques could enhance the spirituality in the sword.

As for the minged resentment, the demons of the Southern Wasteland did not care.

The owner of this sword was an Earth Realm demon of the Green Wolf Race.

With this sword, this great demon named Lang Tu had killed many other races in the Southern Wasteland.

On Fengshou Mountain, there were many battles. This sword was also stained with the blood of many Western Frontier cultivators.

Looking at these images, Han Muye understood that the Western Frontier and the Southern Wasteland had different stances. The conflicts were irreconcilable.

However, there had never been any major conflicts of interest between the two sides. Why did the Southern Wasteland come to attack the Western Frontier this time? he wondered.

Sword Qi filled his body, and his sword vibrated. Han Muye’s expression suddenly changed.

Southern Wasteland.

From the sword, he saw the Southern Wasteland.

It was vast and boundless.

Demon beasts were everywhere, and there were countless experts who could transform into human form.

“Everyone, the Southern Wasteland is in trouble. We have no choice but to fight this time.”

An old voice spoke.

In trouble?

What trouble is there in the Southern Wasteland?

Back then, the Mu Family’s Patriarch had received news from Fairy Peony that something had happened in the Southern Wasteland.

What was wrong with the Southern Wasteland?

Holding his sword, Han Muye slowly walked up to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

The moment he stepped onto the third floor of the Sword Pavilion, his sword that was originally placed there vibrated with a loud sound.

The sword in Han Muye’s hand exploded!

A long black claw condensed.

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