Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

“Haha,” Yu Tianming laughed. “Fellow Daoist Han is wise.”

He stared at Han Muye, his expression unchanged. “But if there’s really a way to divide the medicinal power and spiritual qi, this spiritual light won’t be easy to eat.”

“I’m afraid that only the major powers of the Ancient Cloud Galaxy possess such a spiritual fruit.”

The Jinming Daoist Sect, which occupied an entire world, could be considered a major power. However, it was still far from the major sects that controlled countless stars.

Jinke Star relied on the Chaotic Divine Palace to develop. In front of large sects, it was just like the Infinite Unity Sword Sect.

His foundation could not compare.

“A large faction?” Han Muye smiled, his eyes flickering.

“It’s just a pure spiritual fruit. Why do you need a big force?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a green spiritual light flashed in his palm.

He directly activated the power of the max level of Wood Lineage Affinity, causing the spiritual fruit in his palm to flicker with a halo. Then, tender sprouts grew in the fruit core.

The sprout grew quickly, and in a moment, it was already more than a foot tall.

Opposite him, Yu Tianming looked at the foot-tall sprout in Han Muye’s hand with a smile.

This method was miraculous, but it was not enough for a great cultivator.

“Buzz!”

The spiritual light in Han Muye’s palm had already spread, and the tender shoot grew again, becoming three feet tall. Its branches and leaves were extended, and it was a huge green area.

When it reached three feet of leaves, Han Muye did not let it grow again. Instead, he wrapped it in spiritual energy. As the green leaves fluttered, flowers bloomed all over the tree.

Only now did Yu Tianming become a bit more serious, his gaze fixed on the flowering tree.

The other Divine Senses that were paying attention to this place also quietly gathered.

Han Muye smiled faintly, and a trace of green spiritual light poured into the flowering tree in his palm.

The power of the grass whip.

“Crash—”

The flowers on the tree moved without wind. Their colors changed. Red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue, and purple. They were colorful and dazzling.

The petals had just bloomed when they withered.

No one cared about these petals.

Everyone looked at the seven-colored spiritual fruits on the flowering tree.

Spiritual fruits grew visibly until they were the size of pigeon eggs and their spiritual qi converged.

There was no need to investigate.

The seven-colored fruit corresponded to the power of each line.

All of them were extremely pure.

Yu Tianming’s eyes flickered as he looked at the spiritual fruit tree in Han Muye’s hand.

“Good move.

“Entering the herb garden with this method will definitely yield great rewards.”

Yu Tianming muttered and looked up at Han Muye.

“Buzz!”

A phantom appeared in the hall.

It was an old man in linen clothes. His beard and hair were disheveled, and his two faces were fixed on the spiritual fruit tree in front of Han Muye. He muttered and reached out to pick the spiritual fruit.

Han Muye raised his hand and pointed. A light screen blocked his hand.

The old man was stunned and looked up at Han Muye.

Han Muye’s expression was calm as he said softly, “Isn’t it a little inappropriate to take it without asking?”

Anger flashed across the old man’s face. Before he could speak, Han Muye’s voice sounded again.

“Or could it be that you can eat this fruit as long as you’re at the Jinming Dao Sect?”

With Han Muye’s words, spiritual light exploded from the old man’s body. His palm emitted a green spiritual light and pressed forward.

“Bo—”

The light screen Han Muye had set up shattered, and the old man’s palm reached for the fruit tree filled with spiritual fruits.

He was really going to eat it!

In Han Muye’s eyes, sword light suddenly appeared!