Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1212 - 1212 Two Thousand Elite Disciples of the Sword Sect Sharpened Their Swords to Greet Each Other (2)

1212 Two Thousand Elite Disciples of the Sword Sect Sharpened Their Swords to Greet Each Other (2)

Looking at the person in front, Han Muye smiled.

“Senior Brother Wang, you’re well.”

Wang Jintai, the disciple stationed in Qingyun Town whom Han Muye had encountered.

It was Wang Jintai who recommended Han Muye and caught the attention of his uncle Wang Minghe, providing him with the opportunity to become an elite member of the fourth halls and gain a chance in the Yunteng Wasteland.

Speaking of it, Wang Jintai could also be considered Han Muye’s benefactor.

But for Wang Jintai, Han Muye was also his opportunity.

It was Han Muye who caught the attention of the Zhenxuan Hall, giving him the chance to be summoned back to Yunlu City.

Over the years, Wang Jintai had lived well in Yunlu City, with several strong individuals from the Zhenxuan Hall watching over him.

“Haha, I heard from the previous message that you were returning from the Yunteng Wasteland, so a few elders asked me to come and pick you up.” Wang Jintai laughed heartily, walked forward, and saw a few guards behind Han Muye who had restrained their aura, making his smile even brighter.

“How is it in the Wasteland? In the past few years, the Bitter Immortal Realm has been in turmoil. It’s said that many elites from various sects have ventured into the Yunteng Wasteland.

“I heard that the Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han, single-handedly turned the Yunteng Wasteland upside down. Have you been to Yunlan City?”

Turning his head to look at Zhao Chen, Wang Jintai’s face was full of smiles. “Young Master Zhao, has my brother caused you any trouble in the Wasteland?”

Trouble?

Zhao Chen shook his head with a strange expression.

Nowadays, the world only knew about the Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han, in the Wasteland, but seemed to have forgotten Han Muye’s real name.

When it came to Yuze Province’s Yunlu City, even Wang Jintai didn’t know that Invincible Han was actually Han Muye.

After all, the Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han, was too famous, and Han Muye was just a disciple of the Sword Sect with some potential.

The Yunlan Sword Immortal could dominate the Immortal World, and was also highly regarded by the big shots of the Sword Sect.

Han Muye, on the other hand, was just a slightly troublesome elite disciple of the Zhenxuan Hall, possibly even just a member of two halls.

“Wang Jintai, Han Muye’s escape back then was related to the chaos in Sanhuo City.” The disciple of the Zhenhuang Hall over there shouted loudly, pointing at Han Muye.

“Today, now that he’s back, he should be detained first.”

Detained?

Zhao Chen turned around and coldly shouted, “Get lost!”

Behind him, Song Zhong’s immortal aura erupted, directly sending those Sword Sect disciples flying.

Seeing this scene, a hint of envy flashed across Wang Jintai’s face.

Jujin Trading Company had connections to Yunlan City in the wasteland, supposedly with the backing of the elders. From now on, Jujin Trading Company’s business under the Sword Sect’s rule would be taken care of.

Young Master Zhao had become a highly sought-after figure in the Sword Sect, to the extent that even the supervising elders wouldn’t dare offend him, let alone just punishing some junior disciples like today.

Looking at Han Muye, envy arose in his heart.

It seemed like he had associated with the right person.

Following Young Master Zhao, Han Muye would have plenty of opportunities in the future.

“Don’t mind them. Elder Chen Qiu and Elder Yu Ze are hosting a banquet. They invite both Young Master Zhao and Brother Han to attend.” Wang Jintai bowed to Zhao Chen and spoke loudly.

A banquet hosted by the Elders?

If it were before, Zhao Chen would have wanted to experience this feeling of returning home in glory.

But now that he had to follow Han Muye to the Burial Immortal City, how could he have the time to attend a banquet?

He needed to quickly prepare the supplies required to go to the Burial Immortal City.

“Forget it, I won’t go.” Zhao Chen waved his hand, glanced at Han Muye, smiled, and turned to leave.

Han Muye turned his head to look at the Demon Luo clan guards who followed closely behind him and said softly, “You guys go with Zhao Chen.”

Hearing his orders, those guards and the burly men transformed from demonic beasts followed Zhao Chen and left.

A hint of regret crossed Wang Jintai’s face.