Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

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In the end, it was only a mortal weapon.
There was a limit to how much sword Qi it could infuse.

Han Muye was in no hurry.
He sheathed his sword, then started cleaning the other one.

In one day, he scattered a sword intent and poured it into 2,000 swords.

These swords had the sword Qi that he had infused into them and had an inexplicable connection with him.
Even if someone came to receive the swords, they would subconsciously not choose these swords.

After dispersing one sword intent, Han Muye felt his body become lighter.

It seemed that his lifespan was not a problem for the time being.

However, if he wanted to completely resolve the problem of his lifespan, the most important thing was to increase his cultivation so that his body could withstand the power of the sword intent.

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In three days, Han Muye dispersed three sword intents and the scattered sword Qi entered thousands of swords, leaving only eight sword intents in his body.

These sword intents were enough for him to execute the Ancestral Return of 10,000 Swords Technique eight times, but it would not consume too much of his lifespan for the time being.

The sword Qi that scattered into the sword could not only nourish the sword and make it sharper, but also slowly increase the number of sword Qi it contained.

Han Muye gave it a try.
Ordinary swords required seven or eight days to gather sword Qi, and it would take at least half a month to nurture a sword Qi.

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However, after injecting dozens of sword Qi into it, sword Qi would be produced in a day, and a perfected sword Qi could be obtained in two days.

In this way, he would not have to worry about not having sword Qi in the future.

In the afternoon, Huang Six went down the mountain to get some wine.
In the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye, who had finished wiping his sword, sat at the long table with his eyes closed.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked out of the Sword Pavilion.

A group of black-robed disciples of the Sword Sect slowly walked over.

These disciples were all holding long swords in their hands.

“The Sword Pavilion is an sacred place.
You are not allowed to enter unless you are sending away or receiving a sword.” Han Muye stood up and walked to the door of the Sword Pavilion.

In front of the stone steps, the leading disciple bowed, held the sword with both hands, and said in a low voice, “On the orders of the elders, we are here to send the swords of 13 fellow disciples back to the Sword Pavilion.”

13 disciples had died at the same time?

Han Muye was slightly taken aback.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was one of the nine sects of the Western Frontier.
It was ranked third among the Four Swords Sect.
13 disciples had died at once.
Could something big have happened?

Han Muye didn’t ask any questions.

As the Sword Pavilion’s Sword Caretaker, his duty was to guard the Sword Pavilion, not to care about why the disciples of the sect had died.

Nodding, he raised his hand and took the swords from the disciple in front of him.
Then, he reached out and pulled out the blade, sizing it up gently.

“This sword belongs to the inner sect disciple, Wu Teng,” the disciple said in a deep voice.

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“Clang—”

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Han Muye said indifferently, “I’ve received an inner sect disciple’s sword today.
If there’s no mistake, I’ll store it back at the Sword Pavilion.”

Then he turned into the Sword Pavilion and sent the sword to the wooden shelves.

Stepping forward, his hand tightened on the hilt of his sword.

Images flashed through his mind.

The longsword was being forged.

A young disciple in a white robe received the sword.

His sword danced, sword flashing.

Han Muye comprehended the One Mystic Sword Technique, Smoky Fire.

He had comprehended the Two Mystic Sword Technique, Lighted Smoke.

The sword light reappeared, and Han Muye trembled.

All the sword techniques were fire-type ones.

He knew the identity of the sword’s owner.

The disciple of Patriarch Tao Ran who betrayed the Sword Sect!

The patriarch had betrayed the sect, and the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect who cultivated fire-type techniques were all ostracized, making thier lives very difficult.

The sect missions that they completed were the most difficult and dangerous ones in the sect.
But their rewards were the least.

Without Patriarch Tao Ran, many of the fire-type technique were difficult to pass on, and the lineage withered.

This time, their mission was to hunt down the villain from the Great Spiritual Sword Sect, Qin Yuanhe.
The group of fire-type disciples searched everywhere and finally obtained news.

However, they did not find Qin Yuanhe, but encountered a fellow disciple.

“Ji Yuan!” Han Muye narrowed his eyes when he saw the figure who had suddenly attacked.