Chapter 1842: 30 Years of Study at the Nine Mystic Peak, Han Muye Conquered the World (2)<div>


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    Moreover, his skills in refining weapons, umted step by step, eventually burst forth, propelling him to great heights.


    Of course, the person on the Nine Mystic Peak could not be ignored by anyone.<div>


    He hadn’t left the library for 10 years. What insights would he have upon emerging?


    No one doubted Han Muye.


    He was valued by the sect leader of the Liantian Sect, who personally bestowed various resources upon him.


    Moreover, someone who could stay in the library for 10 years could not be an ordinary person.


    After another 10 years, a disciple named Qu Zhengjia from the Duantian Sect emerged, surpassing his peers with extraordinary talent and perseverance.


    As for the Liantian Sect, many of its members became known for their increasingly sophisticated weapon refining techniques.


    However, no one’s name was more renowned than Han Muyue’s.


    Even if this person was studying on the Nine Mystic Peak and had not taken a step out of the library.


    In the sects of the world, countless people were curious about this weapon refinement disciple who was studying on the Nine Mystic Peak.


    He had not appeared for 20 years and only studied the books in the library, but his reputation could surpass that of his peers.


    What kind of genius was this person?<div>


    In order to investigate Han Muye’s background, more than a hundred corpses had appeared under the Nine Mystic Peak in 20 years.


    These people were fiends, demons, Daoists, sword cultivators, and artifact cultivators.


    In order to protect the Nine Mystic Peak, specially stationed 12 aplished cultivators to guard it, forming a great formation.


    “Has this Duan Tianfeng gone mad?”


    “I don’t believe that there is really a junior in the world who is talented enough to be protected by the Liantian Sect. I believe that Duan Tianfeng has some scheme.”


    “The Liantian Array, is this the attitude of protecting a junior disciple? It’s not an exaggeration to say that he’s a Grand Elder, right?”


    Countless spections were circting.


    However, be it on the Nine Mystic Peak or in the Liantian Sect, it was calm.


    Everyone waited.


    He was waiting for the Liantian Sect disciple who was cultivating on the Nine Mystic Peak toe out of seclusion.


    Let’s see if he can soar into the sky or be the joke of the world.<div>


    Year 30.


    Xu Ao, a disciple of the Divine Source Dao who had been burning the fire for 30 years, finally achieved the Great Dao.


    He challenged sect disciples with his fire control skills, winning a hundred matches from the outer sect to the inner sect, and was epted as a disciple by a sect elder.


    Just like Xu Ao, Qu Zhengjia of the Liantian Sect was already the number one junior in his sect. His talent in refining weapons was bing more and more obvious.


    ording to the advertisement of the Divine Source Dao, Qu Zhengjia could be said to be the most talented person in the sect in 100,000 years.


    Unknowingly, more and more geniuses appeared. There was a strange sound in the Liantian Sect.


    Among the junior disciples of the Liantian Sect in the past 30 years, no one couldpare to the Divine Source Dao and the Liantian Sect. The only person who could surpass these people was Han Muye, who had been studying on the Nine Mystic Peak for 30 years. When would hee out of seclusion?


    “Could it be that Han Muye is just a gimmick?”


    “It’s possible. Duan Tianfeng has always been scheming.”


    “Hmph, if he has the ability, he can still hide for a hundred years.”


    The discussions from all sides finally arrived in front of Duan Tianfeng.<div>


    Duan Tianfeng’s gaze fell on the jade slip in front of him and he smiled faintly. “It seems that everyone can’t wait any longer.”


    With that, he looked up at the mountains in the distance.


    “Let Han Muyee out of seclusion.”


    Three dayster, Han Muye, who was reading in the library, slowly closed the book in his hand.


    A faint stream of light dissipated from his eyes.


    “Refining a thousand weapons to form a Great Dao.”


    “Liantian, Liantian.


    “It was no wonder it could be the source of this world.”


    He stood up and raised his hand to hold the ck and ugly scabbard on his back.


    At this moment, spiritual light shed on the scabbard, and there was a hint of spirituality.


    Spirituality.


    This scabbard was originally forged from a pile of spiritual materials and blended with each other.


    Apart from being ugly, there was nothing special about it.


    However, at this moment, there was a hint of spirituality on the scabbard.


    Stroking the scabbard with his palm, Han Muye smiled and slowly walked out of the library.


    “Senior Brother Han hase out of seclusion!”


    Seeing Han Muye walk out, someone outside the library eximed.


    The news of Han Muyeing out of seclusion spread throughout the entire Liantian Sect in half a day.


    Countless disciples of the Heaven Refining Sect rushed over, but the news they received was that Han Muye had already left the Nine Mystic Peak with his scabbard on his back.


    Gone?


    He left as soon as he came out of seclusion?


    Was he afraid?


    In the main hall of the refined Heaven Sect, Han Muye’s figure was reflected in a hundred-foot-tall light screen.


    In the hall, at least a hundred refined Heaven Sect experts were staring at Han Muye in the light screen.


    “He went to the Crane Feather Sword Sect.”


    “Does he feel that his Dao of weapon refinement doesn’t work and wants to cultivate the Sword Dao?”


    “Sect Master, are you really not going to stop him?”


    “Sect Master, if he cultivates the sword, he will make a fool of our Heaven Refining Sect.”


    There was amotion in the hall.


    Many people’s eyes revealed anger.


    Han Muye actually didn’t know how to appreciate the refined Heaven Sect’s nurturing.


    At the head of the table, Duan Tianfeng’s eyes shone with a profound light.


    He shook his head and said calmly, “Let’s wait and see.”


    ‘Look.’


    Han Muye carried the ugly ck scabbard and walked quickly.


    A figure appeared in front of him.


    The sword light shed and shed down at his head.


    “The Crane Feather Sword Sect is not allowed to trespass!”


    The voice was like a thunderp in Han Muye’s ears.


    Han Muye looked up at the falling sword light.


    He raised his hand and threw out the scabbard on his back.


    The scabbard flew out like a ck coal and smashed towards the sword light.


    “ng”


    The scabbard swallowed the sword.


    The expression of the person who attacked changed as he looked at the longsword in his hand.


    No, he was looking at the ck scabbard in his hand.


    How ugly.


    “Hmph!” With a low humph, the person who drew the sword shook his hand.


    Then, his expression changed.


    That was because he did not manage to shake off the ck scabbard.


    How was that possible?


    He reached out, grabbed the scabbard, and pulled.


    “Buzz!”


    The scabbard vibrated, but the sword was not pulled out.


    What’s going on?


    It wasn’t just him. Even the refinement experts in front of the light screen of the Heaven Liantian Sect revealed confused expressions.


    Duan Tianfeng, who was sitting at the head of the table, looked at the scabbard and chuckled. “Interesting.”


    The person holding the long sword gritted his teeth and injected spiritual qi into the sword. Then, he shed forward.


    Since he could not pull out the scabbard, he would smash it!


    “Boom”


    The scabbard hit the limestone in front of him, shattering it.


    The 100-foot-long limestone turned into dust.


    This scene made the sword wielder’s face sh with confusion.


    “Why is this ugly scabbard so hard?”


    Someone in the main hall of the Liantian Sect whispered.


    “Hehe, it’s not hard. It’s just that this scabbard has clearly fused with this sword.”


    “He shed with a sword, not a scabbard.”


    All the power in the sword wasbined with the scabbard, so it could naturally shatter the limestone with one strike.


    Moreover, this scabbard had the effect of increasing strength.


    Such an increase could be said to be outstanding.


    If a sword had such an enhancement, itsbat power could triple.


    The person who wielded the sword sensed the change in the sword in his hand. Looking at the ugly longsword, he was momentarily at a loss.


    “Buzz!”


    At this moment, the ck scabbard vibrated.


    Then the scabbard flew back into Han Muye’s hand.


    The long sword now emitted a vibrant green sword aura, shimmering with brilliance.


    “This sword”


    He looked dazed.


    “This sword is three times stronger than before!”


    “This is… sharpening the sword?”


    In the main hall of the Liantian Sect, the weapon refiners widened their eyes.


    Sharpening a sword with a scabbard.


    “Interesting,” Duan Tianfeng whispered.


    The sword-wielder looked at Han Muyue, his expression awkward.N?v(el)B\\jnn


    “Fellow Daoist, our Crane Feather Sword Sect…”


    His sword’s power had increased several folds due to some unknown technique from the other party.


    This benefit seemed toe for free.


    Awkward.


    “Fellow Daoist, will your Crane Feather Sword Sect not wee me?” Han Muye held the scabbard in his hand and asked softly.


    Wee?


    Wee!


    Which sword sect wouldn’t wee someone who could enhance their swords’ power?


    “Fellow Daoist, please wait, I will inform the sect immediately—” The sword-wielder began, then froze and turned around slowly.


    Behind him, countless sword lights turned into golden cranes and flew over.


    “Hurry, invite the master to our Crane Feather Sword Sect!”


    “The sect leader is personallying to meet the master, quickly form a weing line.”


    “Wee, wee, warmly wee…”


    Three dayster, Han Muye left the Crane Feather Sword Sect.


    The ck scabbard on his back now carried ayer of profound sword light.


    All the sword cultivators of the Crane Feather Sword Sect lined up at the mountain gate to see him off.


    “Master Han, do visit again…”