Chapter 362 - Winning Not Spiritual Rocks, but the Hearts of the People (2)

Han Muye nodded and said calmly, “Master Mo’s sword has already reached the realm of 10,000 swords becoming one, right?”

Hearing his words, Gu Yuanlong was stunned.

“After the 10,000 swords become one, it’s time for one sword to become 10,000 swords.

“When I go to the Eastern Sea, I’ll show you what 10,000 swords look like.”

Han Muye whispered and looked at the waves that had gathered again because Gu Yuanlong had retreated.

Gu Yuanlong gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his arms trembling slightly.

Earlier, when Han Muye said that 10,000 swords would become one, his heart trembled uncontrollably.

It was as if a mortal sword was suppressed by the sword qi of a spiritual weapon.

How strong is Immortal Han’s sword cultivation? he wondered.

“The water demons are here. Aren’t you leaving?”

“What is the Nine Mystic Sword Sect doing?”

“It’s not what the Nine Mystic Sword Sect wants to do. It’s what Immortal Han wants!”

On the surrounding river bank, everyone looked at the approaching waves in front of them and stared at Han Muye.

This Sword Dao Immortal of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect was still not leaving. Could it be that he had the ability to resist the waves with his sword?

“Use this reef as a base to stop the water demons for two hours.”

At this moment, Han Muye’s voice sounded.

Stop the water demons for two hours?

When this sentence was said, everyone in the sky and on the river were stunned.

There were countless water demons, and there was a Flight Restriction Formation. How could they stop them?

An extremely powerful sword cultivator could only stop the enemy from returning for a hundred breaths.

It was probably impossible for the Nine Mystic Sword Sect to have another of such experts, right?

If there were more, wouldn’t it be heaven-defying?

“Clang—”

Two sword cries turned into one. On the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s dragon boat, the new direct disciple, He Xuanqi, flew up. The two swords in his hands pierced through the waves and collided with a thousand-foot-long fish.

The two sword lights were not strong and only created sparks on the scales around the big fish.

The strength of this big fish was definitely comparable to a Golden Core cultivator.

He Xuanqi held two swords as one.

“I’ll do it.”

Qi Thirteen, who also had two swords, flew up, and the sword light in his hand flashed.

Figures rushed out and blocked the waves.

“Senior Brother Han, Yang Mingxuan will fight.”

Yang Mingxuan, who was wearing the robe of the Bright Mountain Sword Sect’s direct disciple, moved and blocked the big fish in front. The sword in his hand slashed down.

“Cang—” A sword light turned into a crescent moon and flashed across the waves.

Moonlight Sword Sect’s sword technique, Moonlight Sword Sect’s Wanyue.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect was really going to resist the demonic waves!

What was terrifying was that with just a word from Immortal Han of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, there were so many powerful elite disciples willing to make a move.

The Nine Mystic Sword Sect had many experts and many allies. Moreover, Immortal Han’s call was met with a hundred responses.

Such might really have the chance of fighting for first place in the Western Frontier!

On the clouds in the sky, many people secretly cast their gazes at the Spiritual Dao Sect’s Daoist Wan Hua, who was standing in front.

Not only did the Nine Mystic Sword Sect openly want to fight for the first place in the Western Frontier, but they also stole the limelight in the Luoyan Gorge. Most importantly, at this moment, Han Muye wanted to stop the water demons.

All of this was challenging the rules set by the Spiritual Dao Sect.

“Hehe, this child is Han Muye from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion, right?”

“Stopping the enemy and killing the demons is not breaking the rules.”

“I’m just curious. Can the Nine Mystic Sword Sect really withstand these water demons for two hours?”

Daoist Wan Hua’s expression remained unchanged. With a smile, he turned to look at Li Mubai.

“Fellow Daoist Li, this water demon is so strong. If one sect can really hold on for two hours, then let’s forget about the competition between the nine sects. We’ll just give it up.”

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Hearing his words, Li Mubai’s expression remained unchanged as he nodded lightly.

They won’t be able to hold on for two hours, he thought.

The slogan of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect might have a nice ring but they can’t resist for two hours.

It’s just a bluff to intimidate the other sects and gain the gratitude of the rescued sects.

It seems that this Sword Dao Immortal’s method of reading people’s hearts has become even more refined after his cultivation has been exhausted.

On the river bank, someone chuckled and waited for the Nine Mystic Sword Sect to retreat.

Forget about two hours. 15 minutes? 10 minutes? Or—

In fewer than 20 breaths, He Xuanqi, who was the first to strike, flew back to the reef.

His face was slightly pale as he held his sword with both hands. The sword intent and spiritual light on his body intertwined and surged.

The thousand-foot-long fish was too strong. 20 breaths were already the limit.

If he persisted, he would be risking his life.

“Take it.”

At this moment, a spiritual light flashed in Han Muye’s hand.

He Xuanqi retracted his sword and caught it. His face was filled with surprise.

“This is an Immortal Grade Pill?”

He let out a low cry and opened his palm. Inside was a dark golden translucent pill.

Spiritual patterns intertwined on the pill as spiritual light flashed.

“Immortal-grade Suyang Pill, take it immediately. It’s enough for you to last for 200 breaths.”

Han Muye’s expression was calm. “Even if you bear the weight of 100,000 tons, you can still fight the battle.”

Immortal Grade Pill!

It could enable a person to bear the weight of 100,000 tons and fight with a sword!

In the sky, the Mu family’s patriarch raised his eyebrows when he saw the medicinal pill and shouted, “This kid is really extravagant. Such a peak seventh-grade medicinal pill is also an immortal-grade one. One pill costs a million spiritual rocks.

“If you encounter something you urgently need, you can sell it for 1.5 million spiritual rocks.”

1.5 million spiritual rocks.

1,500,000 spiritual rocks in exchange for 200 breaths of time!

“This pill can use a vast amount of spiritual energy to expand the meridians in the dantian. Even if the Immortal Grade Pill explodes with medicinal strength, it can still retain the power to expand the dantian and meridians.

“It’s good stuff.”

The Mu family’s patriarch shook his head and sighed. “However, I’m afraid there aren’t many such good things…”

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Not much.