Chapter 215: To Green Wheat Mountain

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

When the Great Snow Mountain’s Sword King suppressed the Snow Demon Clan, he single-handedly killed 30,000 snow demons.

He shattered a 10,000-foot mountain range in one strike.

No one expected such an expert from the Western Frontier.

With a long laugh, Buddhist light surrounded the monk’s body as he stepped into the void.

It wasn’t until Han Muye and the others had all left that the silence by the dry magma lake instantly turned into noise.

Who is this person? they wondered.

The expressions of the Earth Realm cultivators from the Summoning Mountain Dao Sect changed.

This sword was not inferior to Tuoba Cheng’s sword in the Blazing Demon Valley.

Another sword expert appeared in the Nine Mystic Sword Sect!

And such an expert seemed to be Immortal Han’s guard?

He Huangyi looked back into the distance.

Is this the real difference? he wondered.

The gap between the Summoning Mountain Dao Sect and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. The gap between him and the number one junior in the Western Frontier…

His gaze landed on the Golden Lotus that was swaying, and determination flashed in his eyes.

These three Golden Lotus Seeds were the capital for him to make up for the gap and soar into the sky!

“Boom—”

He Huangyi swept the whip in his hand and blew up the demonic beast in front of him. Then he turned around and charged straight at the Golden Lotus.

The blow stunned everyone.

Then there was a sword light and a roar.

Three Golden Lotus Seeds. Each would increase apt.i.tude by one grade.

Who wouldn’t want to s.n.a.t.c.h such a treasure?

Once he s.n.a.t.c.hed it, blood would naturally flow like a river.

Actually, whether it was three or ten, blood was destined to flow by the magma lake.

Hearing the faint sounds of fighting, Han Muye shook his head.

He was just lucky to have left this level early.

However, he did not dare to say that he had already transcended.

Every cultivator struggled to become a more powerful chess piece.

After landing on a mountain, Lin Shen, Tang Yunhao, and the others strode over.

Han Muye raised his hand and took out two golden lotus seeds.

“Consume this Cloud Golden Lotus directly. It can increase your cultivation apt.i.tude by one grade.”

Increase one’s cultivation apt.i.tude!

Jia Muhe looked at the golden lotus seed and felt his heart clench.

There was actually such a treasure in the world!

Tang Yunhao didn’t hesitate to take it and put it into his mouth.

As an itinerant cultivator, he knew that transforming treasures into his own strength was the true treasure.

The monk did not take the golden lotus seed.

Han Muye’s gaze landed on him and he said calmly, “Do you think it’s too little?”

Hearing his words, the monk laughed. “Who would complain about having too many such treasures?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast sword Qi rose from Lin Shen’s body.

The monk waved his hand and said, “If it’s in the hands of an outsider, I do want to try.

“In your hands, Immortal Han, forget it.

“I can’t win.”

After seeing Lin Shen’s sword and knowing Han Muye’s reputation, the monk had no intention of s.n.a.t.c.hing it.

He smiled at Han Muye. “Benefactor Han, can you help me refine this Cloud Golden Lotus into a pill?

“I can smell the alchemy aura on you. It’s very strong. I haven’t smelled anyone stronger than you in the Western Frontier.”

This guy could smell spiritual rocks and alchemy, Han Muye thought.

Dog nose.

Refine it into a pill?

When spiritual herbs were refined into pills, they could indeed maximize the medicinal effect.

Han Muye thought back for a bit and shook his head. “The Western Frontier might not have the pill formula for the Cloud Golden Lotus.”

He had seen most of those precious pill formulas in the Little Alchemy Pavilion of the Mu family in the Western Frontier. He had never refined pills with the Cloud Golden Lotus.

If such a treasure was used to refine pills, his heart would ache if it was wrecked.

“I have more.”

The monk took out a jade slip and handed it to Han Muye.

The pill formula for refining the Cloud Golden Lotus?

Han Muye reached out to take the jade slip and probed it with his divine sense.

Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill.

This was not the first time Han Muye had seen the method of refining pills.

There were a few types of pills that were difficult to refine. They were formed by combining water and fire pill refinement techniques and exchanging two refinement techniques.

It was like combining the civil with the military aspects.

However, this kind of Nine Revolutions Technique had extremely harsh requirements for an alchemist.

After nine transformations, the Pill Fire did not extinguish, and the Pill Qi was purified again and again.

In Han Muye’s opinion, there were probably not many people in the entire Western Frontier who had such alchemy methods.

Even he himself was not absolutely confident that he could do it.

Not to mention anything else, just the Nine Revolutions Pill Refinement Technique was extremely precious.

With nine transformations, a supreme-grade pill could be refined easily.

Even an immortal-grade would have a chance.

There were many spiritual herbs needed for the Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill, and many of them had a medicinal effect of more than a thousand years.

Such spiritual herbs were also difficult to find.

If you want to step up your spiritual foundation to an immortal spiritual foundation, you have to consume such a pill? The information in the jade slip made Han Muye frown.

He now had more than 20 Cloud Golden Lotus seeds.

He had originally planned to swallow a few at a time and increase his cultivation apt.i.tude to above first-grade immediately.

According to the jade slip, it turned out that the Cloud Golden Lotus could not increase one’s apt.i.tude to the best.

“Consuming the Cloud Golden Lotus Seed directly is only effective for those below the third-grade. Those above the third-grade need to refine pills to increase their medicinal strength.”

The monk shook his head and said, “Otherwise, I would have simply consumed this lotus seed.”

His words attracted the gazes of Lin Shen and the others.

Does this guy mean that his cultivation apt.i.tude is above third-grade and it’s useless to directly swallow the lotus seeds? they thought.

Among the major sects in the Western Frontier, it’s rare for one to have a third-grade apt.i.tude, right?

Jia Muhe looked at the monk blankly.

He only had an eighth-grade cultivation apt.i.tude, which was already top-notch in the family.

Third-grade.

“Hum—”

Tang Yunhao’s body shook, and his eyes opened. A golden light flashed.

“This Golden Lotus Seed can really increase one’s cultivation apt.i.tude. Impressive.”

Surprise flashed across his face.

He did not care if he had to refine it into a pill before consuming it. After all, he was not a third-grade talent.

“Alright, I’ll refine pills.” Han Muye nodded and put away the jade slip and the Golden Lotus Seeds. Then he said, “Within three years, you can go to the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion to find me.”

Clasping his hands, the monk smiled and nodded.

They did not mention anything about spiritual herbs. This jade slip was much more valuable than spiritual herbs.

Han Muye whispered to Tang Yunhao again and agreed to meet again in the future. He turned around and prepared to leave with Lin Shen. He said to the monk, “Fellow Daoist Lin, I’ve seen your sword technique in the Northern Region.”

His words made Han Muye and Lin Shen turn their heads.

The monk looked at the mountains in the distance that had been cut open by Lin Shen’s sword, and his eyes flickered with spiritual light. “The number one swordsman in the Northern Region, the master of the Great Snow Mountain, the Great Snow Mountain Sword King. His sword has the power to collapse 10,000 snow peaks.

“His sword skills came from the same school as you.”

He turned to look at Han Muye and Lin Shen. “The Sword King of the Great Snow Mountain sits on the peak of the snow mountain and suppresses the Snow Demon Clan with the snow mountain. He can destroy three 10,000-foot-tall snow peaks with one sword.

“He should be the Deng Chungang you mentioned.”

Deng Chungang is the number one swordsman in the Northern Region? Han Muye thought.

He narrowed his eyes.

Lin Shen trembled and said in a low voice, “Using the snow mountain to hone his sword technique?

“The Great Snow Mountain suppressed countless snow demons, and the Great Snow Mountain Sword King suppressed them with a sword. I can’t imagine how powerful his sword is.”

Han Muye chuckled and patted Lin Shen’s shoulder before flying away.

Lin Shen cupped his fists at the monk and followed.

The monk smiled and turned to wave at Tang Yunhao and Jia Muhe before striding away.

Jia Muhe stood where he was, his face blank.

Immortal Han.

Senior Brother Han is Immortal Han.

The Sword Pavilion of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

So I’ve been traveling with such an expert these days.

“Kid, how about coming with me to be an a.s.sa.s.sin?” Tang Yunhao suddenly said.

Be a killer?

Jia Muhe looked up hesitantly and trembled when he saw Tang Yunhao’s solemn expression.

If I don’t agree, will I be killed?

Seeing his expression, Tang Yunhao laughed. “Kid, you’re not qualified to take the Golden Lotus Seed. However, being able to travel with Senior Brother Han can be considered an opportunity.”

“Follow me from now on. I need you to help me deliver some news to the Nine Mystic Mountain.”

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Jia Muhe’s shoulder. He said softly, “Could it be that you still want to meet your small family and be a small cultivator who will never have the chance to build a foundation in his life?”

Flames rose in Jia Muhe’s eyes.

“You’re as ambitious as me. Let’s go.” Tang Yunhao smiled and patted Jia Muhe’s shoulder before turning to leave.

Without a word, Jia Muhe followed.

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Han Muye and Lin Shen did not return to the Nine Mystic Mountain immediately.

If he didn’t have the monk’s pill formula, he would go back immediately. Now he was prepared to gather the spiritual herbs to refine this Nine Revolutions Cloud Lotus Pill.

The two of them transformed into master and servant and found several marketplaces. In total, they only obtained three stalks of 1,000-year-old spiritual herbs.

Through the Bai family’s shop in the market, he contacted Bai Suzhen and obtained news of five spiritual herbs.

Han Muye somewhat understood why those great cultivators would spend so many years for a pill.

The more precious the pill, the more difficult it was to collect spiritual herbs.

At this moment, news of what happened in the Blazing Demon Valley arrived.

Dozens of cultivators fought to the death over three Cloud Golden Lotus Seeds.

In the end, He Huangyi of the Summoning Mountain Dao Sect s.n.a.t.c.hed one, and a Rat Demon who had ambushed him s.n.a.t.c.hed another.

There was another one missing.

A group of Earth Realm cultivators from the Summoning Mountain Dao Sect protected He Huangyi. They were intercepted several times on their way back to the sect.

There were also rumors that Immortal Han, Han Muye of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, had also gone there and obtained many Golden Lotus Seeds.

Immortal Han’s guards slashed open the mountains, leaving behind a sword mark that was comparable to Tuoba Cheng’s sword back then.

These rumors were received with belief and disbelief.

Belief was based on the fact that the sword indeed existed. Sword Qi lingered, and the mountains and rivers had shattered.

The powerful sword intent contained in the sword mark made the hair of those who approached stand on end.

Unless one was a powerful sword cultivator, it was impossible to slash out with this sword.

There was disbelief that Han Muye could s.n.a.t.c.h so many Golden Lotus Seeds.

How many peerless experts could be created with so many Cloud Golden Lotus Seeds?

People thought that such things must be rumors.

It must be an enemy of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect who was spreading rumors.

Han Muye, who was searching for spiritual herbs in the market, shook his head and smiled when he heard this.

After searching a few more markets and finding nothing, Han Muye led Lin Shen to the Green Wheat Mountain.

Back at the Green Wheat Mountain, he had made a deal with the demons that he could look for spiritual herbs there in the future.

“Senior Brother Han, someone is following us.”

Lin Shen, who was driving the flying ship, sent a voice transmission from the bow.

Han Muye, who was sitting cross-legged in the cabin, opened his eyes.

“Don’t worry about it.”

He muttered, and between his palms, three sword pills spat out spiritual light.