Chapter 309 - You Can Pick Any of These People
When Han Muye reached the mountain gate, sword light flashed outside.
Two figures crossed paths.
“Clang—”
A long sword flew in front of Han Muye’s feet.
The sword of a disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the sword flew back to the defeated inner sect disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
“Elder Han…”
The disciple’s face turned red and he bowed to Han Muye.
“You’re not proficient in the Cloud Lake Sword Technique yet. That folding cloud was slow by 30%. When you attacked, your sword move didn’t follow up with the previous drifting cloud.”
Han Muye spoke calmly.
Hearing Han Muye’s words, the disciple bowed excitedly. “Thank you for your guidance, Elder.”
He did not expect Han Muye to give him pointers on sword techniques.
Even if it was just one or two moves, he could still increase his combat strength if he practiced them well.
Wasn’t this how one’s sword cultivation improved?
Who didn’t cultivate step by step?
Han Muye waved his hand and looked ahead.
On the limestone square in front of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, eight cultivators in green and white robes stood.
They were all carrying swords and were clearly sword cultivators.
Moreover, from the style of their clothes, they were from the same sect.
Tang Mountain Sword Sect.
Han Muye recognized these clothes.
Opposite him, Yang Shao, who was wearing a white robe, muttered excitedly when he saw Han Muye. Then he led the green-clothed girl beside him and strode forward.
“Yang Shao, how can you have the face to return after betraying our Three Lake Pavilion—”
In front of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, someone shouted and flew forward, unsheathing his sword.
A disciple of the Three Lake Pavilion.
Beside that person stood Su Chengyun and a group of Three Lake Pavilion disciples. All of them had gloomy expressions.
When the sword arrived, Yang Shao’s expression did not change. He did not even look at it and only raised his hand.
“Clang—”
Sword light flashed.
The continuous sword light swept up the person who attacked and threw him dozens of feet away.
Good sword technique!
This strike made everyone’s eyes light up.
They all practiced the sword. They could tell at a glance which sword was good and which was not.
Yang Shao’s sword light was continuous, and he had already obtained the gentle Dao intent of the Water Lineage Sword Technique.
This sword could fight an Earth Realm expert!
The disciple of the Sword Sect who was thrown out by Yang Shao got up with a blank expression.
Back at the Sword Sect, although Yang Shao’s sword technique was better than his, it was only slightly better.
In the past year or so, he had participated in a few battles. Be it his cultivation or combat strength, they had improved greatly.
On the other hand, Yang Shao had betrayed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and become an itinerant cultivator. He was even hunted down by a bounty. It was good enough that he could survive. How many chances could he have to increase his cultivation and combat strength?
He had attacked just now because he wanted to take down Yang Shao.
Taking down Yang Shao, who had betrayed the sect, was more or less a merit. It could even save the face of his Three Lake Pavilion.
But in the end, he did not even receive a single strike.
What kind of fortuitous encounter had Yang Shao had in the past year?
Yang Shao walked 100 feet in front of Han Muye.
He couldn’t go any further.
Lin Shen took a step forward and stood in the middle.
Yang Shao stood there and bowed to Han Muye. “Senior Brother Han, Yang Shao is here to greet you.”
As he spoke, he looked at the green-robed girl beside him. “Xu Ying, this is Senior Brother Han.”
Hearing Yang Shao’s words, the girl looked up at Han Muye, then lifted her dress and knelt on the limestone.
“Xu Ying kneels to thank Senior Brother.”
This kneel was to help Han Muye deliver news to Xu Haosheng.
This kneel was to help Han Muye leave behind his inheritance bloodline for the Xu family.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect looked confused.
What’s wrong?
Yang Shao bowed and shouted, “Back then, when Elder Xu Haosheng of the Three Lake Pavilion died, Senior Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion received his master’s sword and received a message from his remnant soul.
“Master has a bloodline inheritance.
“Yang Shao was entrusted by Senior Brother Han to complete his master’s last order and bring Junior Sister Xu Ying out of the Western Frontier to protect the Xu family’s bloodline.”
His voice was loud and clear, and the kneeling girl’s tears fell like rain.
The Xu family was destroyed by the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
However, she was saved by a disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. Moreover, the Xu family’s patriarch was from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
There was gratitude and hatred. At this moment, all emotions surged into his heart.
As Yang Shao spoke, the expressions of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect disciples at the mountain gate changed. They looked at Han Muye and then at Yang Shao.
Yang Shao, who had betrayed the sect, was actually a loyal person who carried out his Master’s orders?
As a sword cultivator, upholding the Sword Dao was the most important.
At this moment, when they heard Yang Shao say that in order to save the descendants of their Master’s bloodline, he did not hesitate to destroy his bright future and betray the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, everyone had complicated expressions.
There was admiration and regret.
On the water lineage’s side, many people’s expressions changed. Some people wanted to say something but hesitated.
Involuntarily, everyone looked at Han Muye.
Whether this matter was true or not, Han Muye needed to ask.
In front of everyone, Han Muye said, “Yang Shao, your choice is not bad.”
Hearing his words, Yang Shao nodded excitedly.
After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked at the girl in green kneeling on the stone floor. “Elder Xu Haosheng hopes that you can live well. As for the rest, don’t worry.”
The girl looked up at Han Muye and slowly got up.
There were still tears on her face, but her eyes were filled with hatred.
“Patriarch and Senior Brother Yang protected me. I’ll remember this favor.”
She turned to look at the mountain gate of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and gritted her teeth. “I have to avenge the destruction of my Xu family.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged swordsman in the robe of the Tang Mountain Sword Sect took a step forward.
“Boom—”
As he took this step, the soaring sword intent turned into a sword light. The thousand-foot-long sword light was tainted with clouds and stirred the wind and clouds.
The protective array on the Nine Mystic Mountain was instantly activated, and a golden light screen appeared.
Two figures crossed paths.
“Clang—”
A long sword flew in front of Han Muye’s feet.
The sword of a disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
Han Muye raised his hand and waved, and the sword flew back to the defeated inner sect disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
“Elder Han…”
The disciple’s face turned red and he bowed to Han Muye.
“You’re not proficient in the Cloud Lake Sword Technique yet. That folding cloud was slow by 30%. When you attacked, your sword move didn’t follow up with the previous drifting cloud.”
Han Muye spoke calmly.
Hearing Han Muye’s words, the disciple bowed excitedly. “Thank you for your guidance, Elder.”
He did not expect Han Muye to give him pointers on sword techniques.
Even if it was just one or two moves, he could still increase his combat strength if he practiced them well.
Wasn’t this how one’s sword cultivation improved?
Who didn’t cultivate step by step?
Han Muye waved his hand and looked ahead.
On the limestone square in front of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, eight cultivators in green and white robes stood.
They were all carrying swords and were clearly sword cultivators.
Moreover, from the style of their clothes, they were from the same sect.
Tang Mountain Sword Sect.
Han Muye recognized these clothes.
Opposite him, Yang Shao, who was wearing a white robe, muttered excitedly when he saw Han Muye. Then he led the green-clothed girl beside him and strode forward.
“Yang Shao, how can you have the face to return after betraying our Three Lake Pavilion—”
In front of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, someone shouted and flew forward, unsheathing his sword.
A disciple of the Three Lake Pavilion.
Beside that person stood Su Chengyun and a group of Three Lake Pavilion disciples. All of them had gloomy expressions.
When the sword arrived, Yang Shao’s expression did not change. He did not even look at it and only raised his hand.
“Clang—”
Sword light flashed.
The continuous sword light swept up the person who attacked and threw him dozens of feet away.
Good sword technique!
This strike made everyone’s eyes light up.
They all practiced the sword. They could tell at a glance which sword was good and which was not.
Yang Shao’s sword light was continuous, and he had already obtained the gentle Dao intent of the Water Lineage Sword Technique.
This sword could fight an Earth Realm expert!
The disciple of the Sword Sect who was thrown out by Yang Shao got up with a blank expression.
Back at the Sword Sect, although Yang Shao’s sword technique was better than his, it was only slightly better.
In the past year or so, he had participated in a few battles. Be it his cultivation or combat strength, they had improved greatly.
On the other hand, Yang Shao had betrayed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and become an itinerant cultivator. He was even hunted down by a bounty. It was good enough that he could survive. How many chances could he have to increase his cultivation and combat strength?
He had attacked just now because he wanted to take down Yang Shao.
Taking down Yang Shao, who had betrayed the sect, was more or less a merit. It could even save the face of his Three Lake Pavilion.
But in the end, he did not even receive a single strike.
What kind of fortuitous encounter had Yang Shao had in the past year?
Yang Shao walked 100 feet in front of Han Muye.
He couldn’t go any further.
Lin Shen took a step forward and stood in the middle.
Yang Shao stood there and bowed to Han Muye. “Senior Brother Han, Yang Shao is here to greet you.”
As he spoke, he looked at the green-robed girl beside him. “Xu Ying, this is Senior Brother Han.”
Hearing Yang Shao’s words, the girl looked up at Han Muye, then lifted her dress and knelt on the limestone.
“Xu Ying kneels to thank Senior Brother.”
This kneel was to help Han Muye deliver news to Xu Haosheng.
This kneel was to help Han Muye leave behind his inheritance bloodline for the Xu family.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect looked confused.
What’s wrong?
Yang Shao bowed and shouted, “Back then, when Elder Xu Haosheng of the Three Lake Pavilion died, Senior Brother Han of the Sword Pavilion received his master’s sword and received a message from his remnant soul.
“Master has a bloodline inheritance.
“Yang Shao was entrusted by Senior Brother Han to complete his master’s last order and bring Junior Sister Xu Ying out of the Western Frontier to protect the Xu family’s bloodline.”
His voice was loud and clear, and the kneeling girl’s tears fell like rain.
The Xu family was destroyed by the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
However, she was saved by a disciple of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect. Moreover, the Xu family’s patriarch was from the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
There was gratitude and hatred. At this moment, all emotions surged into his heart.
As Yang Shao spoke, the expressions of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect disciples at the mountain gate changed. They looked at Han Muye and then at Yang Shao.
Yang Shao, who had betrayed the sect, was actually a loyal person who carried out his Master’s orders?
As a sword cultivator, upholding the Sword Dao was the most important.
At this moment, when they heard Yang Shao say that in order to save the descendants of their Master’s bloodline, he did not hesitate to destroy his bright future and betray the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, everyone had complicated expressions.
There was admiration and regret.
On the water lineage’s side, many people’s expressions changed. Some people wanted to say something but hesitated.
Involuntarily, everyone looked at Han Muye.
Whether this matter was true or not, Han Muye needed to ask.
In front of everyone, Han Muye said, “Yang Shao, your choice is not bad.”
Hearing his words, Yang Shao nodded excitedly.
After Han Muye finished speaking, he looked at the girl in green kneeling on the stone floor. “Elder Xu Haosheng hopes that you can live well. As for the rest, don’t worry.”
The girl looked up at Han Muye and slowly got up.
There were still tears on her face, but her eyes were filled with hatred.
“Patriarch and Senior Brother Yang protected me. I’ll remember this favor.”
She turned to look at the mountain gate of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect and gritted her teeth. “I have to avenge the destruction of my Xu family.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged swordsman in the robe of the Tang Mountain Sword Sect took a step forward.
“Boom—”
As he took this step, the soaring sword intent turned into a sword light. The thousand-foot-long sword light was tainted with clouds and stirred the wind and clouds.
The protective array on the Nine Mystic Mountain was instantly activated, and a golden light screen appeared.
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