1212 Two Thousand Elite Disciples of the Sword Sect Sharpened Their Swords to Greet Each Other (2)
Looking at the person in front, Han Muye smiled.
“Senior Brother Wang, you’re well.”
Wang Jintai, the disciple stationed in Qingyun Town whom Han Muye had encountered.
It was Wang Jintai who recommended Han Muye and caught the attention of his uncle Wang Minghe, providing him with the opportunity to become an elite member of the fourth halls and gain a chance in the Yunteng Wasteland.
Speaking of it, Wang Jintai could also be considered Han Muye’s benefactor.
But for Wang Jintai, Han Muye was also his opportunity.
It was Han Muye who caught the attention of the Zhenxuan Hall, giving him the chance to be summoned back to Yunlu City.
Over the years, Wang Jintai had lived well in Yunlu City, with several strong individuals from the Zhenxuan Hall watching over him.
“Haha, I heard from the previous message that you were returning from the Yunteng Wasteland, so a few elders asked me to come and pick you up.” Wang Jintai laughed heartily, walked forward, and saw a few guards behind Han Muye who had restrained their aura, making his smile even brighter.
“How is it in the Wasteland? In the past few years, the Bitter Immortal Realm has been in turmoil. It’s said that many elites from various sects have ventured into the Yunteng Wasteland.
“I heard that the Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han, single-handedly turned the Yunteng Wasteland upside down. Have you been to Yunlan City?”
Turning his head to look at Zhao Chen, Wang Jintai’s face was full of smiles. “Young Master Zhao, has my brother caused you any trouble in the Wasteland?”
Trouble?
Zhao Chen shook his head with a strange expression.
Nowadays, the world only knew about the Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han, in the Wasteland, but seemed to have forgotten Han Muye’s real name.
When it came to Yuze Province’s Yunlu City, even Wang Jintai didn’t know that Invincible Han was actually Han Muye.
After all, the Yunlan Sword Immortal, Invincible Han, was too famous, and Han Muye was just a disciple of the Sword Sect with some potential.
The Yunlan Sword Immortal could dominate the Immortal World, and was also highly regarded by the big shots of the Sword Sect.
Han Muye, on the other hand, was just a slightly troublesome elite disciple of the Zhenxuan Hall, possibly even just a member of two halls.
“Wang Jintai, Han Muye’s escape back then was related to the chaos in Sanhuo City.” The disciple of the Zhenhuang Hall over there shouted loudly, pointing at Han Muye.
“Today, now that he’s back, he should be detained first.”
Detained?
Zhao Chen turned around and coldly shouted, “Get lost!”
Behind him, Song Zhong’s immortal aura erupted, directly sending those Sword Sect disciples flying.
Seeing this scene, a hint of envy flashed across Wang Jintai’s face.
Jujin Trading Company had connections to Yunlan City in the wasteland, supposedly with the backing of the elders. From now on, Jujin Trading Company’s business under the Sword Sect’s rule would be taken care of.
Young Master Zhao had become a highly sought-after figure in the Sword Sect, to the extent that even the supervising elders wouldn’t dare offend him, let alone just punishing some junior disciples like today.
Looking at Han Muye, envy arose in his heart.
It seemed like he had associated with the right person.
Following Young Master Zhao, Han Muye would have plenty of opportunities in the future.
“Don’t mind them. Elder Chen Qiu and Elder Yu Ze are hosting a banquet. They invite both Young Master Zhao and Brother Han to attend.” Wang Jintai bowed to Zhao Chen and spoke loudly.
A banquet hosted by the Elders?
If it were before, Zhao Chen would have wanted to experience this feeling of returning home in glory.
But now that he had to follow Han Muye to the Burial Immortal City, how could he have the time to attend a banquet?
He needed to quickly prepare the supplies required to go to the Burial Immortal City.
“Forget it, I won’t go.” Zhao Chen waved his hand, glanced at Han Muye, smiled, and turned to leave.
Han Muye turned his head to look at the Demon Luo clan guards who followed closely behind him and said softly, “You guys go with Zhao Chen.”
Hearing his orders, those guards and the burly men transformed from demonic beasts followed Zhao Chen and left.
A hint of regret crossed Wang Jintai’s face.
He had been planning to establish some connections with the Jujin Trading Company.
Now it seemed that Han Muye probably didn’t hold much weight under Zhao Shaodong’s command.
That was indeed a pity.
“Let’s go.” Wang Jintai nodded to Han Muye and led him to fly towards Yunlu City.
In Yunlu City, there were five elder supervisors. Chen Qiu and Yu Ze were from the Zhenxuan Hall, while Wu Chaoshen and Xiong Ke were from the Zhenhuang Hall.
The other elder, Su Yunong, didn’t belong to either hall; he had always been a mediator.
Because of this, the Zhenxuan Hall and the Zhenhuang Hall were often in conflict, leading to constant entanglements in the affairs of Yunlu City, causing unrest throughout Yuzhe Province.
Combined with the current changes in the situation, conflicts were even more prevalent.
When Wang Jintai led Han Muye to the front of the main hall, he suddenly thought of something and turned to say, “Brother Han, how are Du Sanzhen and the others doing now?”
Du Sanzhen and the others had all left Qingyun Town and were somewhat familiar with Wang Jintai.
“They’re doing well,” Han Muye replied softly.
Indeed, they were doing well.
Du Sanzhen was already a Human Immortal who had entered the Sage Realm. He was not far behind Zhang Zhenbiao. Their cultivation had improved more than a hundredfold over these years.
As for the resources they had on hand, they were much richer than before.
In Yunlan City, they all had their own businesses and were still working in the military.
“That’s good.” Seeing Han Muye’s casual response, Wang Jintai didn’t press further.
The Yunteng Wasteland was much more dangerous than the Transient Wasteland. Du Sanzhen and the others’ cultivation levels were probably not too good there.
In front of the hall, Chen Qiu, Yu Ze, and Su Yunong, the three Guardian Elders, were waiting.
“Reporting to the elders, Han Muye has been brought here,” Wang Jintai quickly bowed.
Han Muye also cupped his hands.
At the very least, if it weren’t for Chen Qiu and Wang Minghe guarding the trial hall back then, he probably wouldn’t even have the chance to pass the 100th stage in the trial.
“This sword intent is condensed. Looks like I’ve had a good experience in the wasteland.” Chen Qiu sized up Han Muye with a smile.
Yu Ze and Su Yunong also smiled and nodded.
