1215 Two Thousand Elite Disciples of the Sword Sect Sharpened Their Swords to Greet Each Other (5)
“You can visit him in the city in the future.”
The gray-robed cultivator took the storage bag and probed it with his divine sense. His body trembled and his eyes widened.
Hearing Han Muye’s words, he looked up blankly, the corners of his mouth trembling, and nodded.
100,000 spiritual rocks!
These were spiritual rocks that he could never earn in his lifetime!
No matter what, it was worth it to be able to take out 100,000 spiritual rocks as a settlement fee.
“May I ask why that strike just now was different?” As Han Muye was leading the child away, the white-bearded old man asked anxiously.
“Your sword lacks the Dao.” Han Muye shook his head and disappeared with the child.
If he hadn’t realized that this old man’s swordsmanship hadn’t attained the Dao, he wouldn’t have taken Wang Minghe’s reincarnation away so soon.
“No Dao…” The old man trembled all over, looked at the sword in his hand, and was momentarily dazed.
“Yes, I was wrong. I knew it back then, but I never changed…”
“Senior Brother, I was wrong…”
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When Han Muye told Wang Jintai that the child in front of him was the reincarnation of Wang Minghe, Wang Jintai was stunned.
They had also searched, but they hadn’t found him.
If not for the Dao Forging Disc, Han Muye wouldn’t have been able to find it this time.
“Junior brother, if it’s really the reincarnation of Granduncle, we will protect him more, teach him carefully, and wait for him to awaken his memories from his previous life.” Wang Jintai spoke solemnly.
“Wang Senior Brother, this is something I left for the seniors. Let’s discuss other matters when I come back from the Burial Immortal City.” Han Muye handed over a storage bag to Wang Jintai and then left.
Burial Immortal City
Wang Jintai looked surprised at Han Muye’s departing figure.
He looked at the storage bag in his hand, entered it with his divine sense, and widened his eyes even more.
Magic treasures, spiritual treasures, spiritual rocks, pills…
The treasures in this storage bag were worth at least a hundred million spiritual rocks!
Even the Elder in charge wouldn’t be able to produce so many treasures!
Turning his head to look at Wang Zijian, who was standing nervously there, a hint of a smile appeared on Wang Jintai’s face.
“Wang Zijian? What a good name. Come, let me take you to meet the Elder of my Wang Family first and see how talented you are in your cultivation.”
A day later, Han Muye and Zhao Chen stood in front of the transmission array outside Yunlu City.
Behind them, apart from Chu Lao and Song Zhong who followed Zhao Chen, were Han Muye’s guards and a hundred powerful demons.
Not far away, Chen Qiu, Yu Ze, Wang Jintai, along with the elders of the Wang family, stood still. Wang Zijian stood to the side, looking somewhat uneasy.
On the other side, several elderly people from the Jujin Trading Company and a woman with tear streaks on her face wiped her tears.
“Ah, I told you not to tell my mother.” Zhao Chen scratched his head and glared at Old Chu.
“Mother, rest assured, I’m going to do business, not something else.” Zhao Chen waved to the woman over there.
Upon hearing this, the woman’s face became even more sorrowful. She was about to struggle over but was stopped by an elderly man in his fifties who bore some resemblance to Zhao Chen.
Seeing the old man holding back the woman, Zhao Chen angrily said, “Old Zhao, if you dare to bully my mother, I won’t let you off!”
He rolled up his sleeves and waved his arms.
A smile appeared on the old man’s face as he let go.
The woman at the side broke free and wanted to go forward again.
Zhao Chen hurriedly said, “Mother, I’m doing a big deal. Look, I have Brother Han to take care of me. I’ll be fine.”
Zhao Chen looked at Han Muye with a pleading expression.
Han Muye nodded, raised his hand, and saluted, “Auntie, please rest assured.”
As his voice fell, a soaring sword light burst forth from him, tearing through the heavens and earth!
This sword light was so magnificent that it changed the colors of the entire Yunlu City and stirred up immortal energy within a radius of 10,000 miles!
A peerless sword immortal!
Such a powerhouse was a dominant force even within the Sword Sect, a presence that ruled over a side of the immortal realm!
Walking alongside Zhao Chen was actually such a mighty expert in sword cultivation!
The dazzling sword light caused the entire Yunlu City to tremble.
The members of the Wang family, the Jujin Trading Company, and everyone else stared blankly at the sword light.
Several other sword lights flashed in the distant Yunlu City, but they were suppressed by this sword light, unable to even fly away.
Behind Han Muye, twenty guards in azure armor revealed their aura.
Each of them a Heaven Immortal!
Twenty Heaven Immortals!
The aura of these Heavenly Immortals caused the surrounding void to tremble.
What kind of power was this?
Even in the Sword Sect, only the inheritance of a hall could possess such grand might, right?
With 20 Heaven Immortals accompanying him, this was the ostentation of the Yunlan City Lord.
A smile appeared on Chen Qiu’s face. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly trembled and widened his eyes.
Right in front of him, behind Han Muye, demonic light soared into the sky from the hundred burly men.
Each of them a Heaven Immortal!
They were all Heaven Immortal demons!
Is he crazy?
In an instant, the power of heaven and earth surged, directly confining the surrounding area of a hundred thousand miles.
“Mother, are you relieved now?
“I’m really going to do big business.”
Zhao Chen cleared his throat, struggling a bit under the pressure of those Heavenly Immortals’ auras, and then shouted loudly before waving his hand and stepping into the teleportation array.
Han Muye’s sword light receded and also landed in the teleportation array.
Behind him, everyone followed closely. They restrained their auras and stepped into the teleportation array.
“This kid has really grown up…” Zhou Sheng, who had landed outside the teleportation array, muttered. He stepped into the array and activated the immortal light.
“This, this might…” Yu Ze and Chen Qiu revealed emotional expressions.
Yunlu City’s Lord, accompanied by over a hundred Heavenly Immortal powerhouses, was a truly formidable figure in the immortal realm.
“Haha, I, Zhao Yao, knew it. I gave birth to an amazing son. Look, he has the protection of such a mighty figure.” On the side of the Jujin Trading Company, the old man beside Zhao Chen’s mother laughed proudly.
In the distance, Elder Xiong Ke and Wu Chaoshen, who were flying over, had gloomy expressions. Su Yunong, who was following closely behind, had a look of regret.
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“Buzz!”
The immortal light of the teleportation array dissipated, and Han Muye stepped out of the array. There was already a row of sword cultivators in white robes waiting in front of him.
The person in front smiled.
“Senior Brother Han, how have you been?” Zhan Yong, an elite disciple of the Xuntian Hall, stood there, bowing respectfully to Han Muye.
“Senior Brother has found Uncle Zhu Ming’s inheritance and is a benefactor of our Zhu family. When you have time in the future, please visit our Zhu family.”
Behind him, everyone bowed in unison.
Han Muye smiled and nodded, looking at the crowd in front of him, then gazing at the distant towering buildings and city walls, and said with a smile, “It seems that the sect welcomes my return.”
Hearing his words, Zhan Yong raised his head, his expression solemn, “We welcome you. 2,320 elites of the sect are here to greet you.”
