1275 Returning to the Mortal World (2)
“Kid, I’ll go to the mortal world with you.”
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Immortal Lord Zi Yu and the others were originally hesitant about Han Muye leaving the Immortal Burial City.
However, when they saw the spirit sword behind Han Muye, their expressions changed.
“You want to temper yourself in the mortal world and then…” Immortal Lord Zi Yu looked at Han Muye.
Han Muye nodded.
This reason was very real.
To subdue such a spirit sword, one needed to truly experience the mortal world with it.
In the opinion of the Immortal Lords, Han Muye wanted to leave the Immortal Burial City to obtain the recognition of Spirit Sword Golden Immortal.
This could explain it clearly.
Even Immortal Lords like them were willing to spend thousands of years for this spirit sword.
Han Muye returned from the teleportation array between the Immortal Burial City and the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect. Before he left, Zhao Chen went forward and forcefully gave him a storage bag, saying that it was a gift for his eldest nephew.
Han Muye took a look. It was very generous. Just the various treasures in the bag were worth 10,000 divine crystals.
Although Zhao Chen was in charge of the Immortal Burial City’s business, Han Muye was the major shareholder, and he did not have many divine crystals on hand.
To be able to take out 10,000 as a gift was already cutting off his flesh.
Of course, 10,000 divine crystals was something that countless Heaven Immortal elites did not dare to think about.
100 divine crystals was enough to make those elites risk their lives.
Han Muye had quietly returned to the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect, and almost no one knew of his return.
However, he wanted to meet the Sect Master of the Sword Sect. This was instructed by Immortal Monarch Zi Yu.
Although he had been to the headquarters of the Mystic Spirit Sword Sect, he had never been to the hall where the sect master was.
He only found out the location of Guangyuan Hall after secretly asking a few sword cultivators from his sect.
In front of the vast hall was a square with a radius of 10,000 feet.
In front of the green stone pillars in the square, there were many sword cultivators sitting around.
These stone pillars were one of the inherited methods of the Sword Sect.
There were sword marks on the stone pillar. These sword marks were left behind by Senior sword cultivators. The junior sword cultivators comprehended the sword marks in front of the stone pillar and comprehended the Sword Dao contained in them.
Han Muye didn’t stop in front of the stone pillar and walked straight into the hall.
Just as the Sword Sect disciple on duty in front of the hall was about to step forward to stop him, his entire body suddenly trembled. His eyes widened as he bowed and made way.
Han Muye walked into the hall and saw an old man in a green robe standing in front with his hands behind his back.
“Han Muye greets the Sect Master.” Han Muye cupped his hands.
“Yunlan Sword Immortal Invincible Han, Han Muye.” The old man slowly turned around and looked at Han Muye. He chuckled and said, “Junior Brother, long time no see.”
“Boom—”
It was as if a bolt of lightning had lit up in the hall, and the void in the entire hall changed.
In front of a pavilion, an old man in a white robe and a jade crown sat cross-legged in front of a small table with a stack of golden pages in front of him.
“When I preach the Dao, there’s no discrimination.”
“My disciple is already about to become a Zenith Heaven Immortal Lord. Weaklings…”
A voice came from the image, and then a figure of Baxia appeared.
This was the scene from 500 years ago when the Venerable Heavenly Master preached the Dao.
Han Muye participated in that lecture as Baxia.
The sect master of the Sword Sect was also present during the lecture.
“The sword you used to split the mat was filled with killing intent and immortal light. Therefore, everyone thought that you were a living being from the Immortal Realm and that you came from the Desolate Wilderness.”
The Sect Master of the Sword Sect looked at Han Muye with a sigh.
“It was no wonder Master chose you as his successor. Your fortuitous encounters are unimaginable.
“I’m Zhang Guangyuan. You can call me Senior Brother Guangyuan.”
Han Muye did not expect the Sect Master of the Sword Sect to admit that he was his Senior Brother.
Back then, he had hesitated when he found out that the Sect Master of the Sword Sect was listening to the Dao under an Immortal Venerable.
He was afraid that if his identity was exposed, he would be hunted down.
Back then, he could not withstand the interception of an Immortal Lord.
“Do you think I should snatch your opportunity?” Seeing the confusion on Han Muye’s face, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, Zhang Guangyuan, chuckled.
“When you step into the Immortal Lord Realm, you will understand that entering the Immortal Venerable Realm isn’t just about opportunities.”
At this point, he waved his hand and looked at Han Muye. “You want to go to the mortal world?”
Han Muye nodded.
There was nothing to hide.
He now had the qualifications to dominate this world.
Even if others knew that he came from the mortal world, they would not do anything to him.
Hiding his identity was just to avoid attracting too much trouble.
“Don’t worry too much about the inheritance of the Immortal Venerable. We don’t have to bear too much responsibility for our cultivation.” Zhang Guangyuan smiled and waved his hand. The surrounding void dissipated and returned to the original appearance of the hall.
“Senior Brother is right.” Han Muye cupped his hands.
“It’s fine to go to the mortal world, but don’t forget the Elite Meeting,” Zhang Guangyuan nodded and whispered, “That’s related to the quota for the Golden Summit.”
The Golden Summit was a contest where top-ranking participants would have the chance to enter the divine realm.
The sects and immortal realms behind them could also gain opportunities.
It was said that this opportunity was related to the secret of becoming a Transcendent Immortal Venerable.
This was what Immortal Lord Zi Yu had told Han Muye when he left the Immortal Burial City.
Immortal Monarch Zi Yu also instructed him not to miss the elite meeting.
Of course, Han Muye would not refuse this matter. He also wanted to witness the so-called competition of the worlds.
“The God Slaying Hall is where the true elites of the Fuyu Immortal World gather to enter the divine realm.”
“With your identity as the God Slaying Hall, you will know more secrets of the Immortal Realm in the future.”
Zhang Guangyuan spoke softly.
In the end, Han Muye’s own cultivation level and status were not enough, and in this Fuyu Immortal Realm, he only had a place for himself but had not yet entered the true upper echelons.
