Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

975 Returning to Medicine Valley, Ten Years of Cultivation (2)

Du Chengshan and others were instigating and exerting their dominance outside, all to prevent various forces from having the time to target the Five Sheep Pavilion.

Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned.

Who could have anticipated that beyond the Upper Three Heavens, there was another Heavenly Mystic faction and Prime Minister Han plotting against him?

“You want my Five Sheep Pavilion?

“Let’s see whether Prime Minister Han is qualified for such ambitions.”

Gong Qi snorted coldly and stepped back.
The spiritual radiance on his body merged with that of the surrounding cultivators, and the dim light array on him lit up.

Within a vast radius, a curtain of light formed a net, various treasures floated in mid-air, harmonizing with the light array and emanating boundless power, all crashing towards Han Muye.

Mu Wan raised her hand and the whip grass appeared in her palm.

Han Muye shook his head and raised the sword in his hand.

In the current Upper Three Heavens, no one could stop the sword in his hand.

The defensive formation of the Five Sheep was not bad, but unfortunately, it lacked a true strong presence.

A sage, who only practiced the commercial path and was not proficient in battle, dared to fight against him?

The sword thrust forward.

“Boom!”

The light array trembled and then exploded!

With a single sword strike, he broke the sealing formation of the Five Sheep Pavilion!

When Han Muye walked out of the unstable light array while holding the long sword, whether it was Gong Qi and the others in front or the surrounding elite guards, all had a stunned expression.

The protective formation of the Five Sheep Pavilion was capable of suppressing Dao ancestors and withstanding Heavenly Venerables!

“You have 10 breaths to consider.”

Han Muye raised his sword.

“The Five Sheep Pavilion has five resident locations.
I don’t mind using you as an example to warn the others.”

In less than 10 breaths.

In less than three breaths, Gong Qi already bowed.

He thought that the other party was like a sword cultivator.

Two hours later, Han Muye stood behind the hall of the Five Goat Pavilion, while Gong Qi and several other powerful individuals stood respectfully.

“Minister Han, , this is the symbol of defense for the Five Sheep Pavilion.

“Once you gain the approval of this Five Sheep Cauldron, you will be the master here.”

In front of Han Muye, a towering bronze pentagonal cauldron stood.

On this bronze cauldron were five sheep heads, each facing a different direction.

There were converging spiritual patterns on it.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes and let his divine sense envelop it.

“Buzz!”

The cauldron trembled, and a green celestial aura enveloped Han Muye’s body.

Before Han Muye, a lush green grassland appeared.

An old man with a staff in his hand and a hunched back looked up at him.

“Baxia?” The old man squinted his eyes and said softly, “It’s been a long time…”

“A sheep?” Han Muye nodded.
“I thought it was you.

“The path of gathering wealth, only a sheep can do it.”

Han Muye waved his hand, and a stone stool and stone table appeared in front of him.

On the stone table, there were fruits and a wine jug.

Sitting on the stone stool, Han Muye poured two cups of wine.

“It’s easy if it’s a sheep.
In the future, the Five Sheep Pavilion will follow me.”

He raised his wine cup and looked at the old man across from him.

 

The old man smiled as he sat on the stone stool but didn’t raise his cup.
“Baxia, back in the desolate wilderness, the relationships among us ancient divine beasts were not harmonious.
Even when the wilderness shattered, we scattered in different directions.
Why should I serve you?”

They were all divine beasts, and Baxia, as an ancient divine beast, was not overwhelmingly powerful back then.

In the desolate wilderness, there were many powerful divine beast races.

The old man looked at Han Muye, and Han Muye brought the cup of wine to his lips, taking a sip.

“I can wipe out everyone from the Five Sheep Pavilion.”

The old man’s face stiffened, he stared at Han Muye intently, and after a moment, he shook his head and sighed softly, “So that’s how it is.

“I thought you were the Baxia of the past, but it turns out that you only fused with Baxia’s power and didn’t inherit the nature of the Baxia clan.

“Very well, since you are still a divine beast, it’s a good thing to entrust the Five Sheep Pavilion to you.”

The old man raised his wine cup, brought it to his lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

“But there’s one thing I hope you will agree to.”

Staring at Han Muye, the old man emphasized each word, “One day, take me to the Desolate Wilderness.”

Desolate Wilderness!

Not the Desolate Wilderness!

That was a place Han Muye had only heard the name from ancient legends.

“Don’t worry, that’s the destination for divine beasts.
You will eventually go there,” the old man said softly, looking at Han Muye.

“Very well, if I go, I will definitely take you with me,” Han Muye nodded.

The old man laughed and raised his hand.
A green sheep horn appeared.”Very well, if I go, I will definitely take you with me,” Han Muye nodded.

Han Muye reached out and grasped the sheep horn, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

The lush green grassland slowly turned into nothingness, while the old man remained in his original position, a smile on his face.

When the green light curtain in the main hall disappeared, the large pentagonal cauldron in front of Han Muye had also vanished.

He opened his hand, holding a piece of jade-colored sheep horn.

“Gong Qi pays respects to the Lord.” Gong Qi’s face showed joy as he quickly bowed.

Others followed suit in paying their respects.

Han Muye didn’t linger here for long.

After taking away the valuable resources and treasures from this place, he left with Mu Wan.

This was just one of the five residences of the Five Sheep Pavilion, and there were four others that he needed to subdue.

However, he didn’t need to take action personally.
Gong Qi would pass on the news of him obtaining the Five Sheep Cauldron to the other four residences.

The people from the other four Five Sheep Pavilion residences would bring the remaining four Five Sheep Cauldrons to the Medicinal Valley.

It was only when they had left the residence of the Five Sheep Pavilion that Han Muye slowly took out the jade-colored goat horn and a wine jug on the flying ship.

His gaze fell on the wine jug, and his expression became solemn.

He had taken out this wine jug in that illusory realm, and now there was one less cup of wine in it.

At that time, he clearly poured two cups of wine, one for himself and one for the old man.

He had already finished his own cup, and he had watched the old man drink his.

But now, there was only one cup’s worth of wine missing from the jug.