Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion chapter-1841-30-years-of-study-at-the-nine-mystic-peak-han-muye-conquered-the-world

Chapter 1841: 30 Years of Study at the Nine Mystic Peak, Han Muye Conquered the World.

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How strong was the artifact refining technique of the Liantian Sect?

The refining technique of the Liantian Sect was one of the origins of artifact refining in the world.

Looking at Han Muye in front of him, Duan Tianfeng laughed heartily.

The Liantian Sect might not have had the strongest combat power or the most abundant resources.

But the refining technique of the Liantian Sect was beyond question by outsiders!

He was confident that the refinement technique of the Liantian Sect would take this kid a lifetime to learn.

“Alright, stay in my Liantian Sect. All weapon refinement techniques are open to you.

“I’ll let you see how powerful the refinement techniques of the Liantian Sect are.”

Duan Tianfeng’s voice carried absolute confidence.

All refining techniques were activated!

What kind of treatment was this?

The outer disciples of the sect could only practice the lowest level of refining techniques in the Liantian Sect.

Even these refining techniques were enough for these beginner disciples to practice for a thousand years.

As for those qualified to become inner disciples or even elite disciples, who among them hadn’t practiced for over a thousand years and gained a thorough understanding of refining techniques?

These disciples also needed to pass through various trials, gain repeated recognition, and complete various sect tasks to qualify for higher-level refining techniques.

But today, the sect master had promised a new disciple access to all the refining techniques of the Liantian Sect.

What kind of genius was worthy of such treatment?

Below, the observing disciples were already bewildered.

Around, the cultivators of the Liantian Sect widened their eyes.

“Han Muye greets the Sect Master.”

Looking at the Sect Master of the Liantian Sect, Duan Tianfeng, Han Muye bowed.

Han Muye.

This name spread throughout the entire Liantian Sect in a day.

It was not just the Liantian Sect. The other sects also quickly found out that a true genius disciple had appeared in the Liantian Sect.

“Master Han is really strong…” In the outer sect of the Duantian Sect, where the new disciples lived, Qu Zhengjia, dressed in outer disciple robes, whispered softly.

He had thought his talent would quickly make him an elite, a core member, in the Duantian Sect.

But upon arriving at the Duantian Sect, he realized there were too many geniuses here.

Those born with strange fires accompanying them, those naturally close to various spiritual materials, those with exceptionally strong artifact refiners in their families…

His talent for refining, which he had always been proud of, was not exactly insignificant here, but it was not particularly outstanding either.

However, Master Han, who had come to participate in the trials with them, had become the most special existence in the Liantian Sect.

This treatment indicated that Master Han possessed a talent for refining that was hard to find in the world.

This talent surpassed all his peers.

In front of the Scorching Heaven Furnace of the Divine Source Dao, Xu Ao, who was fanning himself with a green iron fan, had a complex expression.

The people around him were all talking about Han Muye, who had been the most talented person in the Liantian Sect for millions of years.

They were all labor disciples of the Divine Source Dao.

This was an existence one level lower than the outer sect disciples. It relied on serving the Divine Source Dao to stay here to cultivate.

They didn’t have good enough treatment and could only earn their opportunity to cultivate through their own efforts.

This was completely incomparable to the treatment of elites of sects like Han Muye.

“Master Han.” Lowering his head, Xu Ao’s eyes flickered. “I will definitely become an elite of the Divine Source Dao.

“One day, we’ll meet again.”

Han Muye’s treatment in the Liantian Sect could be described as extremely favorable.

A mountain with heavenly spiritual fire was given to him alone for his practice.

On the mountain, there were two libraries and a gathering fire furnace.

Not only that, but the mountain also had 300 fire-tending disciples and 300 artifact-gathering disciples.

These people were all servants, specifically serving Han Muye alone.

Han Muye controlled their salaries, their resource distribution, and even their futures.

This inclination of resources made the eyes of the entire Liantian Sect focus on this place that Han Muye had named the Nine Mystic Peak.

Nine Mystic Peak, Nine Mystic Mountain.

This was the place where Han Muye’s dreams began.

Entering the library, the nine-story tower was filled with endless books.

These books were all artifact refining classics.

Refining techniques, refining secrets, refining notes, refining guidelines…

These were the accumulated efforts of countless predecessors of the Liantian Sect and the true treasures of the Liantian Sect.

Each of these books was infinitely more precious than the various spiritual materials piled up in the storeroom.

Reaching out, Han Muye picked up a yellowed book, his eyes falling on it.

“I, Du Zhenghua, have practiced the art of refining for three million, eight hundred and fifteen thousand years, and leave this refining insight for the benefit of future disciples of the Liantian Sect.

“My refining emphasizes the union of artifact and spirit. Once, in the Great Spirit Mountain, I refined a Heavenly Shadow Sword with a fire that burned for 3,000 years. When the sword was released, the world for 10,000 miles turned into a shadow.”

Impressive.

Han Muye put the comprehension book back in its place.

He had no intention of spending 3,000 years refining a sword.

And he understood from a casual glance that this refining method was actually a technique used for nurturing Universe-level weapons in the galaxy.

Using vast lands and rivers to nurture an unparalleled divine weapon.

Flipping through book after book, Han Muye was already immersed in them.

He stood in the middle of the nine-story library, carrying the ugly black sword sheath on his back, not taking a single step out.

10 years.

In 10 years, many disciples of the Liantian Sect emerged, showcasing their talents.

Some refined with the power of their bloodline, comprehending the blood refining method, and were directly accepted as disciples by elders.

Others practiced the refining forging method, comprehending fine refining techniques, and their skills surpassed their peers.