Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Novel - Chapter 901

901 Sixth Brother, I’ll Leave Zhihu to You
Using his own treasures as bait.

They couldn’t be considered bait. They were just given away directly.

For example, the Yang Dragon Chalcedony was the treasure that the Sword Pavilion’s Bai Yuming urgently needed.

As for the Divine Seal Heavenly Spirit Fluid, it was a treasure that Yuling Dao Palace’s Sun Jiusheng needed.

For the sake of treasures, the geniuses of the Upper Three Heavens would enter the land of the Dao Competition.

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These things could quickly improve the cultivation and combat power of those elite powerhouses.

This was a trap set up by Han Muye. Even if these people knew that this was a trap, they would still fall for it.

Cultivation was about opportunities. If they did not fight for opportunities, they would only be a stepping stone for others for the rest of their lives.

This was what made it interesting.

Countless experts gathered in the Dao battlefield, including the elites of various large sects. Would they feel heartbroken when they saw those powerhouses being sacrificed?

And what about the various major sects? Would they be willing to sacrifice their own outstanding disciples?

Whether in the mundane world or in the cultivation world, it was still a world of human feelings and worldly entanglements.

Even those who cut off emotions and desires were actually influenced by interests and power balance.

If one could really be like Dark Shadow Divine Venerable, and just grab the treasure and not care about anything else, that would be ideal.

Thinking of Dark Shadow Divine Venerable, Han Muye smiled.

Dark Shadow Divine Venerable, who had been chased by faceless secret guards, was also here.

He had already sensed the location of Dark Shadow Divine Venerable.

This guy was now crazily snatching various treasures, attracting pursuit by elite experts from all sides.

However, the power emanating from the Divine Court Treasury seemed to have a suppressive effect on the faceless secret guards, which made the pursuit of Dark Shadow Divine Venerable somewhat relaxed.

Han Muye looked at the sluggish faceless secret guards with a hint of spirituality in his eyes.

There were really people who had designs on the Divine Emperor’s sword.

Moreover, it seemed that someone had quietly gained control of the power of this sword. On the other hand, Dark Shadow Divine Venerable had yet to notice it.

If things developed like this, the sword might backfire and directly kill him, and he wouldn’t know what was going on.

There was a flash of spiritual light in the void.

The treasures thrown out by Han Muye finally caught the attention of the powerhouses.

Many cultivators above the Divine Transformation Realm flew over.

Han Muye moved and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of a pile of rocks.

Zhao Zhenghe, who was leaning on the rocks and gasping for breath, stiffened and turned his head when he saw Han Muye.

At that moment, an indescribable emotion burst forth in his eyes.

Excited?

Angry?

Lost?

Surprised?

…

“It’s been a long time,” Han Muye spoke lightly.

“You, you…” Zhao Zhenghe’s expression changed. In the end, he smiled bitterly as he let out a low sigh. “I’ve suffered because of you…”

This sigh was filled with endless sadness.

Ever since he obtained the Divine Emperor’s sword, he had been pursued by faceless secret guards and intercepted by elite experts from all sides for 40 years.

40 years.

It had been 40 years.

If it weren’t for the pent-up anger in his heart, he, Dark Shadow Divine Venerable, would have thrown away the Divine Emperor’s sword long ago.

However, he was a Divine Venerable cultivator after all. He could not do such a thing.

Moreover, it was the Divine Emperor’s sword. He could not bear to give up such an opportunity.

“Senior, you have been in control of the Divine Emperor’s Sword for decades. Have you gained anything?” Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged as he glanced at Zhao Zhenghe, who had become much haggard.

“I believe that once Senior obtains the other half of the Divine Emperor’s Sword, you will become invincible and unrivaled in the world,” he continued calmly.

Unrivaled?

What a load of ***.

Zhao Zhenghe cursed fiercely in his heart.

This broken sword brought him no benefits, only endless pursuit.
This thing was simply a trap.

Thinking of traps, Zhao Zhenghe’s expression turned cold.

“Who are you exactly?

“Why are you doing this to me?”

A faint aura merged with the power of the Great Dao on his body. Once Han Muye answered wrongly, he would take action.

Unfortunately, he didn’t dare to condense too much power for fear of attracting other cultivators.

A Divine Venerable like him, reduced to this state, was truly miserable.

Han Muye chuckled inwardly but remained indifferent on the surface. “Perhaps you’ve heard of my name, Han Muye.”

Han Muye?

Zhao Zhenghe raised his eyebrows.

Heavenly Mystic’s Minister Han, ranked ninth on the Heavenly List.

Although he was a Divine Venerable, he had always been pursued and had never used his full strength. In this battle for the Dao, he only ranked 26th.

After all, this place could only unleash the power of a Sage. Even if he was a Divine Venerable, it was impossible for him to be much stronger than others.

Zhao Zhenghe’s aura became even more restrained as he retracted his neck slightly.

He didn’t expect that the one who had plotted against him was actually Prime Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic, a person who was even more famous for being elusive than himself.

“No wonder.” Zhao Zhenghe seemed to have an epiphany. Gritting his teeth, he said, “So it’s you.

“That damn sword and all those treasure troves, I bet you’re the one who set it all up, right?”

The person in front of him was Prime Minister Han of Heavenly Mystic. He could connect everything and figure it out in an instant.

This was a powerful figure who used all kinds of treasures to trigger the Immortal Source world, causing major forces to enter the battle of the Dao.

As a result, the situation in the battlefield became even more chaotic.

And this guy had actually hidden himself for decades.

Such forbearance and manipulation behind the scenes made him a truly terrifying person.

Looking at Han Muye again, Zhao Zhenghe’s eyes showed a hint of caution.

“Senior, what are you talking about?” Han Muye chuckled and said, “Whether it’s the Divine Court Treasury or the Divine Emperor’s sword in your hands, they are all genuine treasures that are hard to come by in the world.

“Are these treasures not opportunities worth fighting for?”