Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion



Han Muye turned and invited Zhao Chen to head towards the central location of Immortal Burial City.

The immortal light flew for four hours before reaching the tall city tower.

Countless immortal cultivators entered and left the tower that was shining with immortal light.

There were no guards here, only Battle Puppets in black armor providing protection.

"This city uses divinity as a bargaining chip."

Zhao Chen was very interested in these things. He walked around and came back disappointed.

"This city uses divinity as trading currency.

"The spiritual rocks we brought are useless."

There was a use.

But the price of exchanging one piece of divinity for a million spiritual rocks left Zhao Chen uninterested.

As far as he knew, divinity was also a rare commodity in the Fuyu Immortal Realm, but the exchange rate was still only a million spiritual rocks.

This meant that there was no opportunity to profit from arbitrage.

"I just asked, to prevent excessive depletion of divinity here and reduce the strength of the Immortal Burial City, the major sects control the price of divinity," Han Muye said with a smile.

"However, exchanging divinity for merit and then using merit to exchange for unique treasures not found in the immortal realm is the way to go."

Han Muye's words brightened Zhao Chen's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Big brother, let's exchange."

"We've just arrived in the Immortal Burial City, and you've already completed a God-slaying mission. If we exchange for treasures and send them back, we can definitely attract more support, just as you said."

Han Muye nodded with a smile, and the two of them quickly entered the continuous grand hall ahead.

Upon entering the hall, they saw towering dark and black pillars that looked like furnaces.

There was a black Battle Puppet guarding in front of each large pillar.

"Are you looking to exchange merit?" a slender Daoist in a blue robe walked up and clasped his hands. "Please show your merit badge first."

Merit badge?

Han Muye didn't actually have one.

Upon hearing Han Muye's answer, the Daoist's eyes lit up, and he looked at Han Muye, saying with a smile, "So you are the Yunlan Sword Immortal who slayed the gods today."

He pointed to a jade wall in front of them, "Sword Immortals can directly record their names on it to receive their merit badges.

"It doesn't have to be your real name; it can be a pseudonym."

A code name would do; it didn't necessarily have to be their real names.

Han Muye stepped forward and looked at the constantly flashing text on the jade wall.

At the top were the names of five individuals, including Immortal Lord Zi Yu and Demon King Tu Tian. There were no specific numbers, but they were at the very top, and their names were in purple.

Below were dozens of golden names.

'Heaven Breaking Sword, 328,600 merit points.'

'Jiangnan Misty Rain, 319,400 merit points.'

'Potatoes, 38,100 merit points.'

'Zhao Jinhe, merit points 286,355.'

…

There weren't many with merits over 100,000, just a few dozen.

The majority had merits ranging from 10,000 to 30,000.

"Yunlan Sword Immortal. There's no need to look at those tens of thousands of names. They're all powerhouses who have been stationed in the city for more than 100,000 years.

"Some are no longer in the city, and many have already died."

The green-robed Daoist pointed to a jade-colored pillar next to the wall, "This is the ranking of the past thousand years."

Han Muye and Zhao Chen turned to look, and at the top were three names in green.

'Qin Baijian, 8,654 merit points.'

'Tao Zhu, merit points: 7,463.'

'Daoist Jiu Yue, merit points: 7,320.'

The names below in light green generally had merits ranging from several thousand to several hundred.

That made sense.

With the state of defense in the Immortal Burial City, only those Immortal Lords had a chance of earning over 10,000 merits.

Han Muye raised his hand and left his name on the jade wall.

"Invincible Han."

From the Yunteng Wasteland, his invincible title had been spreading.

Now, he wanted the name of invincibility to spread throughout the Immortal Burial City.

With a flash of immortal light, a green jade badge fell into Han Muye's hand.

His name, Invincible Han, was engraved on the jade token.

As his divine sense landed on it, some information was transmitted.

Zhao Chen also curiously raised his hand and left his name on the jade wall.

"Zhao Million."

After receiving his merit badge, Zhao Chen's face showed a surprised expression.

"God Realm Meteoric Iron Stone, a piece the size of 100 catties only costs three merit points, but such treasures are worth millions of spiritual rocks in the Immortal Realm.

"Universal Spirit Source Crystal, this is a great material for refining spiritual treasures. It's worth 10 pieces for just one merit point.

"White Jade Cold Frost Branch, can directly increase one's cultivation, right? Three merit points for one, this can be exchanged for three million spiritual rocks when sent back to the Immortal Realm."

Han Muye didn't care where Zhao Chen was excitedly shouting. Holding the merit badge, he took out the divinity in his hand.

The black-armored Battle Puppet took the jade badge and divinity, pressing them onto the dark bronze pillar.

With a flash of divine light, the divinity disappeared.

Numbers appeared on Han Muye's jade badge.

"11,163 merits, exchangeable for 5,000 merit points."

As this number appeared, his name also appeared on the nearby wall.

And as soon as it appeared, it surpassed everyone on the thousand-year ranking list, directly reaching the top.

In that instant, all the strong individuals in Immortal Burial City felt the changes on their merit badges.

"Wow—straight to the top. Who is this?"

"Invincible Han? The Yunlan Sword Immortal, right? Completing a god-slaying mission upon entering the city, deserving of this top honor."

"Invincible Han, this name is quite arrogant."

"Arrogant? This is confidence. The name Invincible is probably not meant for within the city, but outside the city."

Countless people in the city were discussing. Some were curious, some excited, and many had a fierce look in their eyes.

"For the first time in ten thousand years, a powerful individual has ventured out of the city to hunt down the God Clan," said the Daoist in the blue robe, who had been standing in the back. He wore a look of admiration on his face.