Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1314 Patriarch Tao Ran, It's Been a Long Time (2)

Han Muye did not listen to the two of them discussing the demonic cultivation techniques. Instead, he activated a light array with his soul, then raised his hand and took out a faint red drop of water.

It was a water droplet.

Water from the Nether River.

This was a drop of water that had splashed onto the ship of the Nether River during the previous battle.

Han Muye took the opportunity to grab a drop. Sensing the power contained in it, he put it away.

At this moment, this drop of the Nether River water flowed in his palm as if it were alive.

A faint blood energy emerged from this blood-red droplet.

"Is the Nether River alive?"

The power emitted by the water droplet clearly had its own spirituality.

This was something that only living creatures had.

The Nether River.

Immortal Venerable Minghe.

Han Muye squinted his eyes.

The memories he saw from the broken spear were still too little, and he knew too little about this Immortal Venerable Minghe.

Based on the current information, he could not deduce everything he wanted.

Looking at the blood-red water droplet in front of him, Han Muye raised his hand and slashed down with a faint golden sword light.

The sword light flashed and slashed it into countless balls.

The divine soul sword appeared and enveloped these invisible balls of water.

A day later, this red drop of water was finally refined by Han Muye.

"Pure physical blood essence power. Interesting."

"The real treasure of the Nether River world should be this incessantly flowing water of the Nether River."

Feeling the power of a drop of the Nether River water, Han Muye whispered.

This drop of water contained pure blood essence power.

However, his refining method was too slow. He needed to obtain the legacy of Immortal Venerable Minghe to truly refine the Nether River Water.

He raised his hand, and a black jade token appeared in his palm.

This was the jade pendant that was connected to Li Mubai. At this moment, the pulling force became more and more obvious in the Nether River.

Li Mubai was in the Holy City, and he probably wasn't in a good state.

Fortunately, the qi and blood revealed on this jade token had not been severed. It was probably just injured.

In the following days, Han Muye basically went into seclusion or strolled around the deck.

On the other hand, Huang Six lived a comfortable life. Whenever he encountered a Nether Beast, he would kill it. If there were no Nether Beasts, he would exchange cultivation insights with Luo Ren and the others. He was very happy.

Huang Six was generous; when he got golden beads, he was willing to exchange with others.

After that, he hunted the Nether Beasts a few times and had a group of people helping him.

The most attentive were Daoist Shi Yuan and Feng Yi. Because they shared a quiet room with Huang Six, they also received quite a few benefits.

Feng Yi, whose lifespan was originally a cause for concern, showed signs of improvement in his cultivation after obtaining golden beads and several precious items through exchange, easing the crisis of his lifespan.

This made him even more eager, and he would follow Huang Six wherever he went.

As for Daoist Shi Yuan, he quietly formed an alliance with a dozen cultivators of similar cultivation levels.

He was using Huang Six's name to gather these people to follow the Demon Venerable.

Huang Six's name, Heaven Trampling Demon Venerable, was already very famous on the Nether River Ferry.

Luo Ren had made some progress in researching Huang Six's cultivation methods. Although he couldn't have three heads and six arms, he could manifest four arms and had significantly increased strength.

He considered himself Huang Six's little brother, so before Huang Six took action, he would always strike first.

In this way, Han Muye had become somewhat idle.

Fortunately, everyone knew that Han Muye was Huang Six's brother, so they didn't offend him.

However, they did not know his cultivation and combat strength.

A month and a half later, the Nether River Ferry slowed down.

"In front of us is Xuanming Island, the only way to the holy city is through sutras."

"The Nether River Ferry will dock on Xuanming Island for three days and wait for the other Nether River Ferries to gather before heading to the Holy City together."

"The rest of the journey is even more dangerous. We need the cooperation of the fleet."

A cultivator who came more than once explained.

Sure enough, a large island appeared ahead.

A trace of green could be seen on the rocky island.

Outside the island, there were already a few large ships similar to this Nether River Ferry.

They were all 18 Dao sails, 3,000 feet long.

Looking at the large ships, Han Muye narrowed his eyes.

The Nether River Ferryman race was stronger than he had imagined.

However, when he thought of how Ke Xue refined the sail, he felt relieved.

The strength of the Nether River Ferrymen came from the sacrifice of countless clansmen.

It was the accumulation of countless generations.

On the Nether River, countless people like Ke Xue were constantly refining sails.

"Fellow Daoist Heaven Trampler, we have a small trade fair on the island. Are you interested in participating?" The one who spoke was an old man in a black robe.

His name was Yu Wen, and he was one of the stewards on this ship.

He was recognized by Ke Yang, the one who waived the ship fee for Huang Six and Han Muye.

During these days, Huang Six had shown his prowess, and almost everyone on the ship recognized him.

Yu Wen had also chatted with Huang Six a few times and personally received the Nether Beasts hunted by him.

Upon hearing Yu Wen's invitation, the others showed envy on their faces.

Above the Nether River, the ferryman had absolute control.

Being invited by the Nether River Ferryman was a sign that Huang Six's strength was recognized.

Huang Six chuckled and glanced at Han Muye before nodding in agreement.

Xuanming Island was not small, with a radius of a hundred miles.

At the ferry dock, there was a small city made of blue stones, simple and rough.

Cultivators who disembarked from the ship headed straight for the small city.

The power in the Nether River was restricted, and many people had a bitter life on the ship.

Many people had come to this place for the stalls that could be seen everywhere in the city.

Cultivators from various places displayed their unused treasures and exchanged them for what they needed.

Such transactions were not fair, but each party got what they wanted.

Han Muye and the others disembarked with a few Nether River Ferrymen.