Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Above the heavy clouds, there were nine layers of heaven. The endless mountains and rivers looked back at them with longing.

Tens of thousands of flying ships shot out at the same time, covering the sky and blotting out the sun. When he turned around to look, the mountains and rivers were covered in verdant green.

Just as Marquis Wu had said, standing outside the Heavenly Mystic World and looking back, the Heavenly Mystic World was so adorable that it made people reluctant to part with it and willing to protect it wholeheartedly.

On all the flying ships, all the red-armored soldiers looked back at the dazzling Heavenly Mystic World, as if they wanted to remember this beautiful scene forever.

How many people could survive a million-strong army?

"Only outside the Heavenly Mystic World can you understand how difficult it is to protect this world with all your heart." A voice sounded from behind Han Muye.

Lu Yuzhou, who was wearing a green robe, looked into the distance and spoke softly.

Han Muye turned around and saw that the void was empty and silent.

Even those huge stars were dead silent.

"If it weren't for Minister Wen and Marquis Wu, the Heavenly Mystic World would have been like these stars. Lifeless." Lu Yuzhou's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

He had once guarded a dead star for a hundred years and almost died with it.

His understanding of the world of stars was deeper than others.

That was also why he did not hesitate to transform the stars he fused into a county in the Heavenly Mystic World after the Dao Integration.

Although this nourishment of the heavens and the earth would allow him to be much more stable, it also greatly limited his path towards the Dao.

It was just that personal choices were different, and there was no right or wrong.

"Buzz!"

In front of him, the flying ships that had rushed into the void began to accelerate.

The 10 flying ships beside Han Muye and the others slowly left the fleet and headed in another direction.

In front, Mu Wan stood by the porthole and waved her arm gently.

In the distance, Yunduan looked up and disappeared into the void with the flying ship.

"Mr. Mu Ye, I'll leave the matter of refining the Sword Pill to you." On the deck, Qin Suyang moved and flew over.

Behind him were dozens of Alchemy Grandmasters and Sect Grandmasters.

These people had a dense pill aura circulating around them.

Han Muye nodded.

The 10 flying ships turned around and landed on a dead star three million miles away from the Heavenly Mystic World.

Even the surrounding stars had no signs of life.

"This planet originally had living beings. Unfortunately, there was a huge battle later on and all living beings were exterminated," Qin Suyang said in a low voice as the flying ship landed.

Han Muye alighted from the flying ship. He could see broken city walls around him, as well as rusty armors that had long been hidden in the dust.

He reached out and picked up a broken blade.

A faint spiritual aura enveloped the blade.

Dark images appeared in Han Muye's mind.

The disintegrating army, the overwhelming demons, and the attacks of the strange beasts that blotted out the sky caused this world to collapse.

When a world fell, the living beings on it were really like dust and sand, unable to resist.

The continuous cities turned into dust.

Would there be such a day in the Heavenly Mystic world?

The broken blade shattered and fell to the ground. Han Muye turned around and watched as alchemy cultivators flew down from the flying ships.

The 10 flying ships carried a total of 8,000 alchemists.

These were not ordinary alchemists. The lowest cultivation level was at the peak of the Alchemy Grandmaster realm.

Not all of these alchemists were here to participate in the Alchemy Conference. Most of them were invited by the Alchemy Division.

They had come here to refine sword cores.

According to the deductions of Qin Suyang and the other experts, this sword core could become a protective treasure for alchemy cultivators.

For alchemy experts who were summoned, refining a protective treasure like a sword core was naturally not something they were unwilling to do.

"Fellow Daoists, I've already mastered the technique of refining sword cores. From now on, Mr. Mu Ye will arrange the refining of pills."

Qin Suyang's gaze landed on the 8,000 alchemy cultivators, then he said indifferently, "Mr. Mu Ye is in charge of the Alchemy Division."

There were a total of three people in charge of the Alchemy Division. It was the organization in charge of alchemy in the entire Heavenly Mystic world.

The Alchemy Division's Library was a sacred place for alchemy in the Heavenly Mystic world.

To be able to become the head of the Alchemy Division, one had to be at least at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm.

The 8,000 alchemy cultivators below did not know much about Han Muye's identity.

However, when they heard Qin Suyang's introduction, they hurriedly asked each other in a low voice.

Those who already knew Han Muye's identity and background in the Imperial City's pill shop hurriedly explained.

The creator of the Pill Destiny Pavilion's Pill Transformation Technique and the developer of the Sword Core, Han Muye was qualified to be in charge of the Alchemy Division just based on these two things alone.

One had to know that in this Alchemy Conference, all alchemists had to learn the alchemy techniques of alchemy and refining sword pills.

The Pill Transformation Technique was currently the most popular pill refinement technique. If one had not studied it before, one would be too embarrassed to go out.

The refining of the Sword Pill was the reason why these alchemists were standing here today.

With that, Qin Suyang turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye took a step forward and cupped his hands. "Fellow Daoists, let's rest for a while. We'll talk about alchemy tomorrow."

With that, he cupped his hands again and turned to walk away.

The 8,000 alchemy cultivators looked at each other and left with smiles on their faces.

Some people returned to the flying ships and began to adjust their breathing. Some people built residences on this dead star with their own strength.

Lu Yuzhou and Han Muye walked on the desolate gravel beach. Beside them, Qin Suyang had a solemn expression.

"This star is quite hidden, but it doesn't have the slightest power of heaven and earth. I'm afraid we will lose some spirituality when refining pills." Qin Suyang looked around and said in a low voice.

Han Muye had previously discussed with Lu Yuzhou about choosing this place to refine pills.

The chosen location was also designated by Han Muye.