Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 375: Killing Another Heaven Realm Incarnation, Green Flood Dragon’s Cry for Help (3)

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If he could have such perfect affinity with water, even a fool could cultivate to the Core Formation realm, right?

Of course, it was impossible for a fool to have such affinity.

On the dragon boat, Han Muye sat cross-legged. Sword light and spiritual energy circulated on Gu Yuanlong’s body, and water vapor appeared.

This guy’s water affinity had increased by a lot.

He had gained a lot.

However, compared to Gu Yuanlong, Han Muye felt that he was the one who earned the most.

The power of affinity between heaven and earth could actually transform into an equal exchange with heaven and earth.

Even if this exchange was weak and required an equal price, it was still an unimaginable gain.

In the past, in front of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he was a nobody. Now, at least he had the right to talk.

Hence, he only needed to pay a price to tap the power of the Heavenly Dao. He didn’t need to constantly figure out the will of the world like before.

In addition to such a huge gain, Han Muye also obtained a jade bone and a high-grade spiritual artifact.

This was all obtained from a Heaven Realm demon.

It seemed that he earned so much more by killing a Heaven Realm expert than ordinary water demons.

If he could earn so much every time, Han Muye had the urge to make a fortune.

In addition to these two huge gains, the spiritual rocks and spiritual herbs Han Muye had obtained had already made up for the losses of the previous pills.

He was not the only one who earned these things. All the sect elites who followed the Nine Mystic Sword Sect earned a lot.

Didn’t he see that everyone on these dragon boats was beaming with joy?

Moreover, the relationship between the dragon boats was harmonious. It did not seem like they were participating in a sect rearrangement battle at all.

If they could earn so much, why would they fight to the death?

When he was selling the flesh and blood of the great demons just now, a Golden Core expert from the sect sent a voice transmission. Don’t sell good things and try not to fight among yourselves later.

With so many treasures and opportunities, as long as they survived, everyone would have a bright future.

Compared to the joyous and harmonious atmosphere of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s dragon boats, the dragon boats behind were much more boring.

There were heavy casualties and disproportionate gains.

From time to time, one or two dragon boats would pass by the dragon boats of the Spiritual Dao Sect and advance.

The prestige of the Spiritual Dao Sect was crumbling!

On the dragon boat of the Spiritual Dao Sect, Lu Qingchen, who was sitting in front, had a gloomy expression.

Behind him, the Seven Sons of the Spiritual Dao Sect were present.

However, Lu Qingyuan was missing.

“The other two Heaven Realm experts of the black-armored demon race will arrive one day.”

“After a day, the fleet will almost cross Qingze Lake. This way, the blood sacrifice will not be completed.”

Two voices sounded behind Lu Qingchen.

Lu Qingchen raised his head and looked ahead.

In front of him was the vast Clear Lake.

This was an important part of the Spiritual Dao Sect’s plan.

It was the key to the deal with the demons.

“Let’s go first and lure the black-armored fish to Clear Lake. We’ll ambush and kill the green flood dragon.”

Lu Qingchen muttered to himself as the spiritual light in his hand shook. The dragon boat turned into a ray of golden light and flew across the water.

The Spiritual Dao Sect’s movements attracted everyone’s attention.

The dragon boats following behind hurriedly sped up and chased after them.

The cultivators who had slowed down by the riverbank to watch the battle also hurriedly increased their speed.

“Is the Spiritual Dao Sect going to surpass the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, or are they going to challenge them?”

Many people began to discuss.

From the beginning of the competition, when the fleet set off, no one had thought that the Nine Mystic Sword Sect would have the qualifications to compete with the Spiritual Dao Sect.

In Luoyan Gorge behind them, the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s performance had already surpassed the Spiritual Dao Sect. Unconsciously, everyone began to think highly of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

In the battle in the forked river earlier, the decisiveness of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect’s Immortal Han had completely suppressed the Spiritual Dao Sect.

At this moment, in everyone’s opinion, the Spiritual Dao Sect and the Nine Mystic Sword Sect were fighting.

The hearts of the people had changed.

The situation was quietly changing.

At this moment, the dragon boats of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect had already sailed into the vast and boundless Clear Lake.

The lake water rippled as far as the eye could see.

The Clear Lake had a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

Han Muye’s spiritual sense did not extend too far. He only focused on the fleet behind him.

Sure enough, the Spiritual Dao Sect’s fleet was as he had expected. They charged into Clear Lake and headed straight for the center of the lake.

Are they really going to surround and kill the green flood dragon??Han Muye wondered.

“Brother Gu, how’s the reputation of the Green Flood Dragon Clan in the Eastern Sea?” Han Muye turned to look at Gu Yuanlong.

Hearing his words, Gu Yuanlong smiled and said, “The big clans of the Eastern Sea are famous for their wealth. They are quite close to the humans.

“However, because of its noble bloodline and the fact that it occupied the few spiritual lands with the most abundant resources in the Eastern Sea, the green flood dragons usually don’t care about humans and other clans. It’s more arrogant.”

The rich and powerful naturally looked down on cultivators who risked their lives for spiritual rocks.

Han Muye nodded and steered the dragon boat across Clear Lake.

He was not interested in getting involved in killing the green flood dragon.

“Boom!”

In the distance, a deafening explosion came from the lake.

The entire Clear Lake shook.

All the sect elites on the dragon boats turned around.

The Spiritual Dao Sect had made their move.

The spiritual light that filled the sky mixed with demonic qi rushed into the clouds.

Sword cries and the roars of flood dragons could be heard faintly.

Landslides and tsunamis.

At this moment, he was not stuck in the fork river, but on the vast Clear Lake.

The elite disciples of the Spiritual Dao Sect and those large sects displayed the strength that should rightly belong to them.

Sword light and spiritual light combined with the power of heaven and earth.

Above the clouds, the Golden Core cultivators of the major sects were all smiling.

Unfortunately, in the depths of the water, whether it was the Golden Core cultivators in the sky or the observers on the riverbank in the distance, they could only vaguely sense it.

Han Muye led the fleet forward.

“Buzz!”

Han Muye raised his hand, and a jade-colored shell appeared in his palm.

“Immortal Han, Brother Han, do me a favor and save the green flood dragon.” Jin Jialin’s anxious voice came from the shell.

Save the green flood dragon?

Han Muye turned to look into the depths of Clear Lake.

Over there, the Spiritual Dao Sect was leading more than 200 dragon boats, tens of thousands of cultivators, and countless black-armored fish demons to surround and kill the green flood dragon.

Rescue?

“Brother Han, as long as you save the green flood dragon, the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan will owe you a huge favor,” Jin Jialin’s voice sounded again.

Eastern Sea Dragon Clan.

“As expected, the Jin family was from the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan.”

Han Muye muttered to himself.

Is the effort proportional to the gains??he thought.

Cultivators are not philanthropists.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the water in front of him.

“Crash—”

Exhausted and covered in wounds, Greenbeard poked his head out of the water.

“Han, Immortal Han, the green flood dragon said that if you step in to help, he will give Yu Chen to you.”

Yu Chen?

What is it?

Before Han Muye could speak, Daoist Dayan whispered anxiously, “Yu Niang, is she at Clear Lake?”