Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

“Zhao Yu, this person’s ability to rally people on the Suwei Star is probably not as simple as you think.”

“The person in charge of a faction, growing up among your sect, has a different mindset from the disciples of the sect.”

Dan Mingtao stood up and said calmly, “Such a person is accustomed to weighing options and pursuing maximum benefits.”

Zhao Yu frowned and said in a deep voice, “Master Uncle, we sword cultivators emphasize the clarity of our thoughts and the purity of our hearts. With such calculations, can we still go far in the path of the sword?”

Could a sword cultivator with doubts in their heart still reach the pinnacle of the Sword Dao?

The others looked at each other, their faces showing determination.

“I will go see him,” Dan Mingtao said with an unchanged expression, taking a step forward. “After all, it’s a crucial moment for the sect to employ people, otherwise…”

He didn’t finish his sentence about what would happen otherwise.

The people in the hall all had complex expressions on their faces.

The Sword Pavilion, which ranked first among the Upper Three Heavens sword sects, and could stand on equal footing with the Yuling Dao Sect, had come to such a difficult time?

Even the elders were willing to give up the usual arrogance of the Sword Pavilion to meet someone whose thoughts were not entirely focused on the Sword Dao.

“Dan Mingtao is going to see Han Muye.” By the time Dan Mingtao walked towards Han Muye and Mu Wan’s small courtyard, this information had already spread.

“Hehe, this kid really knows how to play hard to get.” In the residence of the Five Sheep Pavilion, upon hearing the report from the disciple in front of him, Du Chengshan held his stomach and a cold smile appeared on his face.

“Does he really think he can maneuver between all sides?

“He didn’t even come to my Jade Disk Hall last night. I see him as a little lower now.”

The disciple reporting showed a puzzled expression, and Du Chengshan said lightly, “If he can’t maximize his interests and insists on waiting for Dan Mingtao to meet him, such a person can’t see the situation clearly.”

Can’t see the situation clearly?

Having a Sword Pavilion elder personally come to see him, wasn’t that the greatest benefit?

The disciple still looked confused.

Du Chengshan waved his hand, too lazy to explain.

“Elder Yao, since Dan Mingtao personally came, will Han Muye join the Sword Pavilion?” A white-bearded old man looked worried.

“That’s right. To be chosen by an Elder, Han Muye can be considered to have something to rely on in the Sword Pavilion,” another sword cultivator in a green robe said coldly. He clenched his fists and said, “How hateful.”

“This kid actually used my Jade Bright Sword Sect as a stepping stone.”

Borrowing the strength of the various sects to force Dan Mingtao to come personally.

In the future, when Han Muye joined the Sword Pavilion, his status would be different from ordinary disciples.

“Hehe, it doesn’t matter if he joins the Sword Pavilion or not. How many losses can our Jade Bright Sword Sect suffer?” Yao Yong, who was sitting at the head of the table, chuckled.

“Moreover, he has already promised to come to our Jade Bright Sword Sect as a guest.”

“How much do you expect Dan Mingtao to value such a sword cultivator?”

“It’s just a routine, in case outsiders say that he doesn’t take this matter seriously.”

Yao Yong smiled at the people in front of him and said indifferently, “The pride of the Sword Pavilion is engraved in the bones.”

The pride of the Sword Pavilion.

As a major sect in the Upper Three Heavens, who wouldn’t be proud?

Seeing Han Muye playing with them, everyone felt anger rising within them.

But now that the world had changed drastically, no one knew where the situation in the world was going.

No one dared to act rashly.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley, Li Qingshi sat upright, while other elders of the Medicine Valley stood on two sides.

“Valley Master, Dan Mingtao has already entered the courtyard,” Zhang Yuan, dressed in a green robe, bowed and saluted.

Li Qingshi waved his hand, and Zhang Yuan stepped back.

“Elders, how do you view today’s matter?”

How did they view it?

The Elders in the hall looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Li Qingshi scanned his gaze over them and sighed softly, “Everyone, today’s Han Muye is the future of the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley…”

His words made the already silent hall even quieter.

Han Muye had been acting ambiguously these past two days, behaving no differently from their Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley.

The various sects probed and tried to rope him in.

But how many people were sincere?

Even the proposed deals were not equal.

With the great changes in the world, the ascension of the powerful beings, none of the sects had their true decision-makers.

Those who came to the Medicine Valley were either here to stabilize the valley or had thoughts of using it. If it came to forming an alliance with the Medicine Valley and standing together with it, there wasn’t a single person.

These people were simply incapable of making such significant decisions.

Even if they wanted to finalize an agreement, once they returned to their own sects, they would inevitably haggle over the terms.

Everyone only wanted to gain benefits without truly contributing.

The only difference among them was that they hadn’t resorted to direct confrontation and forceful seizing like the Zhaoyang Dao Sect.

But if this continued, these people might also develop thoughts of forceful seizing.

Once they reached a consensus, the best fate for the Medicine Valley would be to be divided among them.

This time, no one would come to the rescue.

“Ah, prosperous times for elixirs, troubled times for artifacts, talismans, and formations. We alchemists should have long recognized our own fate…” A white-bearded cultivator by Li Qingshi’s side sighed softly.

In prosperous times, the pill business thrived, and alchemists held a lofty position wherever they went.

But during troubled times, only artificers would be protected because the weapons they forged directly enhanced combat power.

And now, troubled times had arrived.

Alchemists were instantly neglected and unprotected.

The expressions on the faces of the elders in the main hall of the Medicine Valley were all complex.

Li Qingshi glanced at the elders beside him, shook his head, and said calmly, “Let’s see how Han Muye handles this. Perhaps, when Dan Mingtao leaves, he will become a disciple of the Sword Pavilion.”

If Han Muye chose the Sword Pavilion, the Medicine Valley should be able to form a relationship with the Sword Pavilion under the pretext of repaying a debt of gratitude.