Chapter 1872: Nine Mystic Peak, Peak Master (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“The Alliance of Refining Masters seems poised for prosperity?”

Jin Wu whispered as he watched Han Muye and Lu Zixu fly towards Wanjin City.

From beginning to end, Master Han did not make a single move.

With just his refining skills, he had Great Venerable Mingshuang and the Lu Clan stand up for him.

If the alliance had a few more like him, wouldn’t the Alliance of Weapon Refiners be fully revitalized?

The three core elders exchanged glances, all feeling a surge of excitement.

As for everyone else, no one cared.

When the spiritual light in the void dissipated, the entire sky brightened.

The light portals were gone, and Zhao Jinyuan and his men were nowhere to be seen.

Even the members of the Wang and Zhu families had vanished.

No one cared where they went.

Everyone knew that after today, these two families would never appear in Wanjin City again.

Wanjin City, Jujin Trading Company.

In an attic, Han Muye and Lu Zixu sat opposite each other.

In front of them were spiritual fruits and various snacks from Wanjin City.

Lu Zixu looked at Han Muye with emotion. “I really didn’t expect your refining technique to be this strong.

“Did you know that the Patriarchs of my family couldn’t sit still after you took the mission from the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods and displayed the method to repair the Universe-level combat weapon?

“If not for the urgent matters in the Divine Realm preventing the Patriarchs from leaving, they would have come to see you directly.”

Staring at Han Muye, Lu Zixu lowered his voice. “Brother Han, can a Universe-level divine weapon really be repaired?

“It’s not purely nurturing?”

A Universe-grade divine weapon had the benefit of self-nourishing and repairing.

As long as a world with a rich origin was found to foster the Universe-level divine weapon, even a severely damaged one could be repaired.

However, the time it took was uncertain.

Moreover, a world’s origin could only nurture and repair one Universe-level divine weapon.

In the Divine Realm, rules prevented casual use of worlds to nurture weapons.

If done, it would drain all worlds of their origins, leading to their collapse.

Many Universe-level battle puppets and soldiers in the Divine Realm were damaged.

These injured Universe-levels could only be sealed.

They couldn’t be moved.

He couldn’t move.

Anyone using a world to nurture and repair these Universe-levels would face suppression by Divine Realm factions.

No one dared to do this.

Even the seven great clans wouldn’t.

For them, seizing a Universe-level weapon was faster than nurturing it.

It was cost-effective.

The mission to repair Universe-level weapons had always been circulating in the Temple of Ten Thousand Gods, but no one had ever taken it up.

This time, not only did Han Muye quietly accept the mission from the Lu family, but he also sent over his repair plan.

It was feasible.

The elders and Patriarchs deduced and felt this method was feasible.

But only Han Muye could control it.

This was why Lu Zixu sought Han Muye directly and dealt with Chenyang Hall and Yuanchen Hall.

It was a gesture of goodwill.

“My repair method can naturally repair Universe-level soldiers.”

Han Muye sat calmly.

“However, it’s still a Universe-level. The cost of repairing such a powerful soldier is immense.”

Han Muye’s words made Lu Zixu nod slightly.

Of course.

He couldn’t even control a Universe-level soldier, let alone repair it.

The chaotic energies in injured soldiers could trigger destructive power with the slightest mistake.

Repairing such a soldier wasn’t something an ordinary person could do.

“My ancestor wants you to go to the Divine Realm immediately.”

Lu Zixu smiled at Han Muye.

“But I’m not in a hurry. Brother Han, arrange your affairs first.

“Wanjin City is far from the Divine Realm. I can delay for three to five years.”

Three to five years was just the blink of an eye for cultivators.

Han Muye calculated that he could finish his current matters in that time.

Lu Zixu gave Han Muye time, and he didn’t stay in Wanjin City long, only agreeing to return and go to the Divine Realm with Han Muye.

Jin Wu and others, who came to visit Lu Zixu, were empty-handed. When they heard Han Muye would leave in a few years to go to the Divine Realm, they were envious.

Not many core Elders in the Alliance of Weapon Refiners stayed in Wanjin City and Void City.

Many already had identities in the Divine Realm.

But their status wasn’t high; they were assistants to powerful factions.

Unlike Han Muye, who would be an esteemed guest of a large faction in the Divine Realm.

Master Han, indeed.

Since Han Muye couldn’t stay in Wanjin City long, Jin Wu and Zuo Jun discussed having him arrange some lectures for the refiners in Wanjin City.

Core Elders typically didn’t need to do this.

But since Han Muye couldn’t stay long, Jin Wu and the others hoped he could leave more behind.

Han Muye didn’t refuse.

After Jin Wu and the others left, Wu Zhao quietly came over.

“How do you feel?”

Han Muye chuckled at Wu Zhao.

Excitement flashed across Wu Zhao’s face. He nodded and said, “Apart from not controlling the fine power well, everything else is unimaginably powerful.”

In today’s battle, Wu Zhao had made a name for himself.

Who in Wanjin City didn’t know Wu Zhao’s strength?

One man, one spear, sweeping across the sky.

Even Divine Realm masters were no match for him.

He had never imagined such a scene.

Apart from his current Battle Puppet body, everything was great.

Han Muye and Wu Zhao discussed for a long time and he recorded Wu Zhao’s feelings in his memory.

When there were no omissions, Wu Zhao handed the Wild Lion’s Heart to Han Muye and left.

“This is the core of a Universe-grade Battle Puppet refined from the heart of a Heaven-Rending Golden Lion and various treasures.”

The golden bird that landed on Han Muye’s shoulder flapped its wings and spoke.

The Heaven-Rending Golden Lion wasn’t a divine beast of the Primordial Chaos but was powerful in the universe.

This divine beast’s combat strength was only slightly weaker than the overlord of the Primordial Chaos.

The Galaxy Universe was powerful, able to extract the heart of such a mythical beast.

“This refining technique, Little Han, do you already know it?” Hundun’s voice sounded with a hint of doubt.

This method was different from the galaxy’s inheritance.

But it seemed the same as Han Muye’s method of refining Wu Zhao’s Battle Puppet.

This made Chaos curious.

“In the trial space, the Liantian Sect’s legacy includes this artifact refinement Dharmic formulation.”

Han Muye spoke softly.

In the trial space.

Liantian Sect.

The golden bird and Chaos exchanged glances, and the Five Elements Divine Furnace’s eyes emitted golden light.

They did not know what Han Muye had experienced in that space.

But they could sense that after returning, Han Muye’s refining methods had greatly improved.

Han Muye stared at the Wild Lion’s Heart in front of him.

This refining method was the Liantian Sect’s secret technique.

Even the Liantian Sect couldn’t be sure what powerful weapons they would create with such techniques.

In any case, be it the Liantian Sect or the Duantian Sect, such mystic techniques were only deductions and had not been truly put into practice.

Reaching out, Han Muye pressed his palm on the Wild Lion’s Heart.

“Boom”

Endless streams of light scattered, and phantoms appeared in his mind.

Messy memories. Mixed powers.

If not for Han Muye’s cultivation and soul power reaching the limit, he would have lost his mind at this moment.

His eyes shone with a golden light as he sorted out all the images in his mind.

In the end, all the scenes condensed into a line.

A towering mountain peak with many pavilions on it.

“Nine Mystic Mountain…”

Liantian Sect, Nine Mystic Mountain.

This Wild Lion’s Heart was refined by the Nine Mystic Mountain, the legacy of the Liantian Sect.

Then who refined this thing?

The light and shadow changed, and a young man in his thirties in a green robe looked at Wild Lion’s Heart in front of him and spoke excitedly.

“I, Zhang Zhe, spent 30 years to finally refine this Battle Puppet core.

“So I’ll have a chance to become Master Han’s disciple.

“Who doesn’t want to become Master Han’s disciple when cultivating on Nine Mystic Mountain?”