Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1923: 794, Soaring Cloud Armor

Translator: 549690339

Below the high platform, Zhu Yuan, one of the Twelve Divine Masters of Heavenly Secret City, bowed respectfully.

This scene rendered everyone utterly stunned.

The blacksmiths from the Armament Alliance all widened their eyes in disbelief.

They knew well of Han Muye’s exceptional weapon refinement methods, an existence with more drive and potential than themselves.

This contest had allowed Han Muye to participate because those in Heavenly Secret City knew little about him, wondering whether they could catch him off guard.

But what was this situation now?

“Liantian Sect…” Yu Zhen whispered in a low voice, “Could this be a major refining sect from ancient times?”

Hearing his words, Master Mingtong beside him nodded: “It’s normal for you not to know, although you control the trial for Divine Refining Masters, the memories of that trial will dissipate.”

“Liantian Sect is one of the three major refining sects in the trial ground.”

One of the three major refining sects in the trial ground!

This was a top major refining sect from ancient times!

So Master Zhu Yuan had such a background.

Yet, Master Zhu Yuan, with such a background, did not even have the courage to take the stage.

Then, who exactly was Han Muye on the stage?

Master Mingtong turned to look at Han Muye and then at Senior Muyue beside him.

“Senior Muyue, could he be the reincarnation of a powerful being from ancient times, seeking to cultivate anew?”

In ancient times, many powerful beings had survived the collapse of heaven and earth, managing to live on through various means.

Due to the conflict between the power of heaven and earth and their memories, most of them chose to seal their past memories.

Such sealed memories would only awaken when their restored power and cultivation matched the sealed memories.

Many people never had the chance to reawaken their past memories in their lifetime.

“It seems so,” Great Venerable Muyue’s eyes flickered with a hint of confusion, and she shook her head, “He is very special.”

Very special?

A curious light shone in Master Mingtong’s eyes: “Senior Muyue, aren’t you uninterested in men? You wouldn’t be”

Great Venerable Muyue shook her head, looking towards Han Muye on the platform: “He’s not interested in me.”

Master Mingtong blinked in surprise, a sharp gleam in her eyes, and she lightly licked her lips.

On the other side, Xun Chu Yun, who stood at the foot of the platform, slowly turned around.

He looked at Master Zhu Yuan in front of him and asked in a hushed tone, “Brother Zhu Yuan, what do you mean by this?”

Zhu Yuan shook his head, speaking quietly, “Brother Chu Yun, I cannot take the stage for this round.”

“You’re giving up on this round?” Xun Chu Yun’s brows furrowed.

The decision to have Master Zhu Yuan take the stage was because of his close relationship with Xun Chu Yun and his formidable strength, as well as being one of the top Twelve Divine Masters of Heavenly Secret City.

Zhu Yuan’s refusal to take the stage was a tremendous blow to the prestige of the Xun Family.

Master Zhu Yuan looked up at Han Muye on the platform and then back down: “Zhu Yuan dares not compete in refining skills with Mr. Han.”

With that, he shook his head, a wry smile on his face: “Zhu Yuan knows his place, I’m not even qualified to make a move in front of Mr. Han.”

Xun Chu Yun squinted his eyes towards Han Muye on the platform.

“I presume he must be the reincarnated soul of some great refining talent from ancient times, right?”

“You people who have survived from that era always enjoy shrouding things in mystery.”

With a cold snort, Xun Chu Yun straightened his clothes, preparing to ascend the platform.

“Great-Uncle, if this person indeed is a reincarnated great being from ancient times, then let an ancient powerhouse deal with him.”

“As long as we win this round, you can take the stage personally in the next round to secure the victory.”

Xun Tao called out from behind Xun Chu Yun.

His words made Xun Chu Yun halt in his steps.

“Great-Uncle, these ancient powerful beings could have any hidden methods unknown to us.”

“If you were to lose, it would be a disgrace to our Xun Family.”

“Although you’ve promised quite a bit to a few powerful beings, now is the time to call upon them.”

“Those are all external matters.”

Wisdom and decisiveness were evident in Xun Tao’s words.

Compared to the reputation of the Xun Family, everything else was trivial.

Xun Chu Yun nodded, staying in place, and shouted, “Master Yun Ji, please take this round.”

As his voice faded away, an elderly man in a grey robe moved with a flash, landing on the high platform.

This was Master Yun Ji, whose strength was not the slightest inferior to that of Master Zhu Yuan.

Master Yun Ji, after landing on the platform, turned to look down at Master Zhu Yuan.

“Brother Zhu Yuan, since you are aware of his identity, could you introduce me, so I may know which ancient might I am facing?”

Upon hearing his request, Master Zhu Yuan looked at Han Muye, opened his mouth as if to speak, but ultimately lowered his head.

“I’m sorry, Brother Yun Ji,” he apologized.

He shook his head, speaking softly, “I dare not.”

Dare not!

What kind of refining talent was Han Muye to make Master Zhu Yuan, one of the top Twelve Divine Masters in Heavenly Secret City, too afraid to introduce him?

Master Yun Ji narrowed his eyes towards Han Muye.

“Master Han, you might have once been profound in the Artifact Refining Technique, but I am also a top figure in artifact cultivation within the divine realm,” he declared.

“Setting aside the competition, I should seek guidance from you as well.”

“They say the refining skills of ancient times were incomparably brilliant, and I, Yun Ji, had no chance to witness them—today, I shall have the opportunity.”

His battle intent visible, Master Yun Ji looked at Han Muye in front of him.

“I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

Raising his hand, a collection of spiritual materials began to descend in front of Master Yun Ji.

Clusters of golden flames hovered in the air.

“I am most skilled at forging battle armor, having made a name for myself by replicating the ancient Sky Cloud Armor.”

“Today, I shall personally forge a piece of Sky Cloud Armor.”

With a loud cry, Master Yun Ji extended his hand toward the flames before him.

At his words, a wave of exclamations arose from below.