Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion - Chapter 2079

Chapter 2079: 864, Wu Bai years, out of Ruins Realm_2
“Master, let’s return to the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace first,” Xu Jue spoke softly.

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Han Muye did not press further, and a moment later, everyone gathered and followed Luo Kun and Xu Jue back to the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace.

The spiritual light between heaven and earth gradually faded away, leaving only the power of the world feeding back that still boomed from time to time.

It seemed as if a trace of soul strength was dissipating on the spot.

…

Lingxiao Heavenly Palace.

Inside the chamber.

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Han Muye sat at the head.

Xu Jue deconstructed the warship into numerous small components.

This huge warship not only had various defensive and acceleration protection arrays but also many powerful pieces of armor.

If it weren’t for the Puppet Fighters and black armor to assist, it would have been difficult for Luo Kun and Xu Jue to take down this warship.

“The warships of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace do have some merits,” Han Muye murmured softly as he examined the vessel dismantled into parts before him.

Naturally, this warship couldn’t compare to Luo Shentong’s, but it had its merits nonetheless.

At the very least, the enhancement provided by its armor was a highlight.

This was also the reason Han Muye wanted to keep this warship.

Giving this warship to Luo Shentong would certainly inspire him greatly.

Xu Jue nodded and looked at the warship in front of him: “This is also why we in the Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm are reluctant to confront those cultivators from the Outer Realm directly.”

The warship alone showcased the power of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

“How is your level of weapon refining?” Han Muye shifted his gaze from the warship and looked at Xu Jue.

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Xu Jue was originally obsessed with refining weapons and had stayed in the Tiger Spirit Realm to learn the way of Artifact Refining.

Upon hearing Han Muye’s question, Xu Jue raised his hand, and a golden furnace for refining weapons appeared before him.

Using a golden furnace to refine weapons was a tradition from the ancient inheritances.

Only in the Galaxy Universe was the Artifact Refining method one of assembling parts in a serialized production.

Xu Jue’s weapon refinement methods were taught by Han Muye. Now, it seemed he had developed much that was his own.

The long spear he had refined had already reached the level of nearly an immortal treasure.

Such skill was quite extraordinary.

“Have you ever thought about leaving the Ruins Realm?” Han Muye returned the long spear to Xu Jue and looked at him as he softly spoke.

Xu Jue was taken aback, a hint of perplexity showing on his face.

“I don’t know, can the Ruins Realm still be left now?”

Xu Jue had once considered searching for Han Muye, but now, the Ruins Realm was in constant conflict. Neither he nor Luo Kun could leave; if they did, the Ruins Realm would likely be destroyed.

Neither of them could afford to leave.

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Even so, both he and Luo Kun might be pursued by the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

If it weren’t for the threat of the Divine Source Heavenly Palace, why wouldn’t he and Luo Kun sweep through the Linglong Realm?

The Linglong Realm simply wasn’t worth their attention.

“The Divine Source Heavenly Palace,” Han Muye nodded with a calm expression, “leave it to me to deal with.”

This time leaving the Ruins Realm would probably mean directly confronting the Divine Source Heavenly Palace and the Divine Realm.

After so many years, it was time to settle the numerous grievances with the Divine Realm and the Divine Source Heavenly Palace.

Stepping out of the chamber, Luo Kun was already waiting at the door.

Over the years, as Xu Jue’s weapon refinement skills improved, Luo Kun’s cultivation naturally became stronger.

Whether it was the Sword Pavilion or his own cultivation, he had reached a level beyond what this part of the Ruins Realm could sustain.

Hearing that Han Muye intended to take them away left Luo Kun momentarily stunned and somewhat puzzled.

They were beings of the Ruins Realm. If they wanted to leave, there were ways.

In the past, when the Ruins Realms were not engulfed in wars of annihilation, these beings could not leave. Now that the Realms had begun to fight chaotically, as long as they moved through other realms before fusion occurred and then separated from the Ruins Realm, they could leave.

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Because stepping into other realms meant detaching from the Primordial World Origin of their own Realm.

However, doing so would gradually weaken the Origin of the Realm where they resided.

Especially for powerful beings like Luo Kun and Xu Jue. Once they left, the overall strength of the Tiger Origin Ruins Realm would decline.

“I’ll find a way to arrange for the Origin,” Han Muye’s gaze turned toward the distance before he looked at Xu Jue and Luo Kun: “Is there any problem in dealing with the Linglong Realm?”

Dealing with the Linglong Realm?

Xu Jue and Luo Kun exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Three days later, the armies of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace set out, beginning to sweep over thirty thousand li of the Two Realms Battlefield.

At that time, Han Muye stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Princess Mo Yue outside the grand palace on the back mountain of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace.

Outside the grand palace, the clouds were gathering and dispersing, and the wind and mist stood together, revealing the layers of mist moving within the clouds in the distance.

“The story you told is really special.” Princess Mo Yue looked at Han Muye before her, her face showing a trace of envy.

“If only I were truly Sister Mu Wan.” Her eyes shone brightly, “I envy you all.”

Han Muye turned his head to look at her and smiled gently.

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She had not retained her memory intentionally.

She just wanted to quietly experience the joys of ordinary mortal love again.

After all these years, Sister Mu Wan remained the same because, even though Han Muye had traveled countless universes, she had always been there, never leaving.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to Mochu, to the Heavenly Tang Empire, and to Mystic Qin.”

“Didn’t you say you were born in the Mo Chu royal family and you’ve never seen what this world looks like?”

Taking Mo Yue’s hand, Han Muye’s figure shifted, and he led her flying away.

In the distance, two Mo Chu’s Attendants exchanged glances and shook their heads.

This was not something they could manage.

Han Muye did not concern himself with the struggle between Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm and Linglong Ruins Realm, but simply took Princess Mo Yue around for enjoyment at various places within the Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm.

This world was illusory, yet real at the same time.

These customs and people were illusory, yet real too.

This Mo Yue was illusory, yet also real.

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Before he knew it, even Han Muye himself had forgotten whether he was the real entity or a fabrication.

The two of them lived just like the ordinary mortals of Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm.

Sometimes, they would settle in a small town, not leaving for three to five years, living together with the local populace.

At other times, they would travel tens of thousands of miles across heaven and earth, greeting the snow in the morning and encountering green mountains by evening.

Five hundred years.

During these five hundred years, the two truly lived ordinary, yet passionate lives.

…

The extreme west of Mystic Qin.

Dragon Origin County.

Changyang Town.

“Boom——”

In the void, the sound of roaring explosions reverberated.

Everyone looked up, towards the sky glittering with flowing light.

Between heaven and earth, giant white tiger phantoms that propped up the sky appeared.

“This means our Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm has vanquished another ruins realm, and the power of heaven and earth will ascend once more.” At the entrance of Changyang Town, a stooped white-bearded elder with a smile said.

“Grandpa Hu, didn’t you participate in the Ruins Realm war back in the day? What is a Ruins Realm battle really like?” An eleven or twelve-year-old child looked up at the old man curiously and asked.

Around them, many people also turned their heads.

“Ruins Realm warfare…” The elder’s face showed a reflective look, he nodded and shook his head: “The ruins are not real, indeed, neither are we…”

Not far away, Han Muye in a grey robe and Mo Yue in a plain cloth dress exchanged a glance.

“Husband, it’s time for us to leave, right?”

Mo Yue looked up at Han Muye before her.

Han Muye nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of profound divine light, “Indeed, the Quantum Tribulation of the Ruins Realm has been triggered, and we must leave now.”

Mo Yue lowered her head, then embraced Han Muye’s frame.

She buried her head in Han Muye’s embrace.

“I don’t know if, once we leave here, I will still be me, and you will still be you…”

“Or perhaps, both of us, will just disappear, right?”

Han Muye gently stroked Mo Yue’s head and laughed softly, shaking his head.

A dazzle of lights enveloped their bodies.

“Eh, what’s happening to Mr. Han and Sister Yue?”

“Are they, are they going to become immortals?”

“Mr. Han, will you come back?”

…

Outside Tiger Spirit Ruins Realm.

Xu Jue and Luo Kun stood shoulder to shoulder, their expressions complex.

Not far away, Han Muye and Sister Mu Wan also stood side by side.

In front of them, a wisp of pale golden soul swirled around each.

“Senior brother, I don’t want to merge with this soul anymore,” Sister Mu Wan suddenly looked up at Han Muye.

This wisp of soul was indeed that of Nascent Soul Mo Yue.

Han Muye, calm, nodded and said, “Then we can just leave them within the Ruins Realm.”

The loss of this wisp of the soul was not damaging to them.

Hearing what Han Muye said, Sister Mu Wan’s face showed a smile.

“Mo Yue is Mo Yue, and I am me. I’ve suddenly understood something.”

Han Muye nodded.

When he first sent a wisp of his soul into the Ruins Realm, he had felt it, and now, he understood as well.

This indeed was a path of cultivation.