1393 Exploring the Heavenly Abyss, Sword Secret
Looking at Han Muye in the light screen, Zhao Chen spoke with a troubled expression.

As the chief steward of Immortal Burial City, he could earn millions of immortal spirit stones from any trade. In the entire Fuyu Immortal Realm, which major sect didn’t address him as ‘Young Master Zhao’?

Now, he was accompanying two young girls in this rundown stronghold.

As the light array circulated, Han Muye saw everything here clearly.

He did not expect that Huang Zhihu would have such aspirations, starting from the lowest level and taking action.

Huang Zhihu had quite a few resources at her disposal.

Over the years, her accumulation, along with other resource acquisitions, was definitely no less than the treasures possessed by ordinary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.

Just the few immortal treasures he gave her were worth billions.

“The first level of Ten Thousand Magnificence City is also a good place for training.”

Han Muye nodded and said, “You guys are there. If you need anything, you can look for me.

“I’m currently on the third floor’s Garden Street. Cloud Dragon Pavilion’s businesses can fully support you.”

Zhao Chen didn’t expect Han Muye to actually support their “stronghold” business. He could only nod.

After the light array dissipated, he checked the surroundings, carefully counted, and then turned to leave.

The cultivators in the stronghold had already dispersed, leaving only a young man named Bai Shi, the former leader of the Phoenix Forest Stronghold.

“In the stronghold, there are a total of 385 cultivators, 25 are Heaven Immortals, and two are Void Refinement stage cultivators, me and Uncle Chu Yuan.

“Uncle Chu Yuan is currently leading a group of over twenty cultivators on a mission and hasn’t returned yet.

“As for the resources in the stronghold,” Bai Shi showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and took out a small storage bag, “The first layer of my stronghold is relatively loose, with not much resource reserve.”

Everyone could see this.

“The warehouse is mostly filled with junk.” Zhao Chen’s words made Baishi blush and he turned to look at Golden Fire.

The fact that Golden Fire was willing to take him in as a follower made him extremely excited.

Golden Fire truly possessed the phoenix bloodline.

Even cultivating near him would be very beneficial for Bai Shi.

“For those with injuries, distribute some healing pills.

“In three days, I want to start training battle formations.”

Yunduan touched her forehead and muttered, “It looks like another losing business.”

Providing armor and weapons for over 300 cultivators, along with healing pills, was a significant expense.

They had just taken over this stronghold and hadn’t gained anything yet, but they had to spend a lot on these resources. In Yunduan’s opinion, it was a loss.

“Actually, not everything is junk; many things retrieved from the Heavenly Abyss might be useful.”

Zhao Chen smiled and said, “After I’ve checked everything, I’ll go to the upper cities and see if I can sell some items at a high price.”

While inspecting the resources, he noticed many rusty swords and armor that seemed to be useless.

However, he knew that Han Muye had been collecting these items.

They had already agreed to send them directly to Cloud Dragon Pavilion on the third floor.

He spoke now to let Huang Zhihu and the others know that he that he might be going to other cities when he had the time.

“Alright, we all know that you’re the God of Fortune, Uncle Zhao,” Huang Zhihu said with a smile.

“Don’t worry. In less than three months, the Phoenix Forest Stronghold will change drastically.”
She waved her hand, her face filled with pride.

Golden Fire and the others could only agree with a smile.

To them, it was fine as long as the young lady in front of them was pleased.

Han Muye didn’t care about Huang Zhihu’s matters. It was fine as long as he knew what was going on.

With the protection of the God-slaying Battle Puppet, nothing would happen.

There was no need for him to worry about Cloud Dragon Pavilion either.

On the fifth floor of the Cloud Dragon Pavilion, the first and second floors were used for resource acquisition and sales.

Hu Jiran was responsible for these matters.

He was well-versed in these tasks and handled them effortlessly.

The third layer was entirely dedicated to swords and was managed by Bai Suzhen, with the assistance of Zhao Danni and Shao Tianyi.

Lin Shen and Lu Gao were stationed on the third and fourth layers, while Liu Hong and Gao Changgong were responsible for evaluating and appraising swords.

This was their specialty and couldn’t be taken lightly.

Apart from Han Muye, only Gao Xiaoxuan and Liu Hong had obtained his ability to view swords in the Nine Mystic Sword Pavilion.

Although Liu Hong’s cultivation was slightly weaker, his eyesight was good and his talent for sword observation was not bad.

It was rare for Gao Changgong to come out with Han Muye, and his Sword Dao was also advanced. As long as it was not an extremely precious sword, he could evaluate it.

The fourth level mainly dealt with medicinal pills.

There were no low-grade medicinal pills.

At the very least, they were all Immortal Grade Pills.

Apart from healing and condensing immortal qi, there were also pills that increased blood qi and condensed divinity.

Most of them were pills that could resist the power of death.

With Han Muye’s help, Mu Wan and Yunjin could already refine pills that allowed people to travel through the Heavenly Abyss for 10 days.

One such pill could be exchanged for a supreme-grade numinous treasure.

Mu Wan was determined to tackle the power of deathly silence, even though she knew it was a rule-related issue that couldn’t be solved with pill strength alone.

Han Muye knew that the rules of the power of death were not something that the power of pills could resolve.

However, Han Muye didn’t stop her from making pills.

To Mu Wan, it was something she enjoyed doing.

The fifth floor became Han Muye’s exclusive place.

Within a few days, business in Cloud Dragon Pavilion improved significantly.

Many people came quietly for the swords and pills.

Outside the Cloud Dragon Pavilion, Su Zhe was accompanying a middle-aged Taoist in a green robe.

“Cloud Dragon Pavilion, this mark is the mark of Immortal Venerable Chen Yuan of Ten Thousand Magnificence City.” The Daoist looked at a spiritual light on the fifth floor of the pavilion and whispered.