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After arranging everything, he once again secluded himself.

With control over the Three Sword Towers, over a decade of impact on the Performance Platform, and his mastery of his own path, Han Muye had reached a state where everything came naturally.

He would create his own Great Dao and become the ancestor of the Sword Dao.

This seclusion was his way of sorting out his cultivation.

The various factions were not surprised by Han Muye\'s seclusion.

They just didn\'t know how powerful he would become when he emerged from seclusion.

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Heavenly Mystic World, Western Frontier.

Han Muye and Mu Wan walked side by side on the streets of Mushen City, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery and people, with many emotions on their faces.

Mushen City was still one of the alchemy Holy Lands of the Western Frontier. Even though the Mu family\'s patriarch, Mu Wan, and the others had left, alchemists from all over were still gathered here.

There were also various pills and spiritual herbs that would be gathered in Mushen City and sold to various places in the Western Frontier.

Han Muye and Mu Wan walked on the main street and could see cultivators coming from all over the Heavenly Mystic.

There were demons from the Southern Wasteland, sword cultivators from the Eastern Sea, scholars from the Central Continent who wore long robes and had swords at their waists, and even cultivators from other worlds.

The barrier between the Central Continent and the other realms had already disappeared. In recent years, the Heavenly Mystic had become a place of worship for the surrounding worlds.

Experts gathered here, and many people joined the Heavenly Mystic Empire.

This was the world of cultivation, where attaching oneself to a powerful force was like rolling a snowball, enabling one to live longer and gain more nourishment.

"The changes here are so significant…" Mu Wan looked at the expanded market and said softly.

These familiar places had all undergone transformations.

Han Muye nodded.

Mu Wan was already at the Out of Body realm, becoming a great cultivator in her own right.

With a long lifespan, she looked back at the bustling market with a sense of nostalgia.

"Quick, there are medicinal pills in the Nine Mystic Pill Room!" Someone shouted in front of them, and the originally bustling street market suddenly boiled.

"The Nine Mystic Pill Room is held down by a great alchemy cultivator on the Nine Mystic Mountain. I wonder what pills will be sold today."

"Quick, go take a look. It\'s said that Grandmaster Jiang Ming and Fairy Jin Yuan\'s son, Jiang Yucheng, are also here today."

The surrounding cheers caught Han Muye and Mu Wan slightly off guard.

"Senior Sister Jin Yuan and Mr. Jiang Ming have children now?" Mu Wan turned to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye shook his head with a bitter smile.

Ever since the Dao Competition, he had rarely paid attention to matters in the Western Frontier.

Although Jiang Ming had followed him for a long time, he could not keep up with his cultivation speed in the end.

Actually, now that he and Mu Wan had used the teleportation array that had just been repaired to return to the Heavenly Mystic, they wanted to see their old friends here.

Unknowingly, they had already walked far away.

He followed the crowd and walked forward. After passing a few street corners, he arrived at an advanced main courtyard.

Nine Mystic Pill Room.

More than a hundred years ago, there was no pill room of this scale in the Western Frontier.

Only those markets in the Central Continent Imperial City would have such markets that specialized in selling pills.

The school courtyard of the three-story pavilion was wide open. In front of the door was a 10-foot-tall bronze pill furnace that was emitting pill qi.

In front of the school courtyard, there was a small square made of bluestone.

A few young men in the inner sect robes of the Nine Mystic Sword School stood there with solemn expressions.

However, the fuzz on their lips revealed their youth and immaturity.

"Everyone, my Nine Mystic Pill Chamber has produced a few pills today. They were refined by Young Master Jiang Yucheng and a few disciples of the Nine Mystic Mountain\'s Pill Hall."

An old man in a brocade robe cupped his hands in all directions and shouted.

As he spoke, he pointed at the young disciples standing in the square.

"Is that Senior Sister Jin Yuan\'s son?" Mu Wan looked at the young man standing in the middle, with a slender figure and a hint of Jinyuan and Jiang Ming in his features.

Han Muye glanced around and could already sense the cultivation level of this young man.

In his thirties, he was already at the Earth Realm Soul Awakening Realm. Core qi lingered around his body, and he was clearly not far from the realm of an alchemy master.

It seemed that Jiang Ming and Jin Yuan were very attentive to this kid.

However, Jiang Yucheng\'s foundation was still a little superficial, and there was a blazing flame power hidden in his body.

It seemed that Patriarch Tao Ran did not work on this kid.

That was true. After the Nine Mystic Mountain left one by one, Patriarch Tao Ran and the others, who missed the sect, naturally wanted to leave their inheritance behind.

"Buzz!"

The cauldron shook, and pills that had been stored inside flew out.

The shopkeeper of the Nine Mystic Pill Room began to sell to the surrounding cultivators.

Han Muye took a few glances. These pills were refined quite well, and the medicinal effects were relatively even.

It seemed that the alchemy inheritance on the Nine Mystic Mountain was quite something.

Two high-quality seventh-grade pills and 10 high-quality pills were worth tens of thousands of spiritual rocks.

Even if the Heavenly Mystic was rich now, tens of thousands of spiritual rocks was a huge sum of money for ordinary cultivators.

Han Muye and Mu Wan heard many envious voices.

Some people even lamented why they were not alchemists.

Jiang Yucheng and the others watched as the pills were sold out. They cupped their hands and turned to walk into the Nine Mystic Pill Chamber.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Jiang, what happened to the alchemy battle? Why? Are you afraid?"

Looking in the direction of the voice, it was a young girl wearing a pink dress with an angry expression.

There were also a few female cultivators with the same expression around the girl.

"You came to my Mushen City to show off. Did I, Mu Jinzi, give you face?"