Lu Qingping carefully handed over the baby in her arms and said with a smile, “Zhihu, quickly call him Godfather.”
The news that Immortal Han had come to Jinyang City instantly spread throughout the city.
Countless cultivators came. When they saw the entrance of the City Lord Manor, Han Muye carefully hugged the eldest daughter of the Huang family and looked flustered.
After lingering in front of the City Lord Manor for a moment, they walked in together.
He had to let all the cultivators in the city know that the Sword Dao of the Western Frontier, and the Sword Pavilion Elder of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, Han Muye, had personally come.
From the looks of it, the Huang family’s status was extremely stable.
After a while, there was news from the City Lord Manor that Immortal Han had given Miss Huang Zhihu a tamed semi-spiritual weapon as a congratulatory gift.
Ordinary swords gathered sword Qi and would hurt people.
Only such a tamed sword could be given to a mortal like Huang Zhihu.
Such a sword was much more precious than an ordinary semi-spiritual weapon.
Back then, Yang Mingxuan was still an extraordinary person. His father had found such a sword for him.
When this sword was being auctioned, Han Muye immediately offered 300,000 spiritual rocks.
This one today was no less valuable than that one.
From the looks of it, Immortal Han’s relationship with the Huang family was indeed harmonious.
This made many cultivators feel at ease.
After a while, there was news from the City Lord Manor that Han Muye was giving Miss Huang Zhihu a pill.
This pill could increase Miss Huang Zhihu’s cultivation aptitude.
“A pill that can increase one’s cultivation aptitude?”
Outside the City Lord Manor, someone exclaimed, then whispered, “A treasure like the True Empress of the world?”
“Shh, didn’t you hear that Immortal Han obtained a golden lotus seed that could increase her cultivation aptitude?” Someone who was well-informed said.
“That’s just a rumor. It says that Immortal Han has many golden lotus seeds, but how is that possible…”
A moment later, a high platform was set up in front of the City Lord Manor.
City Lord Lu Qingping carried Huang Zhihu onto the high platform and pressed her palm against a jade wall.
The jade wall’s halo circulated and finally turned purple.
“Yes, it’s a first-grade cultivation aptitude!” Seeing the color of the cultivation aptitude, countless people widened their eyes.
Even Lu Qingping, who was carrying Huang Zhihu, looked a little stunned.
She had tested Huang Zhihu’s cultivation aptitude before. It was very good. She was at the seventh-grade and was much stronger than her and Huang Zhenxiong.
That day, Han Muye gave Huang Zhihu a pill and said that it could increase her aptitude.
Lu Qingping did not build this platform to verify if the pills were really effective, but to show that Han Muye was really improving Huang Zhihu’s aptitude.
However, she did not expect it to improve so much!
Ignoring the cheers of the cultivators below the platform, Lu Qingping hurriedly carried Huang Zhihu back to the manor to see Han Muye.
“Senior Brother Han, I-I didn’t expect your pill to be so precious…” Holding Huang Zhihu, Lu Qingping looked at Han Muye with a complicated expression.
Han Muye smiled and waved his hand.
He knew very well that Lu Qingping was pulling his leg.
Sixth Sister-in-law was in Jinyang City with Huang Zhihu, so Han Muye naturally had to support her.
Even this Cloud Lotus Pill was specially sent by him.
However, he did not expect Huang Zhihu’s cultivation aptitude to increase so much after consuming this pill.
Perhaps it was because an infant’s body had yet to grow and the medicinal effect was greater, or perhaps she had extremely high potential.
“Sixth Sister-in-law, when Zhihu grows up, I’ll take her to the Sword Pavilion.”
Han Muye looked at Lu Qingping and said, “As for her previous cultivation, I’ll also think of a way to build a good foundation for her.”
Han Muye took it to heart about Huang Zhihu’s nurturing.
Lu Qingping hugged Huang Zhihu and bowed excitedly.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Han.”
There were no experts in Jinyang City. What she wanted the most was naturally to let Huang Zhihu enter the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.
Han Muye was willing to teach Huang Zhihu personally. This was something she didn’t dare to think about.
Han Muye was an immortal of the Sword Dao. His sword technique was so powerful that it was difficult to find someone like him in the Western Frontier.
Han Muye did not stay in Jinyang City for long. He left before sunset.
At this moment, the city was filled with joy.
“Sigh, Sixth Brother will definitely be happy to see this scene.” Jiang Ming said softly as he turned to look at Jinyang City.
Back then, Huang Six wanted to retire with Lu Qingping and guard Jinyang City.
Lu Qingping had brought her daughter back to Jinyang City now, but she did not know where Huang Six was. She did not know if he could retain his soul and will after turning into a demon.
It was already late at night when he returned to the Sword Pavilion.
Han Muye did not reach the third floor of the Sword Pavilion. Instead, he went to the secret room below the Sword Pavilion.
After putting the formation disc away and activating the spiritual light, Daoist Dayan landed at the side. Then Han Muye raised his hand and took out a small bag.
In the bag was a disc.
With a wave of his hand, the disc appeared in front of him.
As soon as the disc appeared, spiritual light flashed on it, and a vigorous sun-attribute power spread out.
“Sun Gathering Disc?”
When Daoist Dayan saw the round disc, he said in a low voice, “This is a treasure from the Blazing Sun Palace.”
Of course, Han Muye knew that this item belonged to the Blazing Sun Palace.
Moreover, when he heard Daoist Dayan mention its name, he remembered something.
In the hall of the Blazing Sun Palace, there were a total of nine such golden discs.
This disc could gather the power of the sun attribute and turn it into its own strength.
The combined power of the nine discs could become the power of the sun.
Does Daoist He Yang, who has this item, still need to refine the Fuyang Pill?
Han Muye frowned, raised his hand, and a sword light collided with the disc.
“Clang—”
The disc shook, and then halos circulated on it.
“Senior, come out.”
Looking at the stream of light on the disc, Han Muye spoke calmly.