Looking at the wealthy and powerful families in the capital, although there are many sword masters, there are very few sword saints. You can imagine how difficult it is for sword masters to advance.
Originally thought that even if Mu Hanyan had enough medicinal pills to support him, it would take three to five months to be promoted to the second level of Sword Master. Who would have thought that in just a few days... or rather, in just one night, he actually skipped the second level of Sword Master and directly reached the third level!
Jiang Yuzhe and his companions were feeling quite proud just now, but now they are not feeling proud at all.
It is true that comparing goods will lead to throwing them away, and comparing people will make you want to die. What is a genius? This is a genius. In front of Mu Hanyan, they don’t have the slightest reason to be proud.
"Don't underestimate yourselves. I believe that with your talents, it won't be long before you catch up with me." Seeing the dejected looks of several people, Mu Hanyan said comfortingly.
"Sir, you don't have to comfort us. Don't we know our own strengths and weaknesses? In the eyes of others, our talents may be pretty good, but compared to you, we still have self-awareness. I'm afraid there's no hope for us in this life." Jiang Yuzhe said self-deprecatingly.
"Yes, comparing myself with the young master is just asking for trouble. I don't dare to expect too much. As long as I can reach the realm of Sword Saint before I turn sixty, I will be satisfied in this life." Hua Yue said with a fascinated look.
"I am fortunate to follow you, sir. Otherwise, I don't think I would have the hope of becoming a sword master in this lifetime." Zirong said with emotion.
Talking about cultivation, and looking at the gap between them and Mu Hanyan, they were all filled with emotion.
However, the speaker may not have meant it, but the listener took it seriously. The few words they said casually made Mu Hanyan's heart tremble.
Judging from the progress of ordinary practitioners, with the talents of Hua Yue and Zi Rong, it would be a great achievement to reach the level of Sword Saint before the age of sixty, so they are not underestimating themselves.
But in Mu Hanyan's memory, Hua Yue and others in the previous life should have been promoted to Sword Saints when they were around thirty years old. You know, in the previous life, they did not follow her, nor did they join powerful families like the Eight Great Families. The resources for cultivation should not be as good as they are now. So, what kind of fate did they have to be promoted to Sword Saints at the age of around thirty?
Unfortunately, she didn't have much interaction with Hua Yue and the others in her previous life, and she didn't know what would happen to them in the next few years. Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a little worried. Because of her rebirth, the life trajectories of several of them had also changed. Would they miss those opportunities?
The reason why Mu Hanyan recruited Hua Yue and others to her side was, on the one hand, to have more powerful helpers, and on the other hand, to hope that they could take fewer detours and not repeat the mistakes of their previous lives - after all, the three notorious evil stars of An Yun all had a bad end in the end.
However, Mu Hanyan was unwilling to destroy their future achievements because of her good intentions.
What should I do? If I send these people back now, will their life trajectories return to where they were before? Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a little conflicted.
"Young Master, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Mu Hanyan silent and daydreaming, Hua Yue asked curiously.
"I was wondering if keeping you by my side would affect your future cultivation." Mu Hanyan smiled bitterly and said frankly.
"Young Master, why do you think so? If it weren't for you, where would we get so many high-quality elixirs? How could we have the cultivation of a great swordsman so quickly?" Zirong didn't know what Mu Hanyan was really worried about, and said curiously.
"If it weren't for you, young master, how could I have survived the attack from that master from the temple last time? If I lose my life, how can I talk about cultivation?" Hua Yue smiled slightly and said to Mu Hanyan.
"Without your help, I may not be able to fully comprehend the Shadowless Sword Technique in my lifetime, let alone figure out the Shapeshifting barrier. You are really overthinking it, sir." Jiang Yuzhe said disapprovingly.
After hearing their words, Mu Hanyan's troubled heart suddenly became clear.
Yes, although her rebirth changed the life trajectory of Hua Yue and others, it was not entirely without benefits. At least in their previous lives, they did not have such cultivation at such an age.
On second thought, even if they missed that opportunity, what difference would it make? If they were with me, wouldn't there be other opportunities? Besides, their talents were there. Even if I used elixirs to build them up, I could still turn them into sword masters.
"Well, I was thinking too much. Okay, I won't think about it anymore. Let's eat quickly and get our portion after we finish eating." Mu Hanyan suddenly understood and said easily.
She was actually looking forward to the clan's share. Although she had only been back a few days and hadn't contributed anything to the clan, so she couldn't get a decent share, at most, she would be better off than a servant. But she still had Mu Chengyang's share for the past six months in her hands.
With the Third Elder's strength and Mu Chengxuan's covert assistance, Mu Chengyang must have completed a significant number of family missions, and his share was undoubtedly far more generous than anyone else's. Given Miss Mu's relentless nature, even the smallest expense wouldn't be considered a small windfall.
What's more, all the elixirs he had just bought were used up in his practice last night. Even if he had tens of millions of silver notes left, he would not be able to buy suitable elixirs in a short time. Mu Hanyan was still counting on the practice resources released by the clan.
Just after breakfast, Mu Zexian and the others also rushed over. That day, they drank the old drunkard's fairy wine, and the group of young playboys were all drunk. Even now, their eyes are still blurry and their steps are unsteady, but they are in good spirits.
Although they drank too hastily and didn't have time to refine the medicinal power in the wine, which was as wasteful as a cow chewing on a peony, the Tianxin technique was unusual after all. Even compared with the ancestral techniques of several other major families, it was much stronger, so the medicinal power was not completely wasted, and their strength was more or less improved.
Feeling the subtle changes in the internal energy, Mu Zexian and others were overjoyed and even more grateful to Mu Hanyan. If it weren't for Mu Hanyan, they would not have the opportunity to drink such good wine.
After respectfully paying their respects to Mu Hanyan, the group of young dandies happily walked towards the martial arts arena.
Today's portion was distributed personally by the Grand Elder, making it an especially grand occasion. A high platform was erected on the martial arts field. The Grand Elder, the head of the family, and the other elders sat on it in order. Young men from every family gathered below, creating a sea of heads.
Everyone stared at the stage with excitement and anticipation, but they didn't dare to speak out for fear of displeasing the Grand Elder.
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