Once I Vowed to Be the Finest in the World

The message came from another Black Hall Master, who only learned of it by using his Divine Soul to investigate after hearing the commotion.

"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!"

Song Yufeng's face turned ashen with anger, then he suddenly remembered something. "Where's Yueyao? She didn't go, did she?"

"Grandfather."

Just then, a sound came from outside the Sandalwood Palace, and Song Yueyao happened to walk in.

Song Yufeng looked up and his heart immediately settled back into his stomach; he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing here? Tell me, did Li Hao take everyone else to a Brothel?"

Although he felt slightly uncomfortable with his granddaughter mentioning "Brothel," Song Yufeng couldn't care less at the moment.

Upon hearing this, Song Yueyao felt a surge of anger and coldly replied, "That's right."

"This kid is absolutely outrageous!"

Song Yufeng was furious.

Song Yueyao was taken aback. Seeing her grandfather so angry, she couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, it's not really his fault."

"What?" Song Yufeng stared wide-eyed at his granddaughter.

Feeling somewhat helpless, Song Yueyao could only explain the whole story.

Upon hearing this, Song Yufeng's eyes widened even more, and Black Hall Master beside him was also dumbfounded.

"You mean, that kid Li Hao just glanced at the Sword Manual once and then demonstrated True State- level Swordsmanship for you?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Despite saying it was impossible, Song Yufeng and Black Hall Master had no choice but to believe it, since, according to Song Yueyao, dozens of people in the White Hall had witnessed it firsthand.

However, this is far too exaggerated.

Song Yufeng's first thought was that the Sword Manual had been leaked, and Li Hao had been secretly practicing it for a long time, only revealing it today.

But my second reaction was, even if that kid was secretly practicing, this is just too outrageous!

He's only fourteen years old. Does he have to start cultivating from infancy?

His cultivation level of the Fifteen Li Realm was already breaking the record of Nineteen Provinces, and yet he also mastered a Superior Sword Art at the True State level?

Etc.

Song Yufeng suddenly felt that something was not right.

Li Hao may have mastered more than one True State level Swordsmanship.

And his own Sword Manual might not have been leaked.

After all, the Li Family's Listening Rain Pavilion possesses a vast array of Swordsmanship, including countless Superior Sword Art. Even if they secretly collected the Yin Yang Reversal Sword, why would they need to teach it to Li Hao?

The Li Family possesses Supreme Sword Art!

With limited energy, any training should be for Li Hao to master Supreme Sword Art; how could time be wasted on a Superior Sword Art?

Thinking of this, Song Yufeng felt his heart clench violently. If that were the case, there seemed to be only one explanation.

That is, Li Hao really learned it after just glancing at the Sword Manual once!

And he even mastered the True State!

My granddaughter said there seems to be a process; the first reveal is the Perfect Level, followed by the True State, skipping over the Supreme Perfection...

Damn it, I still can't accept it!

Even if he were a reincarnated Sword Immortal, he wouldn't be any better than this... Song Yufeng's face twitched as he stared blankly outside the Sandalwood Palace. Just what kind of child had the Li Family given birth to?

After a long while, Song Yufeng finally came to his senses. Thinking about the Brothel, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"This kid really dares to agree, doesn't he even know how old he is?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yueyao's expression changed slightly.

As if realizing something, Song Yufeng slapped his forehead and quickly said, "They weren't wearing their Academy Uniform, were they?"

Now that things have come to this, it's too late to stop it.

Moreover, Li Hao's lecture was so effective that it surpassed the students' own one or two years of hard study, so giving them a break wouldn't be a problem.

But just don't embarrass the Sandalwood Palace.

No, not at all.

"That's what Black Hall Master said."

Song Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "This kid still has some sense of propriety."

On his way down the mountain, Li Hao encountered the prince Jiang Hanxing, who was reciting poetry.

Upon learning that Li Hao was going to visit Brothel, the other party was taken aback and immediately hopped on a ride, saying they wanted to see for themselves.

Li Hao didn't pay any attention and followed him.

Cloud and Mist Tower is the number one Brothel in Qingzhou City.

Entertainment here isn't something you can buy with money; it's mainly a gathering place for the Scholar Clan and talented individuals who compose poems and essays.

Poetry gatherings are often held, and only those who win first place can meet the top courtesan of Cloud and Mist Tower, the famous Hong Wan'er.

When Li Hao and his group arrived, a poetry recital was taking place there.

Entry is by the money spent, and conversation is by the poetry and music played.

However, these White Hall were all Warrior who had practiced martial arts since childhood. They could recite a few famous poems by All Under Heaven scholars, but when it came to composing poetry, they were simply hopeless.

Fortunately, Li Hao was prepared. Since he had promised to fulfill their wishes, he naturally wouldn't let them leave disappointed.

"Come on, everyone, one poem each, memorize them." Li Hao summoned the crowd.

Zhou Zheng, who loved poetry, was extremely surprised. He had secretly prepared two poems himself, but he never expected that this genius Warrior also had poems.

You should know that all poems submitted to the poetry gathering must be original; plagiarizing others will be considered shameful.

Jiang Hanxing had witnessed Li Hao's poetic talent before, so he also joined Past. Seeing Li Hao's boastful attitude, he was both surprised and disappointed. What good poems could each of them possibly have?

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

Li Hao never intended to show off with his poems, nor would he, like those time-traveling plagiarists, squeeze out one poem after another to flaunt.

At that moment, they simply pulled out entire books.

Soon, the entire poetry gathering was in an uproar.

As one after another of Li Hao's timeless masterpieces from his world were recited in this world, the entire Cloud and Mist Tower went from bustling to boiling, and then from boiling to silence.

"Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return..."

Zhou Zheng murmured the incantation, stunned and speechless, feeling the magnificent and awe-inspiring aura.

"No one will support my lofty ambitions; I will brave the snow to reach the mountain peak myself!"

A glint flashed in Jiang Hanxing's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly. These two sentences seemed to reveal the hidden feelings within him.

"The sea has no bounds, the sky is its shore; I stand atop the mountain, the peak itself!"

When Ma Jing heard Li Hao hand him the poem to take on stage, his eyes welled up with tears. Although he couldn't write poetry himself, he could at least appreciate it.

These two sentences seem to be describing the extraordinary young man before us.

There are countless geniuses in the world, but only the young man before us has climbed to the top, stood atop the mountain, and become an even higher peak!

"Born to be the best among men, I alone will live as long as Heaven itself..."

"He fought across three thousand miles, his sword once held off a million soldiers..."

One after another, domineering and arrogant poems were recited by the disciples of the White Hall, and they felt a thrilling excitement as they chanted them.

For Warrior, these powerful poems are like a dagger to the heart.

"Drunk, I pick up my sword by lamplight; in my dreams, I hear the bugles echoing through the camps..."

Upon hearing this poem, Zhou Zheng, the son of a military general, was so excited that he stood up abruptly, his whole body trembling.

"The roc rises with the wind, soaring straight up to the ninth heaven!"

This magnificent poem has comforted countless hearts, inspiring a surge of pride in those who have been frustrated and unfulfilled.

Disciples of the White Hall took to the stage one after another, their poems resounding throughout the Brothel.

On the upper floor, a beautiful young woman in her early twenties, dressed in glamorous attire, stood listening intently to the exquisite poems being recited below.

Those poems, some bold and stirring, others free and unrestrained, stir the heart.

The Great Yu Dynasty was founded on military strength, and the people were fond of martial arts. Most of the poems in Brothel were also poems about Killing Poem and war.

There were relatively few erotic songs and lyrics, and even if there were, they circulated in ordinary Brothel and were not worth paying attention to.

Hong Wan'er was quite knowledgeable about poetry and could distinguish between good and bad. Even the great scholars of the Hanlin Academy might not be able to write these poems, and only a few famous poems that could be passed down through the All Under Heaven could compare to them.

In addition, Hong Wan'er also noticed that these young talents who took the stage to recite poems all rose from beside a boy before going on stage.

The boy whispered a few words to each of them, an action that inevitably led to many speculations.

Time flies.

As the poetry gathering came to an end, all the women in the brothel were filled with longing, and all the talented men and guests were captivated.

Someone let slip that all the poems were written by Li Hao, and someone else recognized Li Hao's identity and called him out. The entire Cloud and Mist Tower was immediately in an uproar.

This extraordinary young man, paired with these brilliant and insightful poems, makes one feel as if these poems have been brought to life.

In their excitement, no one cared about the disciples of the Sandalwood Palace showing off Li Hao's poems. Instead, they were pleased that they had gained Li Hao's favor, and even without poems of their own, they were still favored by many women who invited them into their trap.

The building manager rushed to Li Hao and bowed deeply. Upon seeing that this Young Master of the Li Family in Qing Prefecture was easygoing and gentle, he breathed a sigh of relief and then called Hong Wan'er to accompany him.

The other disciples of the White Hall were also taken by other girls to listen to music and appreciate art.

In addition, the manager cautiously inquired with Li Hao whether he could borrow two poems to leave here as a decorative element.

Li Hao didn't mind and let the other party choose two songs.

Before long, two lines of poetry were hung outside the gate of Cloud and Mist Tower:

You should know that in your youth you have lofty ambitions.

It was once promised to be the best in the Mortal World.

To the regret of the person in charge, Li Hao did not complete the poem, leaving only these two lines.

At the same time, she did not expect that because of these two lines of poetry, Cloud and Mist Tower's reputation would soon spread throughout the Nineteen Provinces.

Meanwhile, Li Hao was already in the boudoir of Cloud and Mist Tower's most sought-after courtesan, eating, drinking, and reveling.

"Young master, I am yours tonight. You can make me do whatever you want."

Hong Wan'er said with a smile, her beautiful eyes constantly sizing up this number one young master of Qingzhou City.

Since Li Hao revealed his cultivation level, no one among the younger generation in Qing Prefecture has been able to rival him.

"Really? Then you peel the sunflower seeds," Li Hao said.

Hong Wan'er was slightly taken aback, then walked over with a smile, peeled some melon seeds for Li Hao, and fed them to his mouth.

Li Hao clapped his hands, enjoying the food while picking up other snacks and drinks.

Meanwhile, the news reached the Divine General Residence.

"What?!"

Upon hearing the servant's report, Li Tiangang's eyes widened, and he slammed his hand on the table, causing the expensive table next to him to shatter instantly.

"You brat, how dare he!"

Li Tiangang's face flushed with Anger. The thought from before resurfaced, and he felt that his son was too undisciplined and dared to do anything!

Li Fu was startled and said, "My lord, I inquired with the Sandalwood Palace, and it seems to be the young master..."

"Whatever the reason, hurry up and find him right now!"

Li Tiangang roared angrily.

It felt like every second that passed was bringing shame to the Li Family.

Upon hearing this, Li Fu quickly agreed and ran off.

Cloud and Mist Tower, Hong Wan'er's hands were numb from peeling so many clothes before she finally saw off the young master of the Li Family, who had eaten and drunk his fill.

She was both angry and furious. She was a great beauty, and countless heroes and warriors flocked to her just to catch a glimpse of her beauty, but this young man hadn't even given her a second glance and had only made her do some menial work.

Her goodwill towards Li Hao for his previous poem had largely dissipated. She had originally hoped to take this opportunity to form a good relationship with this young man, and if she were fortunate enough to marry into the Divine General Residence in the future, even as a concubine, she would still enjoy endless wealth and honor.

It's a pity it's ruined.

Since tonight, no more melon seeds or snacks have been displayed in the upper pavilion of Cloud and Mist Tower.

On the other side.

As soon as Li Hao left Cloud and Mist Tower, he bumped into Uncle Fu.

Seeing Uncle Fu rushing over with a slightly nervous look on his face, Li Hao raised an eyebrow.

"Young Master, that's wonderful! You... you weren't doing anything in there, were you?"

Li Fu quickly checked Li Hao's clothes.

Li Hao was speechless and said, "Uncle Fu, how old am I? Besides, I have a fiancée. I'm here to keep these guys company and let them relax. Practicing martial arts all the time is pretty tough."

Hearing Li Hao's words, Li Fu was immediately relieved, as he trusted Li Hao quite a bit. He said with a wry smile, "Young Master, you should come back with me quickly, the Marquis is angry."

Angry?

Li Hao was slightly taken aback, then frowned.

He immediately returned with Li Fu.

As for the disciples inside the building, they are no longer children; they can walk back on their own and do not need his care.

Not long after.

Li Hao then followed Li Fu back to Mountains and Rivers Courtyard.

Inside the courtyard, Li Tiangang sat imposingly in the main hall, with a new table beside him, on which, besides teacups, was a rattan cane.

Li Hao and Li Fu saw it as soon as they came in.

Li Fu's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "My lord, the young master has returned. There's a reason for this..."

"Really? I'd like to hear it."

Li Tiangang's face was dark with Anger, but remembering what happened with the painting last time, he said in a deep voice.

Li Hao frowned slightly.

Li Fu quickly explained the whole story.

"Nonsense! If they made a wish and asked you to give them a Fief, would you agree to it?"

Li Tiangang was even angrier after hearing this, feeling that Li Hao's temperament was indeed too wild, even casually bringing up something as trivial as making a wish.

You must do what you say, otherwise you will break your promise.

Li Hao said, "This is to motivate them, and it's conditional, within my capabilities."

"You can afford to give away a city, right? Once you become True Dragon," Li Tiangang said, staring at him.

Li Hao stared at him for a moment, their eyes meeting, then he couldn't help but sigh and said:

"Within my power" is a very broad term, and I believe that the standard is up to me. If the request is too unreasonable, I naturally will not agree to it.

Li Tiangang raised an eyebrow and said, "You do know how to leave yourself some room for maneuver, but have you considered the consequences of going to Brothel today?"

Li Hao said, "If I remember correctly, Second Master said that you went there quite a few times when you were young, so why can't I go?"

"You think you can compare to us?"

Li Tiangang couldn't help but inwardly scold his Second Uncle for casually discussing matters concerning his elders with a child.

He was about to say something to Li Hao when he saw the coldness in Li Hao's eyes. He paused for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and after looking at Li Hao for a while, he sighed and said:

"Hao'er, times have changed. I've received news that the Boundless Buddha summoned your cousin back. His actions at this critical juncture suggest he's determined to clash with you in the True Dragon Contention."

He said, "They know your situation, and they still made this choice, so they must have made thorough preparations. You can't afford to be careless at this time."

Li Hao was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand."

Li Tiangang glanced at him, wanting to say something, but ultimately held back and said:

"For now, you shouldn't wander around. Although I promised you I'd let you do whatever you want and I'd make it up to you, at least for the time being, you should behave yourself."

"Behave yourself... "Li Hao glanced at him and sighed inwardly.

When have I ever been restless?

Haven't you been staying at the mansion all these years?

Going to Brothel is considered restless?

He felt somewhat helpless; once prejudice is formed, it seems very difficult to change.

It's just unexpected that such prejudice would appear among those closest to us by blood; it's both laughable and lamentable.

He lost interest in saying anything more and turned to leave.

"When will this child ever learn to control his temper? I wonder who he takes after..."

Watching Li Hao leave, Li Tiangang let out a sigh, feeling utterly exhausted.

He wanted to make amends to Li Hao, but he also didn't want Li Hao to go down the wrong path.

"Sir, you've only just returned, so it's best not to rush things..." Uncle Zhao said with a worried expression.

He had a feeling that there might be a big problem between the father and son.

Their personalities are completely different.