The War God Temple was the greatest sect in Huofen Kingdom, so it naturally occupied the finest Spirit Veins.
Amid the endless mountain range stood a towering peak that pierced the clouds.
Spiritual energy swirled around it, lush trees flourished, and pavilions and towers stood amid carved railings and jade-like masonry. It seemed like a paradise established by immortals in the mortal world.
At one spot on the mountain stood an elegant and refined courtyard.
Whoosh!
A flowing light descended, and Zhou Zihong and Qin Hao landed before the courtyard.
"Greetings, Miss!"
Upon seeing Zhou Zihong, the War God Temple disciples guarding the entrance hurriedly bowed.
As the Nascent Soul Ancestor's personal attendants, they naturally knew Zhou Zihong's identity.
Zhou Zihong asked, "Is my mother here?"
Suddenly, a gentle woman's voice drifted out from within the courtyard.
"Hong'er, come in!"
The voice was rich and pleasant, incomparably melodious.
"Senior, let's go!"
Zhou Zihong led Qin Hao into the courtyard.
Qin Hao saw a breathtakingly beautiful mature woman standing there.
The woman wore a bright yellow palace gown and a peacock hair ornament. Triangular emerald ornaments overlapped along the hem of her dress. She looked like the Peacock Princess herself, graceful and noble, carrying the natural majesty of one in authority.
She was stunningly beautiful, her face unadorned yet rosy as dawn clouds reflected upon snow. Her skin was smooth as congealed fat, and her beauty rivaled blooming flowers.
"Is she Feng Luan?"
Qin Hao had already recognized her.
Zhou Zihong's mother, the War God Temple's sole female Nascent Soul Ancestor, possessed Early Nascent Soul cultivation.
"Mother!"
Having not seen her for so long, Zhou Zihong could not help but rush forward and throw herself into Feng Luan's embrace.
"Hong'er, you're finally back. You had me terribly worried!"
Feng Luan gently stroked Zhou Zihong's hair, a tender smile appearing on her face.
She had always been worried about her daughter going to the Outer Realm Battlefield.
As a Nascent Soul Ancestor, Feng Luan naturally understood the dangers of the Outer Realm Battlefield.
Because of this, she had even come to resent her husband, Yang Sen.
It was Yang Sen who had agreed to let their daughter enter the Outer Realm Battlefield.
"Mother, this is Senior Qin Hao!"
Zhou Zihong introduced him to Feng Luan. "When the Outer Realm Battlefield collapsed, many strange creatures appeared. If not for this senior, your daughter might not have made it back."
Feng Luan immediately broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.
She hurriedly bowed to Qin Hao. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qin, for saving my daughter!"
Feng Luan could naturally sense how unfathomable Qin Hao was.
He gave her the same feeling as Senior Brother Song. He was likely an expert at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection realm as well.
"Fellow Daoist, there is no need for such courtesy!"
Qin Hao said with a smile, "I came to the War God Temple this time to take a look at your sect's Divine Dao Art!"
The moment those words were spoken, Feng Luan's expression changed drastically.
The Divine Dao Art was the War God Temple's highest-level cultivation method.
Although the original version had long since been taken away by Tiangang Kingdom, a Level 4 Cultivation Nation, it was still not something just anyone could study.
That was true even within the War God Temple, much less for an outsider.
However, he had saved her daughter's life. No matter what, she had to try to secure this for him.
Qin Hao flipped his palm, took out a Jade Bottle, and tossed it to her. "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist, This Seat will not look for free. This is an Infant-Establishing Pill!"
"An Infant-Establishing Pill?"
Feng Luan's eyes lit up.
This was a pill that could increase the chances of Core Formation. It was exceedingly rare in Third-rank Cultivation Nations.
Their entire Huofen Kingdom had none. Only Yuntian Sect of nearby Chu Kingdom could produce some each year.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. I'll discuss this with the others right away!"
As Feng Luan spoke, she immediately sent transmission messages to the other Nascent Soul cultivators of the War God Temple.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next moment, four Flowing Lights flew over from afar and turned into four figures.
All four were men.
The one in the lead was an Elder with white hair and a youthful face, radiating the fluctuations of Nascent Soul Great Perfection.
The second was a dignified middle-aged man wearing a square headscarf and a long robe, resembling a refined scholar. He possessed Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation.
The remaining two were a red-faced old man and a burly man, both with Early Nascent Soul cultivation.
The leading Elder asked with a chuckle, "Junior Sister Feng Luan, why have you summoned us? Is there some important matter?"
As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at Qin Hao beside her.
When the Elder sensed Qin Hao's cultivation, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He could sense that this man had the same cultivation as him. Both were at the False God realm of Nascent Soul Great Perfection.
"Senior Brother Song!"
Feng Luan said to the white-haired Elder, "This is Fellow Daoist Qin. He once saved my daughter's life in the Outer Realm Battlefield!"
"Furthermore, he wishes to exchange an Infant-Establishing Pill for the opportunity to view our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art!"
As she spoke, Feng Luan displayed the pill in her hand.
Upon hearing this, Yang Sen was the first to voice his support. "Though our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art is profound, it can only increase the chances of Core Formation slightly. Its effectiveness is even inferior to an Infant-Establishing Pill!"
"Moreover, Fellow Daoist Qin saved our daughter's life. I believe we should allow Fellow Daoist Qin to view the Divine Dao Art!"
The red-faced Elder frowned. "Senior Brother Yang, that is not right. The profundity of our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art is enough to move even a Level 4 Cultivation Nation. How could a single Infant-Establishing Pill compare to the Divine Dao Art? At least three are required!"
After saying that, the red-faced old man gave the burly man beside him a meaningful look.
Although he had already formed a Nascent Soul, he still had descendants of his own.
If there was only one Infant-Establishing Pill, it would never reach his descendants. But if they demanded several, things would be different.
As for the other party saving Yang Sen and Feng Luan's daughter, what did that have to do with them?
Seeing this, greed flashed through the strong man's eyes as well. "That's right. The value of one Infant-Establishing Pill is indeed insufficient!"
"Senior Brother Zhou, you..."
Feng Luan frowned and looked toward Senior Brother Song.
Senior Brother Song turned his gaze to Qin Hao and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, do you have any more Infant-Establishing Pills? Our War God Temple is willing to purchase them at market price."
"As long as you sell one or two more to the War God Temple, we will permit you to view the Divine Dao Art!"
Seeing that they actually dared to demand an exorbitant price, Qin Hao's expression turned cold. "Sorry, I only have this one!"
The red-faced Elder, Zhou Jin, spoke indifferently. "Since you have no others, forget about seeing our War God Temple's Divine Dao Art!"
"Such noise!"
Qin Hao snorted coldly. "I am speaking with your senior brother. What right does a mere Early Nascent Soul like you have to interrupt?"
"This is my War God Temple. I'll speak however I please. Who are you to tell me otherwise?"
Zhou Jin looked disdainful.
The other party was not a powerhouse at the Incarnation realm!
There were five Nascent Soul cultivators here. Were they supposed to fear him alone?
"Who do you think you're calling old man? You're courting death!"
Qin Hao's gaze turned icy. He suddenly pointed at Zhou Jin and shouted, "Die!"
Crackle!
In an instant, a bolt of Blood Lightning shot out from his eyes.
This was the Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense.
The Extreme Realm Spiritual Sense was incomparably fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already entered the red-faced Elder's body.
He instantly felt a destructive force tearing apart his spiritual sense and soul.
Faced with this power, he had no ability to resist whatsoever.
Bang!
The red-faced Elder's head exploded in the next moment, and even his Nascent Soul died instantly.
Even at the moment of death, he never knew what method Qin Hao had used.
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