Boom!
That day.
The main peak where the War God Temple stood suddenly trembled.
A surging aura of blood shot into the sky like a blood dragon.
Everyone saw a figure glowing with precious radiance stride through the air, like a solemn and majestic deity.
"Greetings, Senior!"
Seeing Qin Hao appear, the Nascent Soul Cultivators all stepped forward and bowed.
"Rise."
Qin Hao walked through the air, his snow-white robes fluttering. Peerless and solitary, he stood above all else, exuding an air of great freedom and clarity.
"Yes!"
Only then did everyone rise.
"Senior!"
Song Ming stepped forward, dropped to one knee, and cupped his fists. "This junior is willing to become your servant. I only ask that you guide me!"
He had been stuck between the late Nascent Soul stage and Great Perfection for over two hundred years, while his remaining lifespan was only a little over two hundred years.
If he failed to reach the Divine Transformation stage, he would end up like those Nascent Soul Ancestors before him: his soul would scatter, and his body would become refining material for the younger generation.
That was why he was willing to cast aside all dignity.
"This junior is willing to become your servant. I only ask that you guide me in reaching Divine Transformation!"
Seeing this, Feng Luan became the second to kneel.
The other Nascent Soul Cultivators exchanged glances, but none of them could bring themselves to lose that much face.
With a casual wave of Qin Hao's hand, Feng Luan and Song Ming were lifted back to their feet.
He looked at the crowd and said, "To me, the method of reaching Divine Transformation is nothing worth concealing."
Nascent Soul stage Servants were little more than a burden to him.
Qin Hao glanced at Song Ming and asked, "How many years have you been at the late Nascent Soul stage?"
"In reply to Senior, two hundred and seventeen years!"
Song Ming answered with utmost respect.
Qin Hao nodded and asked again, "Have you spent your days cultivating bitterly in your sect?"
"Yes."
Song Ming nodded.
Qin Hao said, "You should go out and see more of the world."
"Go out and see more of the world?"
Song Ming looked confused, unable to understand what that had to do with reaching Divine Transformation.
"To achieve Divine Transformation, one must first undergo Human Transformation!"
Qin Hao expounded the Dao. "Every Divine Transformation Cultivator needs their own realization. It may come from emotions such as family bonds or friendship, or from tangible things like wind, rain, thunder, and lightning!"
"Among them, becoming a mortal and experiencing the myriad flavors of life among mortals is the easiest way to gain enlightenment."
Song Ming looked thrilled and muttered, "So reaching Divine Transformation requires a certain realization!"
"Senior, as Cultivators, how are we supposed to become mortals?"
Lan Ruo suddenly asked.
She had just advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage and was in need of a method to reach Divine Transformation.
Qin Hao looked seriously at Lan Ruo.
She wore an immaculate long dress. Her beauty was breathtaking, her figure graceful as an immortal's, and her temperament cold and distant. She resembled a fairy from the Moon Palace, every inch of her skin sparkling like crystal, as though she did not belong to the mortal world and might ascend at any moment.
"Human Transformation, Human Transformation—it naturally means forgetting your identity as a Cultivator and completely blending into the world of ordinary mortals!"
Qin Hao explained, "If you are skilled in calligraphy and painting, you can open a shop and deal with mortals every day as its proprietress."
"This is not merely asking you to imitate mortals. That would only be a superficial resemblance. What matters most is resemblance in spirit. Once your spirit resembles that of a mortal and you comprehend an artistic conception of your own, you will certainly reach Divine Transformation within a hundred years!"
"Thank you, Senior, for your guidance!"
Lan Ruo bowed respectfully in thanks.
"You are from Luohe Gate, correct?"
Qin Hao said, "I heard your sect has a disciple named Li Muwan. Where is she now?"
Lan Ruo said in surprise, "Wan'er is this junior's disciple. Does Senior know her? She came to the War God Temple as well."
Qin Hao smiled faintly. "Of course I know her. The Spirit Liquid of your Luohe Gate was given by me."
"So the Spirit Liquid came from Senior!"
Lan Ruo was stunned.
Then she bowed again. "Thank you for your great kindness, Senior! Luohe Gate owes its current prosperity entirely to your grace!"
She had never expected her disciple to know such an extraordinary figure.
With this Divine Transformation Senior protecting Luohe Gate, it might even have a chance to advance into a fourth-rank cultivation sect in the future.
Qin Hao instructed, "I have not seen Wan'er in a long time. Take me to her."
"Yes!"
Lan Ruo answered and invited, "Senior, please follow me!"
Watching the two leave, Song Ming said wistfully, "It seems Luohe Gate is about to prosper!"
Strictly speaking, the War God Temple had no real connection with Qin Hao.
If there was any connection at all, it was only that he had saved Zhou Zihong's life.
But things were different between him and Luohe Gate.
From Qin Hao's words, it was clear that he held Li Muwan of Luohe Gate in extremely high regard.
Yang Sen could not help saying, "My Hong'er is no worse than Li Muwan. Why is Senior..."
"Senior may not take the initiative, but Hong'er can! I'll go back and see what can be done!"
As Feng Luan spoke, she teleported away.
Lan Ruo led Qin Hao into the courtyard and called inside, "Wan'er, come out and see who's here!"
Hearing this, Li Muwan and Zhou Zihong immediately emerged from the room.
"Qin Hao, Junior Bro... Senior!"
The moment Li Muwan saw Qin Hao, her eyes lit up.
Although she had already guessed that she would encounter Qin Hao at the War God Temple,
when she truly saw him, she still could not suppress the excitement and joy in her heart.
However, because of the vast gap in their cultivation, she also felt somewhat inferior.
Whoosh!
Qin Hao took one step and appeared right in front of Li Muwan.
Looking at her dazzlingly beautiful face, bright as a blooming flower, he smiled, rubbed her head, and said, "Wan'er, I still prefer it when you call me Little Brother Qin Hao. Of course, calling me Big Brother Qin Hao works too!"
"Little Brother Qin Hao!"
Li Muwan smiled brilliantly, making heaven and earth seem to pale in comparison.
Her Little Brother Qin Hao was still the same Little Brother Qin Hao as before.
"Ah!"
Li Muwan suddenly cried out in surprise.
She realized that he had already pulled her into his embrace.
"There are so many people here!"
Li Muwan's lovely face turned crimson and grew hot.
Thin-skinned as she was, she buried her head in Qin Hao's chest, too embarrassed to look at anyone else.
"What are you afraid of?"
Qin Hao chuckled, finding it quite amusing to tease Wan'er's Wife.
Beside them, Zhou Zihong bit her red lip lightly. For some reason, she felt a sourness in her inner heart.
It was as though something precious that belonged to her had been forcibly taken away, leaving her deeply uncomfortable.
Feng Luan, who had arrived shortly afterward, felt an immense sense of crisis upon seeing this scene.
She knew that if she did not help her daughter, it would be difficult for Hong'er to have any sort of relationship with Senior.
Boom!
A massive explosion suddenly sounded in the distance.
Then waves of violent fire-attributed spiritual energy surged into the sky and began gathering above Huofen Kingdom.
"Is this... a volcanic eruption?"
The Nascent Soul Cultivators of Huofen Kingdom all turned their gazes toward the distance.
There were many volcanoes here, and such incidents had happened many times before.
They only needed to reinforce the volcano's seals, so no one was overly panicked.
Only Qin Hao frowned. His divine sense was unimaginably vast and instantly covered the entire Huofen Kingdom.
"Hm? Wasn't Wang Mazi still at the War God Temple earlier? When did he run off?"
Qin Hao saw Wang Mazi fleeing frantically.
Behind Wang Mazi, numerous Fire Spirit Beasts within the volcano were attacking the seals established by the Experts of Huofen Kingdom.
At the head of these Fire Spirit Beasts were sixteen Nascent Soul stage Fire Spirit Beasts.
"I have to say, Ma Zi really knows how to stir up trouble!"
Qin Hao sighed.
Though it could not really be said that Wang Mazi had caused trouble, since the Fire Beast had taken the initiative to capture him.
Without the Heavenly Reversal Bead, Wang Mazi would have already been swallowed by the Fire Beast Old Ancestor.
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