Nether River Forbidden Ground.
Whoosh!
A young man practicing his blade suddenly stopped.
"Second Master, what happened over there?"
Hearing this, Wang Hao, who had been supervising the young man's blade practice, turned to look into the distance.
"Nothing. The horn of battle has merely sounded."
"I thought this battle would come a little later. I didn't expect Chen Changsheng to be in such a hurry."
As he spoke, Wang Hao looked at Liu Yidao and said, "My good disciple, your era begins now. Are you ready?"
Facing Wang Hao's question, Liu Yidao answered solemnly, "Reporting to Master, this disciple is ready."
"Good. As Wang Hao's disciple, I hope you will not tarnish my illustrious name."
"Master, do you have an illustrious name?"
"Impudent! Who says your master has no illustrious name?"
"Back in the Chang Sheng Epoch, your master was renowned for being ruthless and forsaking all kin."
"If you go out and get fooled so easily, wouldn't your master's face be utterly disgraced?"
Hearing Wang Hao's words, Liu Yidao nodded. "Rest assured, Master. Your disciple will certainly not make you lose face."
"But since your disciple is leaving the mountain to travel the world, shouldn't Master give me some treasures to protect myself?"
At those words, Wang Hao's face instantly fell. "Yidao!"
"You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you run the household. Your master has been managing this entire Forbidden Ground alone, and now I'm poor enough to rattle."
"Sending you out this time is not only to broaden your horizons. Your master is also counting on you to win back some resources from outside."
"Before parting, your master can only give you three 'ten millions.'"
"Thirty Million Divine Source?"
"No." Wang Hao shook his head. "First ten million: you must be extremely careful