Seventh-Grade Divine Weapon

After all, Li Xianling's attitude had already made everything clear; if they searched his home later, they would truly find some suspicious traces. It was a pity that after being cautious for most of his life, he had finally fallen at the hands of this kid, Zhang Tao.

He didn't expect Li Xianling to skip the search; after all, in terms of their relationship, Li Xianling would certainly trust his successor. He, too, could not afford to be investigated.

The surrounding grandmasters sighed upon hearing Zhao Changfeng's words. Undoubtedly, since Zhao Changfeng had admitted it himself, there could be no mistake. Among them, those who had good relationships with Zhao Changfeng were incredibly furious; they could not imagine that their good friend was actually a martial artist of the Holy Sect.

One had to know that these were people who, while in the Catacombs, could safely entrust their backs to one another.

Looking at those grandmasters with their eyes wide with rage, Zhao Changfeng's gaze flickered, and then he stopped speaking. He only glared viciously at Zhang Tao; such a heaven-gifted talent—the Holy Sect would never allow him to live.

He, Zhao Changfeng, would wait for him in hell.

"Let's go, return! No one is to reveal a single word of today's events to the outside world!" Li Xianling hauled Zhao Changfeng away, having already sealed him with spiritual power, before speaking to those around him.

The grandmasters nodded one after another. The matter was of great importance, and the discovery of a grandmaster-level Holy Sect martial artist left them feeling heavy-hearted. It was even more impossible to make such a thing public; otherwise, it would only make the Holy Sect's arrogance even more rampant. If even a grandmaster could betray them, one could imagine how great an impact it would bring.

Back at the Culture Building, Zhao Changfeng had already been imprisoned, and the other grandmasters had dispersed. Li Xianling sighed, patted Zhang Tao on the shoulder, and said, "Zhang Tao, I'm afraid you'll be in danger from now on. Wherever you go, I hope you keep your wits about you, understand?"

After all, Zhang Tao was the successor he had chosen, and he truly didn't want anything to happen to him. But he couldn't stay by Zhang Tao's side forever; New Martial didn't have that many resources, nor did it have that many idle people.

Zhang Tao nodded. He certainly had his wits about him; otherwise, would he have brought the cat out of the Catacombs? Would he have brought Li Hanhan along with him wherever he went?

"This is your seventh-grade divine weapon. I didn't expect you to be using one so soon!" As Li Xianling spoke, he tossed the newly crafted seventh-grade divine weapon to Zhang Tao. Since this was a seventh-grade beast heart core and brain core that Zhang Tao had brought back himself, it naturally didn't count as a violation.

Divine weapons were always in short supply; only those who had performed great military exploits had the chance to obtain one. Of course, if you were lucky enough to hunt a beast yourself and have a divine weapon crafted, that was fine too. It was just that most high-level beasts would self-detonate their heart cores or brain cores before dying, which was why divine weapons were so rare.

Zhang Tao held the divine weapon in his hand, spun it a few times to create a few blade flashes, and then put it away. "Chief, then I'll be heading off first!"

Li Xianling nodded. Now that Zhang Tao had entered the seventh grade, it was time for him to properly familiarize himself with the control of his power.

Before long, Zhang Tao returned home. Since it wasn't far, he walked in to see the Grey Cat already eating takeout, and he shrugged. This cat really learned these things fast.

Ignoring the Grey Cat, Zhang Tao planned to refine the divine weapon first. From now on, he, Zhang Tao, would be a person of status among the seventh-grade ranks. The battle with Zhao Changfeng had also let Zhang Tao know that the boost provided by the Kongtong Seal was significant; having just entered the seventh grade, he was already able to take down the seventh-grade high-stage Zhao Changfeng. This showed just how powerful Zhang Tao's blood and qi were.

After a day of refining, Zhang Tao had already stored the divine weapon within his Gate of Blood and Qi. Not only that, he was also nourishing the divine weapon, continuously infusing it with blood and qi. In any case, his recovery was fast; when the time came, catching someone off guard and taking down a seventh-grade in one strike was entirely possible.

The Blade Nourishing Technique and Sword Nourishing Technique had existed for a long time, and Zhang Tao naturally knew them as well.

Only then did Zhang Tao have the time to look at his Kongtong Seal. One had to know that when he manifested his spirit, the Kongtong Seal had briefly left him, charging directly into his manifestation, after which it merged with it and returned.

Regarding this, Zhang Tao hadn't had the chance to explore it yet.

"Let me see!" Zhang Tao began to release his manifestation. However, the manifestation was just a manifestation; it didn't bring the Kongtong Seal out with it. Zhang Tao raised an eyebrow; it seemed his strength was still too low to activate the Kongtong Seal.

After fumbling with it for a while, Zhang Tao gave up in frustration. There was no helping it; the Kongtong Seal was as dead as a doornail. Whether Zhang Tao used his manifestation or his spiritual power, it was useless. He had no way to activate the Kongtong Seal at all. In the end, Zhang Tao could only attribute it to his strength being too low to play with the Kongtong Seal.

"Zhang Tao, Zhang Tao..." At this moment, a loud roar came from downstairs. Zhang Tao curled his lip; he didn't even need to think to know who it was!

"Li Hanhan, why are you shouting so loudly?" But when Zhang Tao went down, he laughed. There was no helping it; Li Zhen had been pressed into the ground, and at this moment, Li Zhen was shouting from beneath the earth.

"Brother Cat, Brother Cat, don't be angry, what's wrong?" Zhang Tao hurriedly ran over and picked up the Grey Cat.

The Grey Cat yawned and said, "This Li Hanhan woke me up. So annoying!"

After Li Zhen crawled out of the ground, he glared at Zhang Tao. Damn it, this was all because of the cat you brought back! Look, it's bullying me! And another thing, I am not called Li Hanhan! At this moment, Li Zhen was absolutely furious.

He had been at the Military Department when he suddenly heard that Zhang Tao had reached the seventh grade. This was just too ridiculously fast! Already feeling disgruntled, Li Zhen had rushed all the way here to see what was going on with Zhang Tao, only to be shoved into the ground just for shouting twice.

One had to know that he, Li Zhen, the eldest young master of Zhenxing City, had never been suppressed by anyone—not even a ninth-grade could do it. Yet, he had been suppressed by a cat.

"Uh, Brother Cat, go back and keep sleeping!" Zhang Tao pacified the Grey Cat, then glanced at Li Zhen. Seeing that Li Zhen was still glaring, he didn't even want to complain. You idiot, you're so stubborn; you can't afford to provoke the cat, yet you're still making that face—who are you showing it to? Be careful, or the cat might get unhappy and scratch you again.

The Grey Cat walked away with a swaggering gait to go back to sleep. Right now, it felt that its life was beautiful. Not only did it have a bed, but if it wanted to eat something, it could just scan with its spiritual power to find the number of a restaurant, make a call, and the food would be delivered. It couldn't be more wonderful.

Waking up naturally every day, and then being able to watch some TV after a full meal—this was the life of a cat.

"You bastard, what the hell is going on?" Li Zhen grabbed Zhang Tao by the collar and asked. They had only been separated for a day, and you've already broken through? Who was he supposed to reason with?