Shi Hao looked at everyone, deeply moved. His clansmen treated him well, regarding him as their own child, and the Old Village Chief had tenderly cared for him, running here and there on his behalf. Thus, his childhood had been happy, rather than filled with hatred.
Of course, this did not mean he would let those matters go. One day, he would visit that Ancient Country and demand an explanation.
After that day, Shi Hao worked even harder at his cultivation. Ji Hao told him that although he appeared to have broken through the shackles of the Blood Moving Realm, he had not done so through his own understanding. He knew what had happened, but not why. Although that power belonged to him, he did not understand its mysteries. Thus, he intended to gain complete mastery over his Blood Moving Realm.
"Without weathering wind and rain, he'll always be a flower in a greenhouse. It's time Little Dot went out to temper himself," Ji Hao told Liu Shen.
At his current age, Shi Hao already had sufficient strength. All he lacked was the tempering of his character. It was time for him to venture out into the world.
He knew very well what sort of person Shi Hao was.
A Born God of War!
If he kept growing up in an environment like Stone Village, his progress would not be fast. Only by throwing himself into the flames of war could he shine with his own brilliance.
He had to plunge into the great upheaval!
Liu Shen nodded. Just as Ji Hao had said, Shi Hao was currently only a flower in a greenhouse. He needed tempering before he could truly embark on the path of the strong.
Stone Village now enjoyed an excellent environment. Although Ji Hao had