"Congratulations, Father!"
Qin Hao smiled faintly and cupped his hands toward Qin Yuntian.
"Hao, that was thoughtful of you."
Qin Yuntian looked at Qin Hao again, his eyes filled with fatherly affection.
Then Qin Yuntian swept his hand outward and laughed heartily. "Elders, to celebrate the Qin family's return, we will hold a feast for three days and three nights. Everyone in the city is welcome!"
"Yes, Family Head. We will make the arrangements immediately!"
The elders answered in unison, then left to make the arrangements.
They naturally understood Qin Yuntian's intention: to intimidate the lurking villains on all sides, preventing anyone from leaping over the wall like a cornered dog and stubbornly continuing to oppose the Qin family.
The Qin family, the Young Master's Residence.
Qin Hao had not attended the feast. At that moment, he was practicing his fist techniques in the courtyard.
Qin Hao had completely mastered the eighteen moves of Dragon Soars, Tiger Leaps, the first form of the Pure Yang Tyrant Body Fist. As his physical strength increased, every move he unleashed was far more powerful than before.
As he worked through the moves of the fist art, Qin Hao felt large amounts of heaven and earth spiritual energy pouring into his sinews, bones, flesh, and blood. His physical strength was slowly increasing.
"Whew!"
After more than half a day, Qin Hao stopped, his brow furrowing slightly.
My progress is still too slow. Half a day only increased my strength by a few hundred jin. The further I go, the slower my physical strength grows. I need to find more treasures that aid body refinement.
Qin Hao pondered this, planning to rest and recuperate for a few days before returning to the Myriad Phenomena Hall.
Qin Hao did not fear Lei Zhen, but the