The Cloudwing Beast's Gratitude

"Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

Without another word, Qin Hao and Liu Changqing cupped their fists to each other. Then they used their movement techniques and sped off in opposite directions.

Only moments had passed since they first struck.

It was as though nothing had happened.

But many onlookers in the distance stood frozen in shock.

"Sword Dao geniuses! Those two are truly extraordinary."

"Especially Qin Hao. My heavens, even from this far away, that sword strike made me feel death closing in."

"After the Initiation Trial, Qin Hao's name will surely shake the world."

"Even among the Outer Hall's veteran disciples, there can't be many who've mastered complete Sword Force, can there?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion.

"Liu Changqing lost."

Atop the gorge, Tang Bingyan glanced at Deng Mingxuan and spoke calmly.

"Yes, Liu Changqing lost." Deng Mingxuan repeated her words, but his tone was entirely different.

Both fell silent. They knew how deeply shaken the other was.

Qin Hao's growth was too fast!

When the Initiation Trial had begun, Qin Hao had ranked no better than average among the new disciples. Now, even a top genius like Liu Changqing had fallen to him.

Given a little more time, even Lei Yun might not be his match, Deng Mingxuan thought.

At the foot of a well-hidden mountain, Qin Hao took a pile of items from his robes.

He had obtained them all from the Lei family members he had killed.

Pei Yangrong had contributed the most.

Qin Hao sorted them into three rough piles.

"Two hundred thousand taels in banknotes!"

"More than ten bottles of various pills."

"And... two Myriad Phenomena Tokens!"

The Myriad Phenomena Tokens were the most valuable.

Pei Yangrong alone had possessed two.

"Together with my three Myriad Phenomena Tokens, that makes five."

"Five Tokens should be enough