"Nothing to do today. Keep dancing."
Ye Changge watched Hua Qianyue and the others, especially excited.
After several days of training, Hua Qianyue now danced with the Heavenly Sound Zither in hand, looking like an immortal from the heavens and creating a striking visual spectacle.
There were also dozens of Flower Sect disciples standing in neat rows inside the great hall. A single glance at them was immensely pleasing, making a whole day's unhappiness instantly disappear.
"Good, good. This is how life should be."
As Ye Changge spoke, he held Wang Xue in his arms, constantly shifting positions on the mountain peak.
He now had the cultivation of a Great Emperor and had no need to concern himself with cultivating at all.
Elsewhere, a child was being chased by a two-headed wolf, one ahead and the other behind.
Both the human and the wolf had reached Nascent Soul cultivation.
"Human Race, stop right there!"
As it spoke, the Two-Headed White Moon Wolf let out an enraged roar and fired a ball of light.
They instantly clashed.
"Beast, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
The child was none other than Shi Hao.
At this moment, Shi Hao was drenched in blood and looked somewhat bedraggled.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Smack, smack!
Clang, clang!
With a smack, Shi Hao was sent flying backward.
His face filled with fury. "Damned beast! We're at the same realm, so why can't I beat you?"
Shi Hao was furious. He had never encountered anything like this.
"Lowly Human Race, you're too weak."
As it spoke, one of its wolf heads spat out a ball of light, attacking Shi Hao.
"Battle Art, activate!"
Shi Hao dared not be careless and hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique.
An imposing presence that swept all beneath heaven spread outward.
Terrifying pressure shook the heavens and myriad worlds.
A phantom appeared behind him, and a presence that would battle heaven and earth surged forth.
The Two-Headed White Moon Wolf's attack was shattered outright.
"How is this possible???"
The White Moon Wolf's face was filled with shock.
Without caring about anything else, Shi Hao began attacking.
Smack, smack!
"Aah!"
Splat!
Two punches landed, sending the White Moon Wolf flying backward.
"Lowly Human Race, you've enraged me! Wolf King Bloodline, erupt!"
As its voice fell, terrifying pressure emerged behind the Two-Headed White Moon Wolf, along with a powerful wolf king phantom. This wolf king phantom had three heads, making Shi Hao's expression turn exceedingly grave.
Smack, smack!
Clang, clang!
The human and the wolf collided as if neither cared for their life.
Every punch struck flesh, and they fought in a deadlock.
"Battle Saint Physique, activate!"
Shi Hao held nothing back any longer. The might of his saint physique surged outward, shaking all eight directions.
Terrifying pressure awed the universe.
A battle phantom a hundred feet tall looked down upon the heavens.
"Human Race, what bloodline is this? How can it be so terrifying? No!"
The Two-Headed White Moon Wolf King was utterly stunned.
It was pinned directly to the ground by this presence.
It could not move an inch.
"I possess the Wolf King Bloodline! I don't believe it! Your cultivation is lower than mine, so how can you defeat me? I refuse to accept this!"
With an enraged roar, white light instantly radiated from its body. Then its white fur began to change, growing from one finger's length to two. The character for "king" even appeared on its forehead as terrifying pressure burst forth.
"Kill!"
The wolf and the beast clashed once more. This time, both their imposing presences reached peak Nascent Soul.
"White Moon Wolf King, submit to me or die."
"In your dreams!"
Seeing this, Shi Hao no longer held back. He brought his palm down to suppress it, carrying unmatched power as though it would destroy heaven, earth, and all creation.
The Wolf King Bloodline erupted to its utmost, roaring forth as a giant wolf charged straight into the blow.
"Kill!"
In their blink-of-an-eye clash, the Wolf King Bloodline proved no match for the saint physique and was instantly sent flying backward.
Smack, smack!
"Aah! Aah!"
Screams rang out incessantly. Only after it had been beaten into chunks of flesh did Shi Hao let out a sigh of relief.
He returned to the appearance of a child.
"I've made too much of a commotion here. I'd better leave quickly."
As Shi Hao spoke, he hurried away, but ultimately he was still a step too slow.
Four people surrounded him.
"Child, hand over the treasure, or die."
"What treasure? I don't understand what you're talking about."
Shi Hao was a little speechless. Hadn't he merely fought the wolf king? They actually wanted to rob him.
Did they really think he was easy to bully?
"Brat, it seems you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit."
As they spoke, they prepared to surround and kill Shi Hao.
"All four of us are at the Spirit Transformation Realm. Child, do you still think you can resist?"
"Scram!"
As he spoke, he threw out two talismans.
Before the others could react, a terrifying explosion instantly obliterated everything.
Rumble!
Cough, cough!
"The talismans Master gave me really are powerful. I nearly croaked myself."
Shi Hao clambered up from the ground in a sorry state and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
That had been far too severe just now. Those were Spirit Transformation Realm talismans!
He had nearly been seriously injured himself.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Just then, one Spirit Transformation presence after another descended.
"What happened here? Such destructive power."
"Huh, there's someone here."
A young girl in a flower-patterned dress descended from the sky and discovered Shi Hao lying on the ground.
After she landed, Shi Hao jumped in fright.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Shi Hao spoke with some fear.
"Don't be afraid, little brother. We're from the Flame Tribe."
Afterward, he learned the general situation. These people were Flame Tribe disciples heading into the ironstone mine, and they had rushed over after hearing the explosion here.
Shi Hao had already made inquiries before. Rumor had it that this Flame Tribe was a race that tempered its flesh with flames and was a branch of the Barbarian Race.