"All of you, get out! I have important business to discuss with this young man!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Fengxue regained control of his internal energy and waved his hand, signaling Zhao Dachui and the others to leave. His gaze remained fixed on Wang Hao the entire time, his expression extremely solemn.
Zhao Fengrou opened her mouth as if to say something more, but seeing her younger brother Zhao Dachui shake his head slightly in acknowledgment, she and her brother left the hall together and closed the door.
Now only Wang Hao and Zhao Fengxue remained inside the gang.
Gently rubbing her aching lower back, Zhao Fengxue found a chair and sat down. She first looked at the dent in the spot where she had been standing, and then at Wang Hao, whose aura was many times stronger than it had been last year. She was filled with emotion.
"I remember when you first came to the Blood Wind Hall last year, you were only Third-Rate cultivator. Who would have thought that in just over a year you would become a Peak Super-First-Rate expert, and a master of external martial arts at that?"
Looking at Wang Hao, who stood before her and posed a sense of danger, Zhao Fengxue felt incredibly conflicted and shocked.
Although he knew Wang Hao's talent was extraordinary, he never imagined it would be so astonishing.
"I've just been lucky lately, having had some serendipitous encounters!"
Wang Hao smiled modestly; he really had struck it lucky.
"You're certainly lucky; otherwise, you would have been arrested and torn to pieces by the Confucian School by now, half a year ago."
Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Zhao Fengxue no longer cared much about the medicinal cuisine.
Although losing so much money is painful, it's still worth it to acquire such a monstrous being in return.
After all, judging from this kid's current performance, becoming Xiantian Grandmaster is almost a certainty, and he may even follow the path of the sages of the Hundred Schools of Thought.
It's understandable that such a prodigy with extraordinary potential would eat more...
Well, this kid eats an unusually large amount.
"Master, has the storm passed yet?"
Seeing that Zhao Fengxue seemed to have recovered somewhat, Wang Hao quickly asked her what was wrong.
Since leaving the mountain, he had only inquired about some widely circulated information in Xiangyang City, and had not found out the truth at all, so he was completely in the dark about this matter.
"How could it be so easy to get through?"
Rolling his eyes, Zhao Fengxue's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "The power of Confucian School far exceeds what we all imagine. This incident is nothing more than a test by the current emperor against Confucian School, and he was prepared for it long ago."
So you can rest assured, as long as you're in the capital, our Blood Robe Tower, even the Eastern Depot, and even the Emperor himself will protect you. Those old Confucian School scholars won't dare to cause trouble."
"Just in the capital?"
Wang Hao frowned slightly, but he understood another layer of meaning in Zhao Fengxue's words.
Within the capital, one can be absolutely certain of success, but outside the capital, such a feat is impossible.
In other words, the Da Ming imperial family currently only has absolute control over the capital city, which is pitifully small for such a vast dynasty.
"Yes, we can only stay in the capital!"
Zhao Fengxue sighed, feeling utterly helpless about the situation.
In the Central Plains, Confucian School was virtually Invincible. If it weren't for the numerous factions within Confucian School that made it difficult to unite, how could these people have survived?
"Master, before his death, Yang Jingzhong said that the true target of the Confucian School this time was all members of the Da Ming imperial family, including the current emperor..."
Wang Hao thought for a moment and decided to report what Yang Jingzhong had said that day, so that Zhao Fengxue would have a clear understanding of the situation. However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Jingzhong waving his hand.
"Some things shouldn't be said out loud; that way, there's still room for reconciliation. Otherwise, things will just fall apart, which won't benefit anyone."
Zhao Fengxue shook her head slightly, clearly aware of the matter.
This reaction initially surprised Wang Hao, but then he suddenly understood.
Clearly, the Da Ming imperial family had guessed some of the Confucian School' objectives in this plan. Although there was no concrete evidence, some things only require suspicion.
Fortunately, because of Wang Hao's intervention, they found a breakthrough with Yang Jingzhong, thus achieving victory and resolving a crisis; otherwise, things would have been much more complicated.
"You should stay with Elder Chu at the Martial Repository Pavilion for a few days. The head of the Eastern Depot may summon you after some time, so be prepared."
After a moment's thought, Zhao Fengxue came up with a plan and made arrangements for Wang Hao's itinerary for the next period of time.
Now even the interior of the Blood Robe Tower is no longer safe; only the Martial Repository Pavilion, where Elder Chu resides, is the most suitable place for Wang Hao to hide.
After all, although this is the capital city, Wang Hao's whereabouts should be kept secret if possible, at least to allow them time to make preparations.
Wang Hao didn't say much, and nodded in agreement with Zhao Fengxue's arrangement.
After talking with Zhao Fengxue for several Tokiomi, Wang Hao finally left the hall.
Zhao Fengrou, who had been waiting outside, glared at Wang Hao reproachfully before entering the hall with the medicine box she had prepared, intending to treat her father's injuries.
9527 gave Wang Hao a deep look, then silently followed him into the hall and closed the door again.
One of his duties within the Blood Wind Hall was to protect Zhao Fengxue, especially now that Zhao Fengxue was injured, it was even more important for him to protect her.
"You've been jumping around quite a bit lately, haven't you! Hey, what's that smell on you?!"
Zhao Dachui chuckled and cursed, wanting to put his arm around Wang Hao's shoulder again, but suddenly his expression changed, and he pinched his nose and hid far away.
"I'm helpless too! That Earthly Dao hasn't been ventilated for who knows how many years, it's filled with all sorts of strange smells, and you're bound to pick up some of them after walking through it."
With a helpless shrug, Wang Hao really had no way to deal with this.
"By the way, the sect leader doesn't look well today. Did someone upset him?"
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Wang Hao asked in bewilderment.
"Who else could it be? It's you! My dad was settling accounts today, and he found out about your medicinal cuisine. He was furious, especially when he saw the huge pot that Li Dazui used to brew it for you. He was so angry he almost vomited blood."
Rolling his eyes in frustration, Zhao Dachui was also quite annoyed by the matter, and felt that his father was being incredibly foolish.
How could anyone be so foolish as to serve a top-grade medicinal diet to a beast like Wang Hao? They're just asking for trouble!
So, it seems I came back at the wrong time!
Blinking his eyes in utter bewilderment, Wang Hao felt that his luck had truly run out this time.
"You do not say!"
Zhao Dachui felt even more annoyed by this, and shook his head, saying, "Let's not talk about these troublesome things. Tell me about your current strength. What level have you reached?"
He was genuinely curious about this, and at the same time, he had very mixed feelings.
You should know that Wang Hao came from his hands. He was originally just an average person, but who would have thought that after consuming the Great Rejuvenation Pill, he would be completely transformed from the inside out, and his cultivation talent would be incredibly monstrous.
In less than two years, he went from a Third-Rate martial artist to the Peak Super-First-Rate, and he even achieved this level by practicing external martial arts.
This made Zhao Dachui feel very unbalanced. You see, he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and with all the resources at his disposal, he had worked hard for more than ten years to reach the peak of the Peak Super-First-Rate. But who would have thought that someone else would catch up with him in less than two years?
Isn't that infuriating?
It's true what they say: comparing goods will make you throw them away, comparing people will drive you crazy!
"In terms of cultivation, I'm at the Peak Super-First-Rate. However, in terms of true strength, I can fight to a draw against the Grandmaster Realm expert who hasn't grasped the Martial Arts Intent Realm. Of course, if I had a suitable weapon, I'm confident I could defeat him."
Wang Hao did not hide anything in this regard and spoke directly about it.
He used High Person Linghui as the benchmark. Although the old monk had the cultivation of Peak Grandmaster, his strength had declined due to his old age. In addition, he was not very good at fighting, so his combat power was only equivalent to a Late Grandmaster Level who had not comprehended the Martial Dao Intent Realm.
He is now confident that High Person Linghui can truly fight Linghui to a draw, and if he had a suitable sword, his combat power would be greatly enhanced.
Of course, he was referring to ordinary Grandmaster Realm experts.
True geniuses who have grasped powerful Martial Dao Intent Realm are still very difficult to deal with, as are those martial artists who follow the ancient path of Qi Refinement.
For example, Dongfang Bai has now broken through to the Grandmaster Realm through external martial arts, truly embarking on the cultivation path of the pre-Qin Qi Refinement. Although he has not seen that girl again yet, he can still imagine what it's like.
So, we still need to play it safe and develop our strength for a while, and we absolutely cannot be reckless!
After chatting with Zhao Dachui for a while, Wang Hao, without alerting anyone, followed a secret passage to a place not far from the Martial Repository Pavilion. He also brought several jars of fine wine that he had specially asked Zhao Dachui to prepare before entering the Martial Repository Pavilion.
"You're finally back!"
Elder Chu was swaying back and forth in his rocking chair, saw the several jars of fine wine that Wang Hao was carrying. His slightly narrowed old eyes lit up, but he quickly turned his gaze back to Wang Hao, and his expression became more surprised.
"You've completely mastered the External Training Golden Bell Shield? Hmm, and you've also practiced the Esoteric Sect Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art. What exactly have you been through out there for the past year?"
Elder Chu was so shocked that he stood up and stared at Wang Hao with disbelief.
It wasn't that his mental cultivation was insufficient, but rather that Wang Hao's achievements were simply too astonishing.
Leaving aside the External Training Golden Bell Shield, the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art is notoriously slow to cultivate, especially since Wang Hao seems to be practicing the most primitive version, which makes the progress even slower.
But this kid has actually cultivated the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art to such a level. Even if his talent is heaven-defying, there's no way he could be so defying!
"Hehe... I've had some good luck this past year, and some amazing encounters!"
He smiled modestly again, still not intending to elaborate on the matter.
"Alright, there's no need to pretend here. Go back to normal!"
After examining Wang Hao more closely, Elder Chu seemed to have figured something out and chuckled as he scolded him.
"Nothing can be hidden from Elder Chu all!"
With a chuckle, Wang Hao released the suppression of the Thousand Faces Divine Technique's power. Immediately, amidst a series of cracking sounds from his joints, his originally nine-foot-tall, burly body suddenly grew a bit taller, becoming about ten feet tall.
His body was covered in bulging muscles, like a demonic muscle man, making him look even more ferocious.
"..."
Speechless, Elder Chu didn't know what to say when he saw Wang Hao's drastically changed appearance.
He had indeed noticed that Wang Hao was maintaining the Thousand Faces Divine Technique, but he only thought that his muscles had become more developed through training. Who would have thought that even his frame had grown so much?
How exactly did this guy cultivate?
" Elder Chu, the sect leader asked me to stay here for a while. I apologize for disturbing you!"
Stretching his muscles and bones, which had been suppressed for a long time, Wang Hao chuckled and explained Zhao Fengxue's arrangements, while his eyes occasionally glanced at the staircase leading to the upper level of the Martial Repository Pavilion.
He was quite envious of the martial arts techniques in the Martial Repository Pavilion, after all, it was the accumulation of the Blood Robe Tower over the past hundred years, and even had some support from the imperial court. It had hundreds of First-Rate martial arts techniques and thousands of Second-rate.
He himself had no interest in these martial arts manuals, but he could send them to Dongfang Bai in exchange for Fortune Points!
These first- or second-rate martial arts techniques may only be worth one or ten points, which seems like a small amount, but little by little, with the resources within the Martial Repository Pavilion, they can definitely be exchanged for two or three thousand Fortune Points.
That's a considerable sum of money!