Have all the civilians been evacuated?
Hearing the commotion on the ship, Wang Hao asked without turning his head.
"The people within a hundred miles of the Bohai Sea coast have all been evacuated inland by boat across the Yellow River, while those living a hundred miles away have been moved back a hundred miles and settled in cities."
The Wheel-Turning King, who had boarded the ship, respectfully reported that he dared not underestimate this young man who was much younger than him.
He dared to draw his sword and fight him when they first met, but now, facing this boy, he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword. The terrifying aura that the boy unintentionally exuded made him tremble with fear.
This kid is too strong, strong enough to kill him instantly.
"That's barely enough!"
Wang Hao nodded, somewhat satisfied with the result.
The impact range of a typhoon is generally only two or three hundred kilometers, which translates to about five or six hundred miles in the world.
The Bohai Sea is already quite large, and with the additional two hundred li of open space around it, it's barely enough.
Meanwhile, the typhoon's greatest force is in its core area, while the wind force on the outer periphery is not very strong. With sufficient preparation, it is possible to barely withstand it.
It's truly remarkable that the Old Zhu Household was able to accomplish this in just three days. Keep in mind that this was in ancient times, when mobility was extremely limited and even roads were often impassable, making the evacuation of civilians incredibly difficult.
Fortunately, the Bohai Sea, along with the Yellow River Basin and the Beijing–Hangzhou Grand Canal, attracted countless merchant ships to the area. These ships were all used to transport people to safety, which greatly reduced the pressure on transportation.
Of course, this also required the help of various local powers; at this critical juncture, no one dared to play any tricks.
" Sword Saint, the second batch of medicinal herbs has arrived. Would you like us to bring them in for you?"
Looking at the empty cabin, Wheel-Turning King was somewhat puzzled.
This was the second time he had transported medicinal herbs here. Last time, he had filled the ship's hold to the brim, but how come all the herbs had disappeared in just two days?
However, he was also sensible enough to know what he should and shouldn't ask, and this was clearly not something he should know.
"Kindness!"
Wang Hao nodded slightly, but still didn't turn around, staring straight at the distant horizon.
He can now see the typhoon appearing on the distant sea, almost filling the entire field of vision. Judging by its size, it covers an area of about six or seven hundred miles, making it a super typhoon.
Although the distance was still far, the strong winds had already swept over. If Wang Hao hadn't brought a huge rock to use as an anchor and dropped it into the sea, the ship would probably have been blown away.
Knowing that time was of the essence, Wheel-Turning King did not dare to delay. With a wave of his hand, the personnel who had been prepared on another ship hurriedly carried sacks into Wang Hao's cabin.
These people were all Grandmaster Realm, but at this moment they were only used as porters, and the sacks were naturally filled with the precious medicinal herbs they had collected.
These medicinal herbs didn't just come from the Old Zhu Household; they were also donated by various forces. Otherwise, even with the Old Zhu Household's vast wealth, it would have been difficult to gather so many precious medicinal herbs in such a short time.
" Sword Saint, we take our leave!"
After transporting the medicinal herbs, Wheel-Turning King bid farewell to Wang Hao, and the group steered their ship swiftly towards the mouth of the Yellow River.
Although they also wanted to see up close how this Peerless Sword Saint resisted the might of the hurricane, they were unfortunately not strong enough. If they got too close, they would definitely be swept into the eye of the hurricane, and then they would truly be doomed.
Faced with such a Scourge, even Xiantian Grandmaster would have to kneel; they certainly wouldn't be foolish!
However, you can't see it from the Bohai Sea itself, but you can go to the coast to see it; they've already prepared everything there.
Not only did the powerful members of the Old Zhu Household gather on the shore of the Bohai Sea to watch, but powerful figures from all over the Central Plains also rushed over. After all, this was an earth-shattering battle in which human strength resisted the might of heaven, and it was not to be missed.
Even the martial arts world of the grasslands sent some lamas to hide on a mountaintop to observe.
Of course, the first to arrive were the eight patriarchs of the Confucian School. After all, some of them had once hunted down that Peerless Sword Saint, and the two sides could be considered mortal enemies. Moreover, at that time, the Peerless Sword Saint, Dugu Jian, was not very strong.
They were significantly weaker than the other Tribulation Lords of the Ten Directions, and with six ancient swords in hand, they were not particularly wary.
However, he is, after all, a peerless genius of the overseas martial arts world, and was even chosen by the Great Heavenly Demon as one of the Tribulation Lords of the Ten Directions of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Cult, so he must have extraordinary abilities.
They also wanted to see how much the Peerless Sword Saint had grown during this time!
"Ha! The audience is all here!"
After having Xiao Mengmeng scan him, Wang Hao's lips curled into a mysterious smile.
His reasons for choosing to fight against the Scourge were twofold: firstly, the two reasons mentioned earlier; and secondly, he wanted to put on another show and completely fool the powerful figures in the Central Plains.
As long as I demonstrate unimaginable strength, I can put tremendous pressure on those martial arts forces, and they will naturally do everything they can to improve themselves.
Feeling their own insignificance, they will spontaneously band together for mutual support, and forming an alliance will be a natural thing. After such an operation, the side quest to make Dongfang Bai the leader of the martial arts alliance will be completed.
Although he doesn't care about those Fortune Points now, he doesn't want to fail the mission and have his Fortune Points deducted instead.
After a moment of random thoughts, Wang Hao glanced at the rapidly approaching typhoon, took a deep breath, and then stored all the medicinal herbs that had been moved from the ship's cabin into his own Spirit Sea Space, leaving some behind to devour.
He hasn't been idle these past few days either, constantly consuming large amounts of medicinal herbs to generate Innate Qi, and then using that Innate Qi to condense and store Origin Core.
At this moment, he had condensed over a thousand Origin Core, each Origin Core being equivalent to all of his innate Innate Qi.
After all, Scourge like typhoons are too powerful, and the limited reserves available on the ground are simply not enough, so preparations need to be made in advance.
While there was still some time, Wang Hao frantically stuffed the medicinal herbs into his mouth, using his powerful internal organs to quickly digest them and transform them into his own Innate Qi.
Although doing so would waste at least 30% of the medicine's potency, there was no time to worry about that at such a critical moment.
Finally, before the typhoon arrived, Wang Hao swallowed all the medicinal herbs that had been delivered for replenishing his Qi, transforming them into Innate Qi and condensing them into Origin Core, which he stored in his body's acupoints.
The second batch of medicinal herbs was ten times more than the first batch. Although a lot was wasted due to the rough refining process, it allowed him to condense more than eight thousand Origin Core again.
"We can finally begin!"
Wang Hao, his face pale, looked at the typhoon that was ten miles ahead and breathed a sigh of relief.
The secret method for condensing the Origin Core was originally created by him to help people break through to the Innate Realm. This Origin Core structure is unstable and cannot last, so it needs to be suppressed with Divine Sense.
He now has nearly ten thousand Origin Core stored in his body, and even though he has cultivated Innate Divine Sense and the suppression of True Spirit Sword Intent, he still feels very strained.
If he can no longer suppress these Origin Core and they erupt, even if his physical body is strong, he will be blown to pieces.
So he's really going to risk his life now!
"Uncle, are you really going to your death?"
Xiao Mengmeng suddenly spoke up, clearly not optimistic about Wang Hao's plan.
If Wang Hao were to advance to the Celestial Person Realm and be able to mobilize the power of this world, he might be able to confront the typhoon Scourge head-on, but right now he's far from capable of that.
"Can't you say something nice? And now, please call me the Warcraft Blademaster Samuro!"
Wang Hao rolled his eyes in annoyance, then stared at the approaching Scourge with an air of arrogance.
As a well-rounded individual of the new era, he had played almost every mainstream game on Earth, with Devil Beast Struggle for Supremacy being his favorite single-player game.
In the game Devil Beast Struggle for Supremacy III, his favorite character is the Orc Sword Saint. His three basic skills, Wind Walk, Critical Strike, and Mirror Image, are all quite powerful, especially his ultimate skill, Bladestorm, which is absolutely Haki.
Previously, I could only enjoy these skills on the computer, but now that I've come to this world and am a master of imitation, it would be a shame not to replicate these skills.
He couldn't handle the Wind Walk and Mirror Image, but he could try this Critical Strike.
But that's all for the future. Right now, what he needs to copy is the Sword Saint's ultimate move— Bladestorm!
" Bladestorm!"
With a clear whistle, hundreds of Origin Core within his body were released, and vast Innate Qi surged into his dantian. Through the Fish Intestine Peerless Sword within the dantian, it was transformed into a special sword Qi, which then surged out of his body.
With the blessing of the Bloodline Divine Ability power of Wind Transformation, these sword energies transformed into a whirlwind as soon as they appeared outside his body, enveloping Wang Hao and then evolving into the shape of a tornado.
At this moment, Wang Hao closed his eyes, maximized his perception, and activated his Dao Comprehension Function to perform a mock deduction of the Bladestorm.
That's right, he didn't actually replicate the complete Bladestorm.
Given the limited time available, even with the Wind Transformation Divine Ability, it would still be difficult for him to replicate a powerful ultimate move like Bladestorm.
Not to mention that his Bladestorm is supposed to contend with Scourge like typhoons, which is an exceptionally high requirement.
Therefore, he needs to conduct a simulated simulation on-site, using the surrounding environment to continuously increase the power of the Bladestorm.
Currently, his Wind Transformation Divine Ability Innate Qi into a tornado shape. Even if he accumulates nearly ten thousand Origin Core and unleashes them all, it can only form a tornado with a range of a thousand feet at most.
Although this is not small in scale, it is far smaller than a typhoon that covers six or seven hundred miles.
Therefore, he needs to be able to use his own sword energy tornado as a foundation to draw in external wind forces to form a more powerful tornado, or even to autonomously form a typhoon to fight against the coming typhoon Scourge.
Now he needs to deduce a method to draw in external wind force, and just as the typhoon is getting closer, the external wind force is getting stronger and stronger, allowing him to better utilize the force.
While Wang Hao continued to simulate and demonstrate the Bladestorm, the martial arts experts hiding on the shores of the Bohai Sea gradually grew impatient.
In their view, the ship Wang Hao was on was about to be swallowed up by the main body of the hurricane. Once swallowed up, even if the other party was a peerless genius of the overseas martial arts world, he would probably die without a chance of survival, let alone fight against the typhoon.
The eight Confucian School patriarchs wore cold smiles. They had never believed that the Peerless Sword Saint possessed the strength to contend with the might of the Hurricane Heaven, and now it seemed that this was indeed the case. This person had probably only wanted to trick them out of their precious medicinal herbs from the Central Plains for cultivation.
So he's a fraudster, and he's probably already hidden in the sea and escaped.
But his cold smile didn't last long before he was frozen in shock by what he saw in the distance.
A whirlwind suddenly emerged from the ship and took shape, soon transforming into a tornado tens of feet in size and hundreds of feet in height.
The terrifying Sword Intent emanating from it could be clearly sensed even from dozens of miles away, which made them recall the records of that Sword Demon in their own family's ancient texts.
Could it be that the Peerless Sword Saint has already reached that level?