"Interesting! Absolutely interesting!"
Feeling Wang Hao's rapidly improving cultivation level, Kui was extremely surprised, especially after sensing that the body tempering technique Wang Hao used was roughly similar to the inheritance he had passed on. He was even more shocked, followed by ecstatic joy.
The secret technique he used was mainly to help Wang Hao undergo a complete transformation, enhance his physical talents, and make future cultivation easier.
In essence, this is about increasing bloodline concentration. Basically, all Jiuli Tribe warriors will expend their own essence and blood energy to cleanse the bodies of their offspring after birth, enhancing their innate potential.
However, Wang Hao was an orphan with no elders, so he didn't receive such treatment, which resulted in his consistently poor aptitude.
This secret baptism doesn't significantly enhance physical strength; at most, it allows Wang Hao to accelerate the absorption of excess essence and blood energy through his own cultivation technique, using it to temper his body.
In other words, all of this was orchestrated by Wang Hao himself. More importantly, this little guy actually grasped the most basic part of the cultivation technique in such a short time.
This level of comprehension is nothing short of monstrous!
In this way, Wang Hao quickly broke through to the Second Tier, then the Third Tier, and finally stopped at the limit of the Third Tier.
It's not that he can't continue to break through, but this method is ultimately a shortcut and has considerable hidden dangers. He must master it as soon as possible in order to make further progress.
It was only because his own cultivation level was high enough that he was able to persist until the limit of the Third Tier; otherwise, it would have been troublesome.
His Third Tier limit cultivation was far inferior to Kui's Fourth Tier Earth Realm cultivation, and there was even a fundamental difference between them. Therefore, even if he broke through to the Third Tier limit, the essence blood energy he consumed was only one percent of Kui's.
Even so, this was only a fraction of the essence and blood that remained after Kui's death in a fierce battle.
This demonstrates the immense energy of the blood essence of the Earth Realm expert, and also reflects their Earth Realm strength.
Wang Hao didn't want to waste this essence energy, so he quickly roared, "Uncle Kui, help me cultivate the Totem Mark!"
Kui himself held a high position in Jiang City, and because he was responsible for forging a large number of armors and weapons for the frontline soldiers, he possessed a considerable amount of knowledge and secret techniques, including a Totem Mark.
This is a mark imprinted on the skin, which can be seen as a simplified version of a totem pole. It possesses many incredible powers, one of which is to store excess essence and blood energy, allowing one to last longer in battle.
Kui didn't say much, but tried his best to calm his own essence and blood energy so that Wang Hao could slowly absorb and refine it.
According to his estimate, even if he helps Wang Hao complete his transformation, it will only consume at most Issei of his current essence and blood energy, and the remaining essence and blood energy will undoubtedly be wasted.
Rather than letting it waste away, it's better to let this kid cultivate it into Totem Mark and seal it away.
Although he was very curious about how Wang Hao could comprehend such an advanced secret technique as the Totem Mark, he was too lazy to ask since he was about to die.
Anyway, this kid is from their War King Clan, so there's no point in asking too many questions since they're all on their side.
As his essence and blood energy continued to decrease, a complex and mysterious totem pattern gradually appeared on Wang Hao's vest.
"Kid, looks like you have a secret too! Just keep living!"
Finally, Kui left behind a single sentence before his consciousness vanished, returning to nothingness completely, not even his soul remained.
His injuries were far too severe, not only physical but also spiritual, which was the most fatal. Otherwise, with Kui's cultivation level, even if he were smashed to pieces, as long as his soul was intact, he could still reassemble his body.
This is what makes Earth Realm experts so terrifying.
However, the Yellow Emperor Tribe also created a secret weapon specifically designed to attack the soul of the Jiuli Tribe's physical cultivators, and it was this weapon that caused Kui to stumble.
Without the restraint of the essence and blood energy, the mysterious energy remaining on the wounds of his body surged, and in the blink of an eye, his withered body turned into dust.
That's precisely the viciousness of that method!
"Uncle Kui, I will live!"
Taking a deep breath, Wang Hao solemnly pledged his life, and then began searching inside the blacksmith's shop.
The city had already been looted by the Yellow Emperor Tribe when Jiang City fell, with key locations such as the blacksmith's shop being the primary targets.
Therefore, all the finished weapons and armor, and even the most precious artifacts, in the blacksmith's shop were looted, leaving only some junk.
Of course, these were only trash compared to those Earth Realm Heaven Realm experts. To Wang Hao, they were all extraordinary treasures, and even more so, an important guarantee for his survival after entering the Death Warrior Camp.
After quickly taking stock of the blacksmith shop and getting a general idea of its condition, Wang Hao decisively left. Following Xiao Mengmeng's previous search, he circled around the shop and ended up with dozens of storage bags in his hands.
Although Jiang City fell, the Yellow Emperor Tribe's tribe also suffered considerable losses in the ensuing street fighting.
The battle had just ended, and the people of the Yellow Emperor Tribe had not yet had time to thoroughly clean up the battlefield, so the corpses of the ordinary soldiers remained on the battlefield.
What Wang Hao valued were the storage bags these people carried. Although they were only the lowest-grade storage bags, the sheer number of them was enough to take away everything left in the blacksmith's shop.
"Forty storage bags of various low-grade ores, eight storage bags of unfinished divine weapons, thirteen storage bags of defective divine weapons, and one storage bag of forging tools."
After briefly taking stock of his spoils, Wang Hao decisively strode out.
He didn't have much time left; he had to join the Death Warrior Camp before nightfall, or he would definitely be captured by the guards of the Yellow Emperor Tribe, which would be disastrous.
Although Jiang City is very large, spanning tens of thousands of miles, it's impossible to hide from such a powerful figure; they have plenty of ways to find him.
Without daring to linger, Wang Hao ran all the way and soon arrived at a registration point for the Death Warrior Camp.
Upon arriving at this registration point, Wang Hao encountered an acquaintance, causing his heart to sink.
"Ha! Kid, I didn't know you had any backbone!"
The Death Warrior Camp was established by the Yellow Emperor Tribe as a means of controlling the Jiuli Tribe.
After all, although the Jiuli Tribe had been defeated, there were still many strong individuals within its ranks. If they were allowed to remain, trouble would inevitably ensue.
Therefore, it would be best to gather them together. Coincidentally, they also need manpower to suppress the countless Ferocious Beast on the border. This would not only suppress the Ferocious Beast but also deplete the strong warriors of the Jiuli Tribe, achieving multiple benefits in one fell swoop. It is certainly something that should be handled properly.
One of the people in charge of the registration point for this Death Warrior Camp happened to be the same person who was led by the powerful guard of the Yellow Emperor Tribe. He was the same tiger knight who threw him the plaster dagger and jokingly told him to castrate himself.
Because they had just met this morning, the Tiger Knight hadn't forgotten Wang Hao's appearance and recognized him at first glance.
Although they were somewhat surprised by Wang Hao's sudden surge in cultivation, they did not pay it any mind.
In the Primordial Great World, there are countless opportunities. Not to mention breaking through to the Mortal Realm Third Tier in half a day, there are even many great opportunities to become a powerful expert in the Earth Realm or even the Heaven Realm in an instant.
Clearly, this kid got a stroke of luck, but that's about it.
"The men of the Zhanwang War King Clan of the Jiuli Tribe only die standing, never live kneeling!"
Wang Hao stubbornly replied.
This registration point for the Death Warrior Camp has gathered many powerful warriors from the Jiuli Tribe. With so many compatriots present, he is not afraid of that fierce tiger knight.
Otherwise, if the other party makes an unreasonable move, it will surely anger these powerful individuals. If a riot breaks out, even if this guy isn't killed on the spot, he will definitely not escape punishment from the Yellow Emperor Tribe afterward.
After all, the Yellow Emperor Tribe would not risk a backlash from the Human Race Fortune by carrying out a massacre, especially since they had already largely won the victory.
Otherwise, if the anger of the Jiuli Tribe is provoked, the unification of the Yellow Emperor Tribe's tribe will be impossible, and no one can bear the responsibility for that.
Even if they wanted to weaken the Jiuli Tribe, they could only do so indirectly through the Death Warrior Camp.
"Well said! You truly are a man of the War King Clan. If you encounter any trouble here in the future, just call upon the name of Lie Fu!"
A burly man with a missing right arm stood up and looked at Wang Hao with admiration, clearly appreciating his words.
" Lie Fu, he's not qualified to join this Death Warrior Camp!"
With a sinister smile, the Tiger Knight retorted, clearly harboring a grudge against the Lie Fu, and even looking at Wang Hao with some displeasure.
Although he can't openly take action, he can still use some tricks within the rules.
It's important to know that joining his Death Warrior Camp requires at least a Fourth Tier level of strength; this is a strict requirement.
If he fails to enter the Death Warrior Camp, that kid will definitely be taken away by that person, castrated, and made into a eunuch.
He would rather have this tough kid die in the Death Warrior Camp than have him humiliated by being castrated.
Lie Fu's face also turned ugly, his only fist clenched tightly, but more than anything, he felt helpless.
Indeed, he was well aware of the current situation and knew that within the rules, the Yellow Emperor Tribe would not dare to push them too far. Therefore, they could still do some things within the rules, but only within the rules.
Seeing Lie Fu's frustrated and angry expression, the Tiger Knight's smile grew even more smug, but the smile didn't last long before it froze on his face.
"Sorry, I couldn't suppress it and it broke through. Can I join the Death Warrior Camp here now?"
Wang Hao grinned as he broke through to the Fourth Tier.
During the initial period of his journey, he was adapting to and adjusting to the increased physical strength. Because his cultivation level was already high enough, and this time it was simply a matter of his body being tempered and strengthened, adapting and adjusting was not difficult.
Therefore, there shouldn't be any major problem with breaking through again now.
"My cultivation level is up to par, but I don't know if my strength is enough!"
With a cold glare at Wang Hao, the Tiger Knight waved to a young soldier behind him and said, " Qing Ming, test his strength, just don't kill him!"
The meaning behind these words was clearly not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Lie Fu and the others glared angrily, but more than that, they felt helpless.
Since this kind of assessment is within the rules, they have no excuse to stop it.
"Little guy, go back. He's not someone you can handle!"
Lie Fu offered Wang Hao a helpless word of advice.
They were well aware of Qing Ming's strength; in fact, many of them had been tested by him before.
Although that guy was also at the Fourth Tier of cultivation, his Sword Dao was quite profound, and he was not someone that a newbie like Wang Hao, who had just broken through to the Fourth Tier, could deal with.
It wouldn't be good if their limbs were severed, or even their cultivation was destroyed.
"I wanted to go back too, but I'm too handsome. The people of the Yellow Emperor Tribe coveted my good looks. If I didn't join the Death Warrior Camp, I'd be castrated and become a transvestite. So I had no choice but to risk it all!"
With a helpless sigh, Wang Hao gave a brief explanation to Lie Fu and the others, then stared intently at Qing Ming, whose face was filled with murderous intent, before looking at the mocking Tiger Knight.
"Well, as you can see, I just broke through to a higher cultivation level. If I lose control of my strength and accidentally kill that guy, it wouldn't be good. So let's not fight, to avoid ruining our relationship!"
Wang Hao rubbed his hands together, looking quite troubled.
The guy opposite him, named Qing Ming, had a murderous look on his face, clearly prepared to deal a heavy blow. He wouldn't show mercy to an enemy like this.
However, the Yellow Emperor Tribe currently holds the advantage, and he must deal with the troubles before the war begins to prevent the Tiger Knight from finding an excuse to attack.
"Fine, you don't have to do it. Go back and castrate yourself. I'll check later, and if you're not properly castrated, don't blame me for casting you a second time!"
The Tiger Knight's mocking sneer remained; he was clearly confident he had this kid who had given him a hard time today.