"Daoyuan Mountain, Direct Disciple Chu Hao, ninth-level Qi Gathering. Who dares to fight?"
Chu Hao stepped onto the Dao Discussion Platform, his gaze sweeping across the cloud boats in the sky without a trace of fear in his eyes.
There was, in fact, an amusing story about him from when he first entered the sect ten years ago.
Chu Hao possessed an affinity for both the fire and wood paths, and he had originally been a cultivation seedling favored by the Myriad Transformation Sect.
However, the cloud boat carrying their batch of children back to the mountain had encountered trouble midway.
By sheer coincidence, it was spotted by an elder from Daoyuan Mountain, who had been recruiting disciples.
The Daoyuan Mountain elder seized the opportunity to give a lavish praise here and a sharp jab there. Then, amid the curses of the Myriad Transformation Sect elder, he sweet-talked the children aboard his own cloud boat.
Thus, through a twist of fate, Chu Hao entered Daoyuan Mountain.
Daoyuan Mountain was famed for its Wind and Thunder Arts, but that did not mean it lacked inheritances of the other Five Elements.
At the mountain, Chu Hao had also learned Spiritual Cultivation Techniques of the fire and wood paths.
There was naturally nothing to criticize about his talent. It was only a pity that he entered the Dao somewhat late at thirteen; otherwise, he would certainly have reached Qi Gathering Perfection by now.
Moreover, in a sense, Daoyuan Mountain had truly picked up a tremendous bargain by taking him in, gaining a disciple of exceptional talent.
But for Chu Hao himself, it truly meant losing an opportunity to receive the guidance of a renowned master.
Whoosh—
A beam of moonlight fell, and from the cloud boat of the Northwest Four Sects, a white-robed