Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 145 Chaos: The Promotion of Strength

Chapter 145 Chaos: The Promotion of Strength

Lu Qi was overjoyed and said, “Haha, it seems that you’ve really decided to give up Ding Hao, right?”

Pan Dongliu nodded, “A daredevil who was fighting with Mu Tianyang has been already a dead person. There is no value for wooing back. Since Guan Feidu and other people want him, just leave him to them. They’ll try their best to train him and then he’ll give them a cat-and-dog life. Our goal is the twenty lineage warriors, especially Yuan Tiangang, Xie Jieyu and Feng Ning who are our priority to rope in.”

Yin Yifei suddenly rejoiced and smiled smugly, “Please ask Senior Brother Dongliu to tell the master. Just rest assured that Yuan Tiangang is already ours. We’ll also investigate clearly all the information of Xie Jieyu and Feng Ning. They are only rookies. Hehe, as long as we suit the remedy to the case, they will definitely go to us for shelter.”

“Well, that is good,” Pan Dongliu breathed a sigh of relief and warned again. “The lineage warrior is the real potential one and the master of future of the world, so don’t be careless. People over there will also take action, and you should never be preempted by them.”

“Senior Brother Dongliu, don’t worry. We won’t let you down.” Yin Yifei and Lu Qi both promised faithfully.

“Great! The master asks you to pay attention to Li Muyun, Liang Feixue and other people in Central Academy of white shirts,” Pan Dongliu then mentioned several names of ordinary disciples and continued seriously. “Now there is sinkhole around Mountain Xiyan in Snow Province, where a mysterious sect of antiquity times appeared. The attention of various major sects and other influences are attracted to this issue. The master has personally led experts to head to Mountain Xiyan, so he has no time to mind other things. So you must not let him down!”

After saying that, Fandong disappeared with his golden flame sweeping past.

“Hahaha, since the master decided not to rope in Ding Hao, then we can get some trouble for this little guy.” Yin Yifei laughed.

Luqi frowned, “But the old monster...”

A hint of the haze crawled across Yin Yifei’s eyes and he said, “That’s okay. We only need to make little trouble for him so as to delay his cultivation. After three years, you can borrow Mu Tian’s knife to kill him. And I suspect that the mysterious expert that appeared in the forest that day was not the old monster, Qi Qingshan.”

“But that poem...”

“Just a poem. It means nothing. We didn’t see any mysterious expert that day. What if Ding Hao just happens to hear something like that poem and pretends to know something?”

“It makes sense if you say that. After all, after the old monster raised that big stink, he hasn’t been involved in mutual schism for so many years. How could he suddenly care a small nominal disciple?” Lu Qi’s eyes lit up.

“So, we have to have a try first. It’d better not be found it all fake by me. Otherwise, I will let Ding Hao die miserably.” Yin Yifei, as a three-generation core disciple who ranked high, was very angry for the first time because of this little nominal disciple.

“So what should we do next?” Lu Qi said.

“Isn’t Yuan Tiangang already ours? He is a bloodline disciple who he has a distinguished identity. Let him make trouble for Ding Hao first. Even if he does not kill Ding Hao, he can always make him half-dead. Let the little chop know that some people are not the one he can offend. Hehe, don’t tell me the old monster could be involved in the conflicts among low-level disciples, couldn’t he?”

Yin Yifei looked insidious.

...

After attending the election of selecting the Head, there were no other schedules in the afternoon.

Ding Hao, Zhang Fan, Fang Tianyi, and people stayed in the marital house to cultivate the sword for a while and privately asked Zhang Fan about some of the tricks of archery. Ding Hao returned to his residence.

Last time he bought a batch of exquisite flying knives in Cauldron-forging Hall, and then Ding Hao always wanted to cultivate a hidden weapon he was adept at. Now he finally got time to study it.

With Ding Hao’s strength of four-apertured Martial Disciple Realm, he randomly threw out the flying knives. Within 50 steps, he had no problem to shoot the static goal, but he still had difficulty in hitting the target every time without a miss in face of any opponents like in the fictions of the previous life.

So he asked Zhang Fan about some of the tricks of shooting, and tried to integrate the tricks into the technique of flying knives.

After practicing for a while in the yard, Ding Hao faintly opened the way.

“The technique of hidden weapon also requires a secret manual to practice. There is no attainment in working behind closed doors. Unfortunately, there is no such a secret manual in this area. It seems that I have to take time to spend Contribution Point and go to the library of the Sect to pick a manual of secret weapon.”

Ding Hao made up his mind, wiped up all the flying knives and went to the room.

In the past few days, he has cultivated a lot as Qi in his body surged. The four apertures in his lower dantian have achieved the realm of “crystal clear, quite full”. Ding Hao knew this was the premonition of breaking through the realm and it couldn’t be suppressed anymore.

Sitting cross-legged on the rush cushion in the living room, he closed his eyes and quickly entered a state of emptiness, operating “Taixuan Sword-seeking Scripture”. He began to guide Qi to impact the fifth aperture, Shenmen Aperture, of “the First Scripture of Shaoyin” under the abdomen.

Ice and snow Qi surged.

A series of crystal clear white beautiful snowflakes began to form a little bit around Ding Hao’s body, and then slowly swirled around Ding Hao, like white elves guarding Ding Hao.

It was like forming a layer of ice and snow rotating armor around Ding Hao.

Such a mysterious sign appeared for the first time.

This was one of the characteristics of Ding Hao’s strength improving and gradually starting to reach a higher level.

With the improvement of warriors’ strength, they would gradually instinctively produce a defensive state to avoid interference and attack of external forces when operating. The higher the strength, the stronger the defensive state would be.

It was said that experts above the primordial would produce a defensive shield of Qi by instinct after entering a meditative state, and even magic weapons couldn’t break it open.

Nowadays, Ding Hao’s strength had not yet reached that level, and the cold Qi circle generated was condensed. If Ding Hao was one meter away from it, there would be no slight abnormality. It could only be considered as a shield but only as a rudiment, so there was no worrying in destroying houses.

As time went by, Ding Hao became brightly glittering and translucent.

The four dazzling light spots on his lower abdomen, middle abdomen, right ribs, and right chest cast silver radiance as a visible power like a surge of lights was gradually accumulated in the fifth light spot and the lights became stronger.

Suddenly—

Boom!

A visible blast wave centering on Ding Hao spread out in all directions.

The lights finally connected the fifth light spot.

All in one go.

Ding Hao’s black hair flew in the air like waterfalls as his clothes rustled, floating all sides.