- Chapter 107 I also have my own methods

At the scene, the two Old Ancestors looked at each other.

Xie Hao sneered, "Old man Guo, being old doesn't mean you're strong."

"Before, you relied on being older than me to suppress me."

"But some Realms are simply not something that can be achieved by age."

As he spoke, he directly unleashed the Divine Might unique to an Earth Profound Realm expert.

"I've been in seclusion for a hundred years, and now I've stepped into the Earth Profound Realm. Do you still have the courage to fight me now?"

He stood proudly in the sky.

His eyes were filled with arrogance!

And he indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

After all, an Earth Profound Realm Cultivation had already surpassed a Holy Land Sect Master, reaching the level of a Holy Land Old Ancestor.

In today's world, looking at the entire Eastern Region, there really weren't many whose Cultivation was higher than his.

In response, Guo Shijie laughed, "It's as if I'm not an Earth Profound Realm expert too."

"Boom..."

As his body moved, a powerful Aura stirred up gusts of wind, as if to tear through the sky.

The two Earth Profound Realm experts faced each other, their terrifying Aura like two great mountains pressing down on everyone's hearts.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you would also step into this Realm."

Xie Hao's expression became grim.

"However, there are also gaps between experts of the same level."

"Let me measure how much substance your Earth Profound Realm expert has."

The next moment, Xie Hao moved.

This movement was like a mountain suppressing down, carrying terrifying Divine Might, as if to shatter the earth.

The Divine Might of an Earth Profound Realm expert was terrifying to such an extent, and this was evident from this.

Facing this destructive blow, Guo Shijie casually struck out with a palm.

In an instant, the surrounding Void Realm directly exploded, and a palm print streaked across the heavens and earth in all directions.

It was like a Divine palm.

This was precisely the King-level Mystic Technique given by Zhong Qing—Void Palm!

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and Xie Hao was directly sent flying by a single palm strike.

Blood, as if worthless, stained a section of the sky.

Everyone originally thought this would be a Dragon-Tiger struggle, yet who would have thought that the victor would be decided in a single exchange?

"Bang..."

As his body heavily fell to the ground.

Xie Hao's face was filled with shock.

"What Mysterious Skill is that?"

He had originally thought that with the opponent's talent, even if he broke through to the Earth Profound Realm, there would still be a certain gap between them.

However, the level of his Mysterious Skill was more than one grade higher than the one he used.

He lost!

And it was a crushing defeat.

Guo Shijie clasped his hands behind his back and said with a calm smile, "Want to learn? Join Heaven Cloud Sect, and I'll teach you!"

"Wishful thinking!"

Xie Hao said with hatred.

"Do you think I, who established the great Hao Han Sect and made a name for myself in the Eastern Region, only have these few tricks?"

As he said this, his Aura became somewhat ethereal and profound.

These words made Guo Shijie a little more serious.

Just as everyone thought he was about to unleash some big move, Xie Hao directly shot up into the sky.

Accompanied by a voice full of unwillingness.

"I've noted this down. One day, what I've lost, I will personally reclaim."

Then, he simply flew away and disappeared.

Leaving behind a crowd of people looking at each other.

So, his trump card for dominating the Eastern Region... was to escape?

Above the clouds!

Xie Hao, who had escaped from the Heaven Cloud Sect branch, felt an endless desolation.

They all said that the world changes, and people's hearts change!

But having been in seclusion just once, he felt like he had become a lone wolf.

Now, he had a home he couldn't return to, and the power he had painstakingly built had become a dowry for others.

The more Xie Hao thought about it, the more unwilling he felt, and the more aggrieved he felt.

"This Old Ancestor has roamed his entire life, wise for a generation, and has never suffered such a great loss!"

His face was sinister, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"I must get this back."

But who was the real culprit who caused him to be unable to return home?

Sun Wanshan?

Heaven Cloud Sect?

Or the person Sun Wanshan mentioned who the Hao Han Sect couldn't afford to offend?

But did this person really exist?

Now, he urgently wanted to clarify the truth of Hao Han Sect's betrayal.

Soon, his eyes flashed, and he had an idea.

To say that Xie Hao could become an Old Ancestor of a Sect and had once established a formidable reputation, besides his own formidable strength, his methods were also extremely impressive.

Stealth and tracking were his specialties.

Especially since he also mastered a Soul Searching Secret Art, which could directly explore a person's memories.

Soon, after his extensive inquiries.

He finally learned the truth of the matter.

The Hao Han Sect had indeed offended someone named Zhong Qing.

And it was indeed this person who caused the Hao Han Sect to betray and surrender to the Heaven Cloud Sect!

But this Zhong Qing was merely a Peak Master of a second-rate Sect!

The result was somewhat unbelievable to him.

"So, the culprit who caused me, this Old Ancestor, to become a lone wolf, is actually a Peak Master of a second-rate Sect?"

In a forest, Xie Hao's face was severely distorted, and he was completely out of sorts!

After much thought, he still decided to go to Mufu Peak to investigate Zhong Qing's background.

He wanted to see what hidden circumstances there were.

Was this Zhong Qing truly as powerful as Sun Wanshan said, so much so that the Old Ancestors of the Three Great Holy Lands all respected him as their leader, or was it just an excuse Sun Wanshan casually made up after he discovered that Sun Wanshan and Heaven Cloud Sect were colluding?

Having made up his mind, Xie Hao directly shot up into the sky.

His goal was very clear.

Immortal River Sect, Mufu Peak!

...

At this moment, Zhong Qing did not know that he was being targeted.

After staying in Peng City for a few days, he returned to Mufu Peak.

Every day, he would Cultivate, read books, and watch his two Disciples' Cultivation grow day by day. Although life was plain, it was still quite promising.

He felt the progress of his Cultivation return.

"At this rate, perhaps in less than three days, I'll be able to advance further."

In the small courtyard, Zhong Qing lay horizontally on a hanging chair, muttering to himself.

His current Cultivation was in the Tianxuan Realm.

Tianxuan Realm experts were basically legendary existences in the Eastern Region.

This further step, even if looking at the entire world, would definitely be considered among the ranks of the strong.

The impending increase in Cultivation made Zhong Qing quite happy.

However, his talent in Alchemy made him a bit frantic.

He didn't know if it was due to poor talent or bad luck.

He had been refining Quenching God Pills for so long, but there hadn't been a single successful instance.

So, in this world, there was no such thing as perfection.

Even a life with a cheat had its own joys and sorrows.

For Zhong Qing, whether the refinement of the Quenching God Pill could succeed was almost becoming a persistent worry for him.

But after all, it was his hobby.

Slowly, it would eventually succeed.

Just keep grinding.

Pill Cauldron Pavilion!

As one of the Five Great Holy Lands, Pill Cauldron Pavilion was undoubtedly a representative of being detached from the world.

Compared to the other Four Great Holy Lands, the detachment of Pill Cauldron Pavilion was not only reflected in its strength but also in its financial resources.

The entire Pill Cauldron Pavilion was divided into five halls.

Each hall was constructed from Spirit Stones and artificially built.

From this, it could be seen that its level of extravagance was almost insane.

On a mountain peak.

A thatched hut seemed out of place with the surrounding crystal-clear Spirit Stone mountains.

If you thought this was an ordinary thatched hut, then you were greatly mistaken.

The thatch used to build the hut was dried grass made from top-grade Spiritual Plants.

The wood used to build the hut was also top-grade Spirit Wood.

Even the wooden table and chairs in front of the hut had an extraordinary origin.

They were made from a Ninth-grade Spirit Tree.

On the wooden table, two elderly men with immortal-like demeanor, youthful faces, and white hair were playing chess.

Those who could play chess in such a luxurious place, their identities were naturally extraordinary.

These two were Ye Qingshan, the Hall Master of Lingbao Hall, and Jun Xiaoyao, the Hall Master of Danbao Hall!

"I heard that Lingbao Hall recently acquired two Wang-level Divine Weapons?"

Jun Xiaoyao held a white piece and asked seemingly casually.

Ye Qingshan smiled wistfully.

"What? Envious?"

"I am a bit envious!"

Jun Xiaoyao admitted generously.

"After all, even in my Pill Cauldron Pavilion Holy Land, Wang-level Divine Weapons are not common."

"But compared to the rarity of Wang-level Divine Weapons, what I'm more concerned about is, who exactly is this person?"

"To be able to produce two Divine Weapons as payment, his identity is probably not ordinary!"

Ye Qingshan looked thoughtful.

"Old Xiaoyao, what do you mean?"

"If possible, we can pay more attention to him."

"Clatter!"

As Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, he placed the chess piece in his hand, and the Dragon-slaying formation was complete.

This game was considered over.

"Alright, it's getting late, I should go!"

Ye Qingshan cursed with a smile, "You always leave after winning, not caring about how others feel."

"If you don't change this habit, one day, you'll have no friends."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and left.

This made Ye Qingshan, who was originally in a good mood from acquiring two Wang-level Divine Weapons, feel a bit more depressed.

He put away the chessboard, then sat on the stone stool and gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine.

After a moment of contemplation, as if he had made a decision, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked into the backyard of the thatched hut.

Compared to the front yard of the thatched hut, the backyard was more spacious.

Two young men were Cultivating in the courtyard!

These two looked to be less than eighteen years old.

Yet, each of them possessed a considerable Cultivation.

"Grandpa!"

As Ye Qingshan arrived, the two stopped their Cultivation and bowed respectively.

Ye Qingshan came before his eldest grandson, Ye Chen.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Chen'er, there's no need for formalities. How was your Cultivation today?"

"Are there any questions you don't understand? Tell me, and Grandpa will enlighten you."

"Grandson's Cultivation has been quite smooth recently, and I haven't encountered any difficulties."

"Thank you for your concern, Grandpa!"

"Good, good!"

Ye Qingshan patted his shoulder and said with great satisfaction, "My eldest grandson's Cultivation talent is hailed as the best among the younger generation of Pill Cauldron Pavilion. In time, surpassing Grandpa is only a matter of time."

"But never be arrogant or complacent!"

"The path of Cultivation is like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you retreat."

"Maintaining this momentum and striving to be the best is what you should be doing right now."

"I will heed Grandpa's teachings!"

The young man next to Ye Chen, named Ye Zhen!

Seeing his grandpa and elder brother chatting animatedly, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

Since he could remember, Grandpa had always been so caring and meticulously guiding his elder brother.

It perfectly showed what it meant to have a virtuous grandfather and filial grandson.

However, despite being his grandpa's grandson, his treatment compared to Ye Chen's was like heaven and earth.

"Grandpa, I have a Cultivation problem that I'd like to ask about. Can you help me solve it?"

Ye Zhen gritted his teeth and bravely said.

He also wanted to experience the care and meticulous guidance from an elder, and wanted to be part of this harmonious atmosphere.

However, what greeted him was Ye Qingshan's cold voice.

"Didn't you see your brother and I talking? You have no manners!"

"Go away, if you have any questions, read more, listen more, and comprehend more on your own."

The expected scolding arrived as scheduled.

Even though he had already prepared himself for rejection.

But when Ye Qingshan's cold and unfeeling words came out, Ye Zhen only felt his heart bleeding.

He silently retreated to the side.

His eyes red, he turned his face away.

He gritted his teeth tightly, not letting the tears fall from his eyes.

Ye Qingshan didn't care about Ye Zhen's expression.

Instead, he called Ye Chen aside.

He said earnestly, "Chen'er, Lingbao Hall recently received two Wang-level Divine Weapons."

"I presume you already know about this."

"Do you think we should try to win over the original owner of these two Wang-level Divine Weapons?"

Ye Chen listened, then said without the slightest hesitation, "Grandpa, undeniably, Wang-level Divine Weapons are extremely valuable."

"Someone who can produce two Divine Weapons is certainly no ordinary person."

"However, how detached is our Pill Cauldron Pavilion?!"

"How many people want to build good relations with Pill Cauldron Pavilion? When did it become our turn, a dignified Holy Land Sect, to try and win others over!"

"To take a step back, even if that person can produce two Wang-level Divine Weapons, he might not be able to produce a third."

"In my opinion, there's no need for this at all!"

Ye Qingshan had originally wanted to ask his eldest grandson to make a trip and, if possible, try to build good relations with the owner of the Divine Weapons.

However, hearing him say this now, he also felt it made sense.

As the Pill Cauldron Pavilion was a transcendent existence in the entire Eastern Region, even the other several Great Holy Lands only had the right to seek their help, and it had never been heard of Pill Cauldron Pavilion actively trying to win anyone over.

Even if that person's identity was quite distinguished and he could easily produce Wang-level treasures, there was no need to lower themselves to actively win him over.

So, he immediately dismissed the idea of having Ye Chen make a trip.

However, Ye Zhen, not far away, had a thought.

The recent acquisition of two Wang-level Divine Weapons by Pill Cauldron Pavilion had indeed caused quite a stir.

Someone who could use two Wang-level Divine Weapons as payment was certainly no simple person.

Originally, he had no particular thoughts, but now hearing their conversation.

An idea was taking root in his heart.

"Perhaps, this is my chance!"

He looked at the harmonious grandfather and grandson, then at his own solitary figure.

Finally, he hardened his heart and gritted his teeth!

He had already made a decision in his heart.

...

On this day, Ye Qingshan and his eldest grandson talked a lot.

He genuinely liked this eldest grandson.

Not only did he learn quickly, but many things he understood with just a hint, and most importantly, he had shown extraordinary wisdom since childhood, helping him make many decisions.

It could be said that in the future, only this eldest grandson would be able to inherit his mantle.

The two talked from sunset until the moon hung in the sky.

They had no idea that his younger grandson had quietly left the Mountain Pass.

That night!

The bright moon hung in the sky, and stars dotted the firmament.

Ye Zhen left Lingbao Hall!

Holding a map in his hand, after discerning the direction, he headed straight for Ling City!

For so many years, he had been waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Now, the opportunity had appeared.

He had a premonition!

This journey might change his life's destiny.