49: Best wishes to each other, goodbye Mr. Li

Evening.

Jiang Hao walked alone on the city streets, wearing the No. 3 Middle School uniform.

Someone on the road seemed to recognize him, and seeing his school uniform, they showed a look of realization and stopped the words that were about to come out.

Their gazes met, and they smiled and nodded slightly in greeting.

He watched the afterglow of the setting sun cast upon the glass curtain walls of the tall buildings, refracting rainbow-like halos.

The news of Jiang Hao becoming the top scorer in the Martial Arts Exam had already spread throughout Yunxiao Prefecture.

Watching the netizens' enthusiastic comments.

The provincial news released Jiang Hao's successful chicken soup quotes.

None of it could stir a ripple in Jiang Hao's heart.

After all, it was an expected outcome.

However, Yunlan City, especially No. 3 Middle School,

All the students in the entire school were immersed in joy and pride.

And the students of Class 1 were preparing to find a hotel that hosted banquets to hold their graduation party.

Originally, after getting everyone's consent in the class group, they decided to go Dutch.

As a result.

The Principal somehow found out about the evening party.

The Principal generously declared that he would cover all expenses!

This year, two students were admitted to the Ten Great Martial Arts Schools, and among them was Jiang Hao, who signed an S-rank contract with Shenzhou Martial Arts School!

This was all thanks to his brilliant guidance!

Hotel lobby.

The students of Class 1 gathered together.

Their laughter rose and fell, and Xiao Lizi kept showing off how his status at home had directly increased by 1.

The Old Class Teacher's face was flushed.

He kept drinking, proud of the students he had taught.

Everyone sat together, excitedly bragging, sharing their past dreams, and those little-known secrets.

Some boys, seizing the hot atmosphere, mustered up the courage to bravely confess to the girl they had secretly liked for three years.

After failing, they were collectively forced to drink by the other boys, and then the girl who rejected him rushed over and dragged him away.

Other students with good grades enthusiastically recounted their future plans, as if they had already stood at the Peak of success.

Jiang Hao also uncharacteristically had some alcohol, watching his classmates with a calm smile.

He occasionally clinked glasses with classmates who came over to offer blessings.

"Alright! Everyone quiet down and stand up to sing the last song!" Class Monitor Jiang Zhuang stood up and led the way.

Everyone sang the familiar graduation song in unison, their voices filled with the deep camaraderie of three years of schooling together.

Some girls' eyes became moist, and crystal tears welled up in their eyes.

The boys tried their best to control their emotions, forcing smiles onto their faces.

Everyone understood that after today, they would part ways and go their separate directions.

Most of the students in the class had already applied to Martial Schools by the afternoon.

In at most two days, the Blue Star Net would issue electronic admission notices.

Moreover.

Most Martial Schools start early, and new students have to report even earlier.

Those like Jiang Hao and the Class Monitor who got into the Ten Great Martial Arts Schools would be at least Fourth-rank Martial Artists upon graduation.

Backed by Xia Country and the connections of former Seniors, even after graduation, they would have good resources and environments to Cultivate.

A thick barrier had naturally formed between them and their classmates.

"Brother Jiang! And Class Monitor! When you participate in the 'Global Martial Arts School Freshman League,' be sure to display the Aura of our Class 1!"

"Haha! My talent makes that impossible, after all, Yunxiao Martial Arts School couldn't even pass the Xia Country selection in the past."

The Class Monitor smiled and waved his hand, pointing at Jiang Hao and saying:

"But Brother Jiang will definitely be fine. Brother Jiang will single-handedly sweep through all the global freshmen then."

Jiang Hao wordlessly put down his empty cup, which the Principal, who had somehow appeared next to him, immediately refilled.

He really wanted to improve!

"Don't worry, although it's not good to directly praise our school, it's perfectly fine to praise Yunlan City!"

"What?! Brother Jiang, aren't you going to refute the idea of you single-handedly sweeping through all the global freshmen?"

Xiao Lizi felt uncomfortable if he didn't complain for a minute.

Jiang Hao gave Xiao Lizi a look, letting him figure it out himself.

The dinner ended.

The students left in pairs.

Jiang Hao slowly walked out of the restaurant alone, looking up at the twinkling stars in the sky, his heart still a little complex.

However! The first important milestone in life had been crossed.

In the future, the road is still very long!

He walked steadily step by step towards home. On the street, lights shimmered... June 12th, Wednesday, auspicious for travel.

Last night, Grandpa Li sent a message.

He said that his matters were finished and asked Jiang Hao to go to their usual spot this morning.

Jiang Hao guessed that perhaps the Old Clan Head Yun had already advanced to the Saint-rank, and Grandpa Li was free again.

Upon arriving at the Martial Unification Bureau, he didn't need Captain Qin, who was not sucking on a lollipop, to remind him and went directly to the elevator.

When he reached the reception room from last time, he indeed saw Grandpa Li drinking tea with an old man with red hair, red eyes, and red clothes.

On the table was a box, the same style as the spirit weapon box from last time.

Just as Jiang Hao was secretly wondering if his equipment was about to be upgraded.

The old man dressed in red lightly glanced at Jiang Hao.

Then he suddenly paused, rubbed his eyes, and looked closely at Jiang Hao again.

The 'red-haired youthful-faced' old man's cheeks stiffened, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

It was as absurd as seeing a baby punch an elephant flying!

He turned to Grandpa Li, his mouth wide open, his finger trembling as he pointed at Jiang Hao:

"Old Li, is this the Jiang Hao you mentioned?"

"Are you sure this is a Third-rank Martial Artist?"

Grandpa Li's teacup had already been crushed.

Fortunately, as long as Grandpa Li believed the teacup hadn't shattered, then it hadn't.

This was the Mind Law!

He put the restored teacup aside and stared at Jiang Hao with an 'Are you cheating, kid?' look.

"Cough cough, Grandpa Li, long time no see. And good morning, Senior!"

Grandpa Li looked at Jiang Hao's physique and spirit, which couldn't be described as mere improvement, but rather a more subtle form of cheating.

"Indeed, long time no see. Seeing you today, I thought several years had passed!"

"Director Ye said you risked your life to hold back a Seventh-rank Thunderstorm Bear, preventing a Martial Artist from dying, and you also suffered some injuries."

"So I immediately gave you that Level 9 life crystal."

Jiang Hao silently gave a thumbs up: Sister Qianqian, awesome!

When it came to helping, she really did!

Grandpa Li said exasperatedly, "Now it seems, you probably just instantly killed the Thunderstorm Bear with one strike, didn't you?"

With that, he opened the box, revealing a pitch-black long blade.

"Here, the gift I promised to prepare for you. It contains a small amount of the Grand Duke Soul Devourer's Origin."

"Forged by this Saint-rank from the Yan Family of Xuanyang Prefecture next to me."

Jiang Hao knew that Xuanyang Prefecture was the most skilled place in Xia Country, and even the entire Blue Star, for manufacturing spirit weapons.

Some Martial Artists there learned blacksmithing techniques from a young age.

The Hundred Skills Institute of Shenzhou Martial Arts School specifically recruits Martial Artists with such special crafts.

Like Support Stream Martial Artists, as long as one reaches Second-rank and passes the assessment, they can enroll in the Hundred Skills Institute!

Jiang Hao picked up the long blade, which was of the same specification as the previous Seventh-rank spirit weapon.

It was cold to the touch, without any elemental force fluctuations, just like an ordinary weapon.

However, after injecting elemental force, Jiang Hao felt no elemental force fluctuations from his body, and even actively releasing his Third-rank Eighth Heaven Aura had no reaction.

Whether perceived by the naked eye or by spirit perception.

It felt like holding a wisp of mist, or nothing at all.

It would be great for ambushing people!

Jiang Hao couldn't help but ask, "Has this blade been named?"

The Saint-rank from the Yan Family looked at his work with satisfaction and shook his head:

"This blade belongs to you; you should name it!"

Jiang Hao kept examining it, unable to put it down.

"Then... let's call it 'Hidden Soul'!"