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  "It's hard to say, but Ling brothers are so profound at such a young age. Apart from the Gu tribe being able to cultivate such disciples, even the Piaoyu Peak would not be possible."

  Han Lao's eyes flickered, Longjiang City was just a small city, Ling Hao's sudden rise to fame was not from Longjiang, so his background was quite puzzling.

  "At such an age, with such a temperament and such a state of mind, without a certain foundation, how can one cultivate such a talented and arrogant son?"

  Hesitated for a moment, Han Lao continued to analyze.

  Compared to Ling Hua, those young masters of the Han family seem insignificant, only Han Ye Shuang can still hold her head high.

  "Old lady, the current martial arts world is like a stagnant pool of water. Everyone is fighting for themselves. My Hong family's status in the Hung Men society is lowly, and it's hard to make further progress. The Han family is also in the same situation. In Longhua City, we're still okay, but outside of Longhua City, we're just like frogs at the bottom of a well, no one looks up to us."

  "I'll go back and discuss it with Laozu in person, I mean it!"

  Hong Xiu-yi stood with her hands behind her back, and under her thick eyebrows, those dull eyes shot out a sharp gleam.

  "Old fellow, are you so confident? One step further might be a bottomless pit, but one step back is still a vast and open space."

  Han Lao couldn't help but understand the implication behind Hong Xiuyi's words, which was to find a backer for the Hong family.

  Give Hong's family a chance to break the silence!

  Wealth and danger coexist in this.

  She couldn't deny that Ling Hao's strength shocked her.

  But risking her granddaughter's lifelong happiness was still worth it, but risking the entire Han family made her hesitate.

  "Opportunity is fleeting, if we don't seize it, one day we'll become dust and our family will be trampled by others."

  Hong Xiu-yi as a man does not have so much sentimental thoughts, but is instead very resolute.

  Ling Hao's displayed strength left him in awe. Not to mention Longjiang City, or Longhua City, but even looking at the three western provinces, it would be impossible to find a second person like him.

  Such a young and talented person, if he can't lead the Hong family to its peak, then the Hong family will definitely become a rolling thick smoke under the wheels of history in decades.

  "Hong said it right, there's only one chance."

  At this moment, Ling Hao's teasing voice echoed, and he had already stepped into the air.

  The collar is slightly skewed, as if it were a banished immortal.

  "Ling brothers, where's Ye Shuang?"

  Han Lao smiled faintly, without expecting their conversation to be overheard by Ling Huan.

  Two old men talking about a young man were overheard by him and lost face greatly.

  "But later on, it's unlikely that anyone from the Song family will be able to come out."

  Ling Hao responded calmly and said, "Today, everything that Ling can help with has been helped. The conditions you promised earlier must be fulfilled ten days later."

  In ten days, the auction will begin, and at that time Ling Hao needs to buy many medicinal materials.

  There is still a way out, and it must be done.

  After advancing to the Yuan Shen realm, if he didn't have one or two magical tools with him, Ling Huan himself felt a bit awkward.

  In the Tianlong Continent, magical instruments are common and basically all cultivators possess them.

  But here, the materials for refining are extremely hard to find.

  Fortunately, Long Jin, Long Gu, and Long Pi were all obtained from Hei Jiao's body.

  Only need to reach Yuanshen realm, and then buy some materials can refine a few pieces of artifacts.

  The dragon's tendons can be made into whips, its bones can be made into staffs, its skin can be made into armor, and its gallbladder can be used to make medicine.

  This stroke alone has yielded quite a bit, let alone Ling Huan also obtained sixteen high-grade spirit stones.

  Wait until the medicine is complete, find a quiet and secluded place, close yourself off once and you will surely reach the yuan shen realm, becoming a true master.

  "Primordial Spirit Realm, can you open the second layer of that mysterious ring?"

  Ling Hao tread on air and walked, like a giant golden bird looking down from above, feeling refreshed all over.

  Climbing high and looking far, overlooking all living things, this feeling is what makes one's heart feel carefree.

  But Ling Hao felt a sense of desolation and loneliness in his high position.

  A great vengeance has not been avenged, all mysteries have not been uncovered, he still doesn't have the leisure to appreciate the scenery.

  Yan Canghai, Shangguan Zhaorong.

  Mysteriously revived in the tomb.

  Flying down, at the foot of the mountain, Nie Hu was unexpectedly not waiting.

  However, an old farmer with a face full of wrinkles was sitting on the ground, smoking a dry pipe. Seeing Ling Huan approaching, the old man trembled and immediately stood up cautiously, saying: "Is it Master...Master Ling?"

  The old farmer had never seen anyone fly down from the mountain in his life, and he was so shocked that he almost knelt down to worship.

  The older he got, the more superstitious he became, and he had already elevated Ling Hao to a god-like figure.

  Young and carefree!

  "What?"

  Sweeping his gaze over the old man, Ling Hao did not detect even a hint of internal energy fluctuations on him.

  This old farmer is just an ordinary person.

  "There was a young man named Nie Hu who gave the old man 1,000 yuan and asked him to wait here for someone called Ling Da Shi." The old man hesitated for a moment, then said: "He said... something's wrong at the Nie house, he went back first."

  "Is something wrong with the Nie family?"

  Upon hearing this, Ling Hao furrowed his brow. The Nie family was able to stand firm in Longjiang City for decades, so they still had some underlying strength.

  Who wants to target Nie's family?

  Ling Hao shook his head. He and the Nie family didn't have much entanglement, but after all, people like Nie Lingkong had always treated him as a superior guest.

  Nie's family will not stand idly by if they are truly in trouble.

  "This little boy is really a god, coming without a shadow and leaving without a trace, and he can even fly."

  After Ling Hao left, the old farmer's gaze withdrew, puffing on his cigarette with a "hiss" sound.

  "Here, no one should be able to see it, right?"

  Ling Hao looked around, his mouth slightly curled up, and immediately ran towards Longjiang City.

  It's a real run, and from the foot of Panlong Mountain to Longjiang City, it still takes two hours by car.

  Half an hour later, Ling Hao was already standing in front of Li Bingqing's house.

  "Thousand steps in an instant, reaching the ultimate in one step, a thousand feet away, without a shadow or a trace. Unfortunately, I've only learned the surface so far, otherwise I'd be back in just a few minutes."

  Ling Hao shook his head, yearning for even more strength.

  The door opened and a burst of silvery laughter echoed from within the bathroom.

  "Sister, it's getting bigger and bigger here, touch it gently."

  "Oh no, sister has been afraid of itching since she was a child, Xi Xi, stop messing around."

  "So elastic, sister, can you also stretch it so big in the future?"

  "Of course it can!"

  The sound of laughter came from the bathroom, Ling Hao smiled strangely and immediately returned to his room.

  "Unexpectedly, female police also have an unknown side, fearing itchiness is probably a common disease of women."

  Ling Hao rubbed his nose tip, walked into the kitchen, and started cooking with a knife.

  On the continent of Tianlong, Ling Hao cooked for Shang Guan Qiuqiong.

  Soon, a pungent aroma wafted out, and Li Bing's snow-white face was filled with astonishment as she stared at Ling Huan, who was wearing an apron, and exclaimed: "When did you get back?"

  She had a faint feeling of unease in her heart and her face was slightly flushed.

  "Oh, it seems like someone is ticklish."

  Ling Hao raised an eyebrow, untied his apron, and said with a smile: "Let's eat, little Xiuxiu can comfort you again, but it won't change anything."

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