Ping Yang City, within the Yu Clan!
"Yu Haoran!"
Ninth Elder, who was the first to regain his composure, couldn't help but shout in surprise when he saw the blue-robed youth with an outstanding temperament suddenly appear in the courtyard.
"Haoran greets Ninth Elder!" Yu Haoran cupped his hands and greeted him politely.
After all, he and his sister were only able to survive a year of odd jobs because of Ninth Elder's secret protection. Otherwise, the two of them would have died under He Zhiqiang and Wang Ru's torture.
"Yu, Yu, Yu Haoran!" Compared to Ninth Elder's surprise, First Elder cried out in horror.
Just now, Yu Haoran was able to suppress six peak ninth-grade Martial Masters with his aura alone. This was enough to show that after becoming a sect disciple, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.
It was even possible that he had broken through the Martial Ancestor Realm that they had been chasing but had been unable to break through.
This time, Yu Haoran had suddenly returned to the clan and had been hiding in the big tree in First Elder's courtyard. His intention couldn't be more obvious, which was to seek revenge on First Elder. How could First Elder not be terrified?
However, Yu Haoran didn't pay attention to the panicking First Elder for the time being. Instead, he looked at the low-grade Zong Realm sword in Yu Honghai's hand.
Yu Haoran had long looked down on low-grade Zong Realm magic weapons. He even disliked them for not being sharp enough for digging.
The low-grade Zong Realm sword in Yu Honghai's hand had attracted his attention because Fuyang City was geographically remote and didn't even have spirit stones that could help martial artists cultivate normally. How could a low-grade Zong Realm magic weapon, which was a hundred times more precious than spirit stones, suddenly appear?
This situation could only mean two things. Either Yu Honghai had secretly sided with some faction or he had a good fortuitous encounter.
Seeing that Yu Haoran had noticed the low-grade Zong Realm magic weapon in his hand, Yu Honghai immediately became nervous.
However, when he thought of the sword technique he had mastered and the fact that he could kill a Martial Ancestor Realm expert with the sword in his hand, his nervousness was instantly replaced by pride.
"You must be Yu Haoran, who had an outstanding performance in the Sect Selection Competition last year!"
Holding the sword in his hand tightly, Yu Honghai lectured with the attitude of an elder.
"Did the masters of the sect not teach you the most basic etiquette when they guided you in your cultivation? Did they not tell you that you should be respectful when you meet the elders of the family?"
Even the Emperor Qin, the Emperor of the Great Qin Kingdom, whose cultivation had reached the quasi-Martial Venerable realm, did not dare to use such a tone to lecture him.
Yu Haoran did not know whether to laugh or cry at the fact that a mere Martial Master had dared to scold him to his face.
After all, Yu Haoran was someone who had seen countless big scenes. Yu Haoran quickly ignored Yu Honghai's reprimand and reached out to Yu Honghai.
"Give it to me!"
The reason why Yu Honghai directly asked for a Zong Realm low-grade sword was because when Yu Honghai secretly used his elemental energy to activate the sword, a familiar energy fluctuation had surged into his mind.
It was as if he had seen the Zong Realm low-grade sword in his hand somewhere in his previous life. It was just that it had been a long time ago and he could not recall where it had happened.
Therefore, he planned to use his elemental energy and divine sense to further awaken his dormant memories and finally determine the true origin of the sword.
Yu Honghai sneered in response to Yu Haoran's request for the sword.
"You can have the sword, but you have to come and take it yourself!"
Frowning slightly, Yu Haoran's originally calm expression instantly darkened.
Could it be that the aura he had displayed while suppressing them was not shocking enough? Was it not enough to make them submit to him?
Thinking of this, Yu Haoran decided to continue exposing his strength and display even more terrifying means to facilitate his next plan.
Therefore, in response to Yu Honghai's provocation, he directly used the Seven Changes of the Flood Dragon martial technique and used his elemental energy to transform into a flood dragon to intimidate the Yu Clan and the entire Fuyang City.
Following the Seven Changes of the Flood Dragon martial technique, a majestic green flood dragon about 50 meters long flew out from Yu Haoran's hand.
The transformed flood dragon did not immediately attack Yu Honghai. Instead, it flew directly into the sky and let out a deafening roar towards the entire Fuyang City.
"Roar …!"
The deafening roar instantly spread throughout the entire Fuyang City and attracted the attention of the Wu Clan, Cheng Clan, and the City Lord's Mansion.
Not only did a flood dragon appear in Fuyang City, but it was also a flood dragon about 50 meters long. This could be said to be a disaster for the four major forces in Fuyang City.
Therefore, the Wu Clan, Cheng Clan, and the City Lord's Mansion immediately arranged for their experts to escort their young disciples out of Ping Yang City.
As for the experts who were at the peak of the ninth grade Martial Master realm, they rushed to the place where the flood dragon appeared to buy time for their young disciples to leave Fuyang City.
Looking at the flood dragon hovering above their heads, the Yu Clan members were completely dumbfounded!
Although Yu Haoran had displayed his talent and potential as a peerless genius during the Sect Selection and had the potential to become a Martial Emperor in the future, it had not even been a year since he became a disciple of the Sect.
In less than a year, Yu Haoran was already able to use such a powerful technique. Whether it was the First Elder who was obsessed with power or the arrogant Ninth Elder, they were all shocked and had an endless yearning to become a disciple of the Sect.
"Give it to me!" Controlling the flood dragon to hover above his head with his divine thought, Yu Haoran once again stretched out his palm towards Yu Honghai and ordered.
Looking at the flood dragon hovering above Yu Haoran's head, Yu Honghai, who had his own fortuitous encounter, knew that not only had Yu Haoran successfully broken through to the Martial Ancestor Realm, but his cultivation was also very high in the Martial Ancestor Realm. It was very likely that he had already reached the peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm.
Facing such a powerful expert, even if he used his sword technique, he would only be able to injure him at most. He would not be able to severely injure or kill him directly.
However, Yu Honghai was very unwilling to obediently hand over the sword to Yu Haoran.
This was because the low-grade Martial Ancestor Realm sword in his hand could not only increase his strength, but it also concealed a powerful sword technique.
The sword technique and the weapon were his means of conquering the Yu Clan. It was also the foundation of whether he would be able to break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm and obtain more lifespan.
Thinking of this, Yu Honghai, who was unwilling to give up the sword in his hand, decided to give it a try.
If he could severely injure Yu Haoran, then the rest would be easy to deal with.
If he could only lightly injure Yu Haoran, then he would take the risk of overdrawing his potential and escape from the Yu Clan.
It would not be too late to seek revenge on Yu Haoran after he broke through to the Martial Ancestor Realm and truly grasped the sword technique of the sword.
Thinking of this, Yu Honghai mobilized the essence power of the ninth level of his dantian and directly channeled it into the sword technique. He then used the sword technique that was compatible with the sword.
"Big Dipper Slash!"
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