In the Huang Family!
"Feng Yongyuan, I don't think The Sword Without Trace is a sword skill that you created yourself. You must have obtained the manual of the Crippled Zen Master!" After taking over Yu Haoran's body, Thaling did not rush to perform the Flourishing Curtain. Instead, he asked with a smile.
"Who are you? How do you know about the Crippled Zen Master?"
Although the Yu Haoran in front of him did not change his appearance or voice, he seemed to be a completely different person.
Also, Yu Haoran had just mentioned the manual of the Crippled Zen Master. It was his biggest secret.
If the secret was leaked out, not only would he lose his reputation and become a laughing stock, but he would also attract the greed of many Third Tribulation Prospective Martial Honorables and Martial Honorables.
Therefore, Feng Yongyuan, who had planned to leave immediately, questioned him with a murderous look.
"It seems that my guess was correct!"
After getting the answer he wanted from Feng Yongyuan, Thaling nodded happily. Then, he raised his arm and shouted softly at Feng Yongyuan.
"Flourishing Curtain!"
As a special force shot into Feng Yongyuan's body, his snow-white silver hair instantly dried up. The sharp sword aura also gradually weakened.
Feeling the rapid loss of his life force, Feng Yongyuan opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but the feeling of powerlessness made him unable to utter a single sound.
"Yu Haoran, check his storage ring. See if there is a manual of the ancient style," Thaling ordered Yu Haoran after handing over control of his body.
After regaining control of his body, Yu Haoran appeared next to Feng Yongyuan and took off the storage ring on his finger. Then, his strong psychic mind tore through the consciousness defense and entered the storage ring. He was shocked by the mountains of treasures in the storage ring.
However, he remembered Thaling's advice. He ignored all the treasures in the storage ring and found an ancient piece of paper that looked ancient but gave him a feeling that it could tear the sky apart.
His psychic mind took the ancient piece of paper and left the storage ring. Then, he entered the Víctor in his consciousness.
"What a pity!"
Looking at the ancient paper handed over by Yu Haoran, Thaling could not help but shake his head and sigh.
"Thaling, what is this?"
There were no words recorded on the ancient paper. There was only a painting, a sword painting that was very similar to his natal sword.
However, it was this sword painting that made his spiritual sense feel like it was being torn apart. In the end, he could only suppress the impulse in his heart and try his best not to pay attention to the sword painting on the ancient paper.
"The Crippled Zen Master was a genius thirty thousand years ago. He was a swordsman who was truly born for the sword. He was a madman who spent his entire life immersed in the art of sword."
Thaling, who was not affected by the sword painting, explained with a sad expression.
"However, it was precisely because he was too obsessed with the way of the sword that he neglected his own cultivation of the martial way."
"Although he eventually created a sword technique that reached the peak of Heaven Rank, his life came to an end because his cultivation was too low."
"Otherwise, with his amazing talent in the art of sword, he might have been able to create a sword technique that truly surpassed the Heaven Rank and reached the God Rank."
"Thaling, what cultivation level did the Crippled Zen Master reach in the end?"
Yu Haoran's self-created sword technique had reached the peak of Heaven Rank. After hearing the Tower Spirit's sad explanation, Yu Haoran suddenly remembered that he also planned to create his own mental cultivation method and martial technique.
He was not confident that he could create his own cultivation method and martial arts technique. Therefore, he needed to regain his confidence from the experience of the Crippled Zen Master.
"The peak of the Ninth Level of the Martial King Realm!" Thaling said with admiration.
"What!" Yu Haoran could not help but ask, wondering if he had misheard.
"When the Crippled Zen Master created the sword technique at the peak of Heaven Rank, he was only at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Martial King Realm." Thaling explained in more detail.
"A genius, and a poor genius!" After hearing Thaling's more detailed explanation, Yu Haoran admired the Crippled Zen Master and could not help but sigh.
"That's right!" The Tower Spirit agreed.
However, being able to create a sword technique at the peak of Heaven Rank at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Martial King Realm, the experience of the Crippled Zen Master gave Yu Haoran endless confidence. As for creating his own cultivation method and martial arts technique, his confidence instantly increased.
"Yu Haoran, after attending the auction held by the Heavenly World, you'd better take some time to carefully study the sword drawings on the ancient paper. Maybe you can be like Feng Yongyuan and understand the sword technique of The Sword Without Trace." Thaling reminded Yu Haoran as he put away the ancient paper.
"Got it!"
After nodding and putting the ancient paper into the storage ring, Yu Haoran's mind returned to his physical body. He looked at Feng Yongyuan, who was about to die, and said sarcastically.
"At first, I thought you were a rare genius in the Tao of the Sword, so I didn't have the heart to take your life."
"But now it seems!"
"Humph!"
Yu Haoran laughed disdainfully. He ignored the surrounding members of the Huang Family who were already scared out of their wits and walked out of the Huang Family Mansion.
According to the memory of his previous life, after leaving the Huang Family Mansion, he turned left and went straight to the Chamber of Commerce of the Heavenly World in Guang Ling City.
…!
Following Yu Haoran's departure from the Huang Clan's mansion, the entire Guang Ling City instantly started to move in secret. The upper echelons of the Gui Clan, Feng Clan and Gu Clan of the five great clans all gathered in the meeting hall and started to discuss the plan to exterminate the Huang Clan.
Only the Yan Family, which was ranked fifth, did not show any signs of making a move.
Of course, it was not that there was no movement. The Yan Family Patriarch, Yan Xuejun, and the six elders who held real power in the family were all gathered in the room of the strongest person in the family.
"Father, what should we do?" Looking at the pale, weak, white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the bed, the Yan Family Patriarch, Yan Xuejun, asked anxiously.
"Jun 'er, what do you want to do?" Opening his eyes, the white-haired old man asked weakly.
"Immediately send out strong people to seize the Huang Family's territory!" Yan Xuejun replied murderously.
"Then who will deal with the quasi-Martial Revered experts of the Gui Family, Feng Family, and Gu Family?" Gently shaking his head, the white-haired old man continued to ask.
"This …!"
Looking at his father's pale face, Yan Xuejun originally wanted him to overdraft a part of his life force in exchange for a short time to recover his peak strength, but he gave up.
No one knows a son better than his father!
Although Yan Xuejun did not say it out loud, the white-haired old man knew what he wanted to do from the greed in his eyes that he could not suppress.
Although he was disappointed that his son did not care about his life, he also knew that this was the quality of a patriarch.
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