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Chapter 245

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Ah Hu looked at Yan Zhaoge with a look of worship on his face, "Young Master, you are really too powerful. This is not like that old ghost Yan Xu who was heavily injured back then. Just now, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master was at his peak. Whatever methods were used, a late Xiantian Martial Scholar killing an early Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster-This should be the first time in history, right? "

Yan Zhaoge smiled, shaking his head, "Just like how Yan Xu was beaten half to death by eldest apprentice-uncle back then, this actually cannot be counted as well. Just like if it was father who captured that Crimson Spirit Flag Master and sealed his cultivation base before I slew him, that would still be me killing an early Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster. However, would that be something worth boasting about? Clearly not. "

Feng Yunsheng glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, "Act, continue acting. Who knows how pleased you are with yourself inside."

Yan Zhaoge chuckled, not speaking.

Xue Fei also smiled, after which he still patted Yan Zhaoge's shoulder, "If you can avoid taking risks, it's best to avoid them as much as possible. If anything happens to you, little apprentice-uncle will be very sad."

Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge retracted his smile as he nodded, "Senior apprentice-brother Xu is right."

This senior apprentice-brother Xu himself, facing a perilous situation where death was near at hand, was still able to talk cheerfully and without fear. However, he did not wish to see his fellow disciples face danger.

A dim look flashed past his face as he clearly thought of his Master, Shi Tie, the grief of a white-haired man sending off his black-haired son.

Xu Fei and Shi Tie were like father and son, having similarly viewed Shi Songtao as his own elder brother that year.

That year's matter was Shi Tie's lifelong regret. To Xue Fei, it was similarly hard on his heart.

Looking at Xue Fei's expression, Yan Zhaoge knew that he was thinking of Shi Tie and his father again.

Looking at Xue Fei, Yan Zhaoge sighed, similarly remaining silent.

While Ah Hu and Feng Yunsheng did not understand Xue Fei as well as Yan Zhaoge did, they were no longer joking around at this moment.

Xue Fei's spirits rose as he clapped his hands, smiling, "Speaking of which. The Scarlet Spirit Flag Master should be the strongest member of the Five Spirit Flags. If he dies to you, Zhaoge, while the Five Spirit Flags won't completely disappear, it will be difficult for them to cause any more waves. To my Broad Creed Mountain, you have performed a great merit, Zhaoge. "

"It's just a pity that this is your personal matter. There's no proof. It might be a little difficult. "

"However, if the Crimson Spirit Flag Master does not appear for several years or even more than a decade, it can be considered as proof."

Xu Fei smiled as he looked at Yan Zhaoge, "Still, speaking of this, while the merit of killing the Crimson Spirit Flag Master is not small, it cannot compare to those great merits of yours earlier."

"The sect is almost out of rewards for you now. In a few years, or even a dozen years, the merit of killing the Crimson Spirit Flag Master will be nothing to you."

Yan Zhaoge waved his hands, "However small a mosquito is, it's still meat, right?"

Xu Fei pointed at Yan Zhaoge before looking at Feng Yunsheng. Laughing, he said, "Listen, listen to what he's saying. A lofty Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster is like a mosquito in his mouth. How arrogant must he be?"

"As expected, Junior Sister Feng understands him better. He's pretending to be humble in front of us. Who knows how pleased he is in his heart."

Feng Yunsheng and Ah Hu both laughed uproariously. Yan Zhaoge shrugged, smiling but not speaking.

Killing the Crimson Spirit Flag Master, whether the clan would reward him or not. Actually, it wasn't much, but it was still a comfortable thing at the end of the day.

With Yan Zhaoge's current rate of improvement, there would definitely be a day when the Crimson Spirit Flag Master would no longer be a threat.

But before that. Having an Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster constantly thinking about seeking vengeance was not a happy thing.

Moreover, this Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster was rather pragmatic. The person he hated the most was Yan Zhaoge's father, Yan Di.

However, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master would definitely not be able to beat Yan Di. If he dared to appear before Yan Di, he would directly be slapped to death by Yan Di with a single palm.

Unable to beat the old, the Crimson Spirit Flag Master had set his sights on the young, on Yan Zhaoge.

When Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base rose unceasingly, to the point where the Crimson Spirit Flag Master was unable to beat even Yan Zhaoge, he would naturally not come looking for Yan Zhaoge.

Instead, he would most likely cast his gaze downwards, aiming at the younger, weaker disciples of Broad Creed Mountain.

At that time, Yan Zhaoge would naturally not have to worry. However, there would eventually be others who would face the threat of the Crimson Spirit Flag Master.

One could only be a thief for a thousand days; how could one guard against a thief for a thousand days?

Being able to cleanly deal with the Crimson Spirit Flag Master, eliminating any future problems, Yan Zhaoge was extremely satisfied. It could be said to be an unexpected gain.

Also, while he had been somewhat lucky, having entered the foreign dimension left behind by Loose Practitioner He this time, Yan Zhaoge had also gained quite a lot.

After taking his leave, Yan Zhaoge returned to his lodgings, beginning to inspect the many treasures he had obtained this time.

The first to bear the brunt was naturally Yan Zhaoge's original target this time, the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone.

Yan Zhaoge had only known that Loose Practitioner He possessed this thing. However, whether or not it had been stored within that foreign dimension was something that could not be confirmed beforehand.

"Looks like my luck is still not too bad," Fiddling with the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone, the corners of Yan Zhaoge's mouth revealed a hint of a smile.

With the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone, there was no longer a need for him to think of a substitute.

After stepping into the Heavenly Connection stage, with just a bit of accumulation, he would be able to begin attempting to break through into the Martial Grandmaster realm.

Of course, with his lofty ambitions and his feet on the ground, he would first seek to break through into the Heavenly Connection stage.

However, with Yan Zhaoge's current accumulation, it was not difficult at all.

Besides the Immortal Illumination Stone, there was another pleasant surprise, and it was naturally the extraordinary treasure, the Immortal Crane Wings.

After the entanglement with the Crimson Spirit Flag Master, the spiritual qi of the Immortal Crane Wings had been greatly depleted. Like the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment, it was unable to be used within a short period of time.

However, after being nourished by its owner, Yan Zhaoge, when the Immortal Crane Wings regained its vitality, it would be able to display its flair once more.

Yan Zhaoge had brought along a few other items that had been placed on the short table along with the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone back then.

Amongst them was a medicinal bottle containing the pills that Loose Practitioner He had concocted in the past. However, too much time had passed, from the era before the Great Calamity till now.

Some of the pills still had medicinal effects, while others had their Spiritual Qi gradually dissipating.

Yan Zhaoge didn't really care about this. His attention was currently drawn by something else.

It was a scroll made from the hide of an unknown beast.

As Yan Zhaoge unfurled the scroll, he saw that it was completely empty, with only a squarish diagram at its centre.

This pattern seemed to be left behind by some kind of seal.

Looking carefully, Yan Zhaoge saw that that diagram resembled a sun.

The pattern appeared very ancient, but as Yan Zhaoge gazed at it, he felt a piercing pain in his eyes, as though he was gazing at an actual sun.

This beast hide scroll was something of Loose Practitioner He's, having been left behind in a foreign dimension. Before Yan Zhaoge and Lin Zhou had entered today, it had always been there. Being an ancient artifact from before the Great Calamity, it naturally wasn't related to the current Sacred Sun Clan.

However, as Yan Zhaoge knew, the Sacred Sun Clan that had similarly unearthed the remnants of the martial civilisation of their predecessors after the Great Calamity, combining their own comprehensions to develop, could similarly be traced back to before the Great Calamity.

Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "This seal might be related to the legacy of that legendary Extreme Yang Scripture. I don't know how a copy of it ended up in Loose Practitioner He's hands."

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