The Lucky Master, Hao Fen, once again became famous. He defeated several elite disciples of the Earth-Level Physiognomy Families, including the successor of the Crimson Dynasty's Shi Family, the Void Eye!
Such a feat made Hao Fen's name known throughout the dynasties. Everyone was in an uproar. They couldn't understand how a nameless kid could have such a magical eye technique!
Purple Eye!
It should be a Primordial Secret Technique. Everyone knew how difficult it was to learn it. The requirements were very strange, and there was no way to figure it out. It wasn't something that could be learned just because one was strong enough.
The major forces of the Regretful Golden Dynasty also noticed this young man who might possess a Heaven-level eye technique. After coming to An Gathering City, they asked around and found out that the young man was living in Master Lu Song's courtyard.
Who dared to ask?Who dared to barge in?
Ordinary factions might not know what was so great about Master Lu Song, but the older generation of factions were all familiar with his name.
In a newly established faction, after a decent Martial Honor intruded and was sent flying with a slap, no one dared to take even half a step closer to the courtyard.
Recently, Yu Xiao had been very proud.
This was because there were only three people in the entire city who could freely enter and exit the courtyard. The first was naturally the City Lord, Pang Jun, the second was Yu Xiao, and the third was the Earth-level Apothecary, Mu Yun.
Therefore, Yu Xiao was very proud. Many of the older forces that looked down on him, who had suddenly become rich, had humbly asked him to send them a message.
Without a doubt, all the forces returned in disappointment.
Because the mysterious black-robed expert didn't return, the Emperor level tomb within the tomb became a vicious beast nest. No one dared to go within a thousand li of it.
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Early in the morning, as the sun rose, Feng Hao slowly opened his eyes. The purple light in his eyes had disappeared.
Six hours in the morning, he had to practice the East-rising Purple Aura.
After these days, Feng Hao felt that his purple eye had improved greatly. According to the classification of eye techniques, it should at least be at the Dark Level.
A Dark Level eye technique was already very good. After all, he had only practiced it for a few months.
"Another month has passed. There are only two months left until the Great Competition of the Kingdoms."
Feng Hao muttered to himself as he narrowed his eyes and looked at the slowly rising sun in the sky.
"It's time to go."
These days, with the accumulation of martial crystals, Feng Hao finally evolved the Evolution Method to the low rank of the Earth Realm. However, if he wanted to take another step forward, he didn't know how long it would take.
This was because after advancing to the Earth Rank and refining another five hundred Martial Crystals, Feng Hao did not feel any improvement in his Evolution Technique. He could not help but have the urge to curse.
How many Martial Crystals would it take to fill this hole?
He remembered that when he evolved to the Yellow Level, he only used a dozen or so martial crystals, but when he reached the Black Level, it began to skyrocket. Fortunately, he had refined the Odd Crystal. But even so, it took more than five thousand martial crystals to evolve from the Black Level to the Earth Level.
And now, after a casual estimation, Feng Hao discovered that without several tens of thousands of Martial Crystals, he would not be able to reach the Intermediate Martial Realm.
Therefore, he gave up on using Martial Crystals to fill the hole.
No wonder Elder Fen had once said that the Martial Crystal was merely something used to protect one's life. At this moment, Fenghao had already understood the meaning of this sentence very clearly.
Although his cultivation realm was stuck at the peak of the Martial Grandmaster, Feng Hao's current strength was not inferior to an ordinary Martial Ancestor with one viscera. The Qilin Arm had allowed his strength to soar again, and it would not be a problem for him to fight against a Martial Ancestor with two viscera.
All he needed was an opportunity!
As long as he could break through this barrier, his strength could directly soar to the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm. Even if he could not, he could use martial crystals to push himself up. After all, his physique was there. After being strengthened by the Qilin Arm, he believed that even the physique of a Martial Ancestor could not compare to him.
Now, there were only two months left. Although he had not broken through, he had to rush to the Golden Regret Dynasty. Otherwise, he would not make it in time.
To be honest, he did not want to leave the Ancient Desolate Relic. However, the relic was too chaotic now. With his strength, he could die at any time.
He had to go to the tomb within the tomb. The small black box came from inside, and so did the Fire Qilin. He wanted to go in and see if there were any other clues inside.
Then, there were the ruins of the palace.
He had not figured out what the special energy was used for, so he had to figure it out.
"Phew!"
Glancing at the condition of his body, Feng Hao took a deep breath and got off the bed.
After washing up and changing into a clean set of clothes, he walked out.
"Elder Lu."
Seeing Lu Song, who was hammering away, Feng Hao called him.
"Master."
Almost without hesitation, Lu Song put down the work in his hand and walked over.
"Ahem!It's like this … "
Feng Hao could not stand Lu Song's attitude towards him. However, this expert could not change his attitude. He coughed and told Lu Song the reason for his visit.
"This …"
Hearing what Feng Hao said, Lu Song's eyes widened. He looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment. "Master, you come from a kingdom?"
Heavens, he felt that his brain was not enough.
A kingdom actually had a Heaven-grade Alchemist?!
"Yes, the West Mist Kingdom."
Feng Hao maintained his smile as he nodded and said casually.
Lu Song was speechless. It took him a long time to digest this shocking news. He frowned slightly. "In other words, Master is going to participate in the International Grand Competition?"
"Yes."
Feng Hao nodded and said firmly. "I have to go."
He needed to grow, his family needed to grow, and the kingdom needed to grow!
Right now, the West Mist Kingdom was only a mid-tier, lower-tier kingdom. The resources it could obtain from the Crimson Gold Dynasty were too limited. Therefore, he had to obtain a good result in the Tournament of All Nations in order to raise the kingdom's rank and allow the West Mist Kingdom to rise.
"This …"
Lu Song was put in a difficult position.
Lu Song also felt that it was better not to announce his identity as a Heaven-grade Alchemist because it would bring endless trouble to the Golden Regret Dynasty. That kind of trouble was not something the dynasty could afford.
After all, there were too few Heaven-grade Alchemists in the continent. However, there were countless experts of different ranks. Injuries were inevitable. Without a Alchemist to treat them, they could only suffer for the rest of their lives.
Just like Lu Song.
"Elder Lu, I have my own path to walk."
Feng Hao looked at him with a smile. His words were firm.
That's right. For a person to grow, he had to go through hardships and climb step by step. Only then could he reach the peak!
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