Urban God-level Youth

Chapter 1233: I Killed Them



Song Jiaxin and Ji Sitong were once again utterly shocked.

Ten top-grade Spiritual Artifacts? A hundred high-grade Spiritual Artifacts? Hundreds of various pills, including those sufficient to help Song Kai break through to the Transformation Realm.

Qin Hao was almost like a walking treasure trove.

And that wasn't all.

Qin Hao also took out several high-grade Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills, tossing them to Song Kai as if discarding trash: "Take these Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills too. Once we leave Xijin City, your Song Family will have the strength to defend itself."

Song Kai hurriedly said, "Young Master, our Song Family already has many Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills, and you've given us so much already, we can't accept these anymore."

"These are high-grade Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills, are you sure you don't want them?" Qin Hao asked as he looked at him.

In an instant, those Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills jade slips disappeared into Song Kai's hand, stored in his spatial storage.

The Song Family indeed had quite a few Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills, but they were all intermediate-level, with none of high-grade.

"Thank you, Young Master, thank you so much!" Song Kai was overwhelmed with excitement.

Qin Hao: "No need to thank me. With Jiaxin traveling the continent with me, your Song Family, with these resources, will ensure she has no future worries. Develop well, I've given you everything necessary. If there's an urgent matter, you can send a message to Jiaxin, but if we're too far away, we might not receive it."

Song Kai nodded slightly, then went off to make arrangements.

In the main hall, only the three of them were left. Ji Sitong hesitated then asked, "Young Master, was that high-grade Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills you just gave to the Family Head?"

Qin Hao: "That's right, they were indeed high-grade Cultivation Techniques and Divine Skills. These are the techniques I've prepared for you two, so you should start cultivating this Holy Daughter Immortal Skill from now on. It's an Immortal-level technique; training in this will greatly aid my cultivation in the future as well."

Immortal-level Cultivation Technique?

The two women were stunned, having felt awed time and again over the past days, but never so much as now.

Immortal-level Cultivation Technique? Immortal-level Cultivation Technique? Master, this is truly defying the heavens, right? Even top royal dynasties don't have Immortal-level techniques, surely?

After the shock came excitement and joy — does this mean that one day we could also become eternal Immortals?

This was something they never dared to dream of before.

The Holy Daughter Immortal Skill was a technique Qin Hao had discovered after much searching. As long as Song Jiaxin and Ji Sitong practiced it, whenever Qin Hao engaged with them in that manner, he would receive their technique's feedback, which was one of the primary functions of the Holy Daughter Immortal Skill.

Song Jiaxin snapped back to reality and offered a wisp of her blood: "Thank you, Master. This is my blood essence. From this day forth, in life, I belong to the Young Master, and in death, my soul is his."

Ji Sitong also extracted a wisp of her blood essence, knowing that now was the time to demonstrate loyalty.

Qin Hao didn't refuse; he used a special method to merge their blood essence into a Spirit Stone jade slip. Their lives were in his hands. If he destroyed the jade slip, Song Jiaxin and Ji Sitong would be utterly annihilated, body and soul.

Qin Hao stood: "From now on, you can address me as Young Master. Serve me well, and I will mold you into top young prodigies on the continent."

Just then, Chun Mei walked in, her cheeks slightly flushed seeing the scene inside: "Young Master, the Lord of Ji Zhou has come to visit with his entourage."

Qin Hao was initially reluctant to meet people from the Po Yuan Sect, for upon leaving the Endless Desert, he had killed five of their experts, all Extreme Realm Experts who held considerable status within the sect, likely even Supreme Elders.

"Let them in," Qin Hao said to Chun Mei.

Soon, Ji Hu entered with Ning Chen, Ning Lingman, and several vice sect masters from the Po Yuan Sect.

Ji Hu spoke respectfully: "Greetings, Young Master Hao."

Ning Chen and Ning Lingman also said: "Greetings, Young Master Hao, from the Red Wind Dynasty."

Qin Hao remained seated, with Song Jiaxin and Ji Sitong standing beside him: "What brings His Highness the Prince and Her Highness the Princess to seek me out?"

Ning Lingman, with a serene expression, graceful figure, and extraordinary aura, was called a fairy in the Red Wind Dynasty, and she indeed had a touch of that ethereal quality.

Her beautiful eyes, cool and clear, gazed at Qin Hao: "I've heard that Young Master Hao is tremendously powerful. Lingman wishes to spar with you."

Qin Hao looked at her: "Your talent is decent, but you're still not my match."

Hearing his words, Ning Lingman narrowed her eyes: "Young Master Hao is far too arrogant. A high realm does not necessarily equate to great combat strength. I once witnessed a Transformation Realm cultivator defeat an Extreme Realm Expert in one strike. Thus, a high realm doesn't mean everything."

Qin Hao nodded slightly: "You're right. Sometimes a realm doesn't represent everything."

I not only have a high realm but also a fearsome combat strength beyond my level — how could you challenge me?

Ning Lingman looked at Qin Hao, eyes filled with fighting spirit: "Then how about a match with me?"

Within the Red Wind Dynasty, Ning Lingman found no worthy opponent. She was the first prodigy of the younger generation in the Po Yuan Sect and likewise in the Red Wind Dynasty.

Qin Hao casually waved a golden light, not employing any technique, just a random strike, as dealing with someone at Ning Lingman's level required no Divine Skills.

Ning Lingman felt slight anger as she saw Qin Hao attack casually, and she used all her strength to meet Qin Hao's light head-on.

"Bang"

The two lights collided, and Ning Lingman was sent flying out of the palace, landing outside.

She landed and looked at Qin Hao in shock, blood seeping from her mouth a few seconds later.

Ning Chen and the Po Yuan Sect's vice sect master Bao Liang rushed over: "Sister, are you okay?"

Ning Lingman took a pill and returned to the hall, not seriously injured: "Thank you, Young Master Hao, for holding back."

Qin Hao took a sip of tea and said calmly to Ning Lingman: "Just now, I used only thirty percent of my strength. Do you still wish to challenge me?"

Upon hearing his words, Ning Lingman was taken aback, only thirty percent strength? How is this possible? Although my realm is the Transformation Realm, my combat strength nearly rivals an Extreme Realm Expert. How could he defeat me with just thirty percent of his power?

The Po Yuan Sect's Sect Master Bao Liang looked at Qin Hao and asked: "Young Master Hao, did you kill the five elders of our Po Yuan Sect?"

At these words, the expressions of those present in the hall changed slightly as they all turned to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao smiled faintly: "Yes, just five fools who didn't know their place, daring to rob me. Does your Po Yuan Sect wish to avenge them?"

Upon Qin Hao's admission, everyone was dumbfounded. Damn, he actually confessed?

Bao Liang's expression changed, his gaze turned sinister: "Are you mocking my Po Yuan Sect for being without anyone to oppose you?"


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