Chapter 865: 865. Chapter 863: Kicked the Iron Plate

865. Chapter 863: Kicked the Iron Plate

"This wooden token..." Wang Hao examined it carefully, muttering to himself, his eyes gradually widening, filled with utter shock.

"Hiss... this... this is... the Grand Void Sword Manual!" Wang Hao exclaimed in shock.

The Grand Void Sword Manual is the Profound Heaven Sect's supreme sect art, its power defies heaven, second only to imperial martial arts.

It is said this martial art has long been lost; only past elders of the Profound Heaven Sect are qualified to practice it!

Wang Hao never expected to find a fragment of the Grand Void Sword Manual in such an ordinary tavern!

The more Wang Hao looked, the more excited he became, his gaze growing dazed.

"If I obtain this fragment, I will surely rise swiftly and dominate Tianxing City!" Wang Hao clenched his fists, ambition flashing in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan took his own pills to sell elsewhere.

Although he didn't recognize the fragment of the Grand Void Sword Manual, he was confident in his own pills.

After all, he is a master-level expert in pill refinement!

Meanwhile,

"Huh? Why is there a beggar over there? Could it be one of our fellow sect disciples?"

"I'll go check."

At the street corner, two girls walked out from the turn, one male and one female, quite handsome, wearing uniform attire with the Profound Heaven Sect emblem embroidered on their chests.

They had graceful figures, skin as fair as snow, and bore a hint of pride and reserve, like celestial maidens of the Tianshan descending to the mortal world.

The woman frowned slightly, looked around, and said, "This place is so lively; let's hurry away."

The boy beside her nodded, pulling her as they hurriedly ran toward the tavern.

In the capital of the Tianfeng Empire, inside a certain luxurious mansion,

"Pfft!" A figure was flung backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Father!" a handsome youth shouted urgently.

"I'm fine." The youth steadied himself, wiped the blood from his lips, and said in a low voice, "Yun Feng, step back."

"Yes, Father!" the handsome youth nodded and withdrew respectfully.

Watching the handsome youth's retreating back, the green-robed old man slowly exhaled, then sighed.

"Ah, Yun Feng is ultimately too immature." The green-robed old man shook his head, his eyes filled with worry and helplessness.

"What a lackey who relies on others' power, daring to injure the Young Master of the Zhao family!"

"Do you really think I, Zhao Guodong, am easy to bully!"

A group of Zhao Guodong's retainers rushed into the inn.

"We're done for!"

"Today we've kicked the iron plate!"

The shopkeeper and assistants turned pale with fear, collapsing onto the ground and trembling, their faces full of dread.

"What do you want?!" Zhao Yuer shouted angrily.

"Hmph! Our Zhao family is a noble imperial clan; you dare to strike our Young Master Zhao—you're practically asking for death!" a burly man snorted coldly.

Zhao Yuer's expression stiffened, showing some panic.

"Chief Steward Zhao!" Zhao Guodong said coldly.

"Second Young Master, your orders!" Chief Steward Zhao nodded.

"Throw them out and cripple their legs!" Zhao Guodong pointed at Wang Hao and the others, shouting sternly.

"Yes!"

"Swish-swish!"

Several guards drew their weapons and charged at Wang Hao like fiends.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several sharp blades sliced through the air, emitting a piercing screech.

Yet they all missed, slashing through empty air where Wang Hao's body had been.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

Zhao Guodong and his men froze, instantly halting their attack and warily staring at Wang Hao.

"Zhao Guodong, you're ruthless!" Wang Hao snarled, his eyes bloodshot, teeth gritted.

"Hmph, if it weren't for Brother Lu Yuan's help, would you still be alive?" Zhao Guodong gave a grim smile, not hiding his malice.

Hearing this, Wang Hao instantly felt ashamed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to hide.

Wang Hao never imagined he would be saved by a pretty boy.

If this gets out, how can Wang Hao still survive in the capital?

"Wang Hao! How can you be so ungrateful, worthy of your deceased parents?" an assistant shouted angrily.

"You... you're spouting nonsense! Who doesn't know my father is a famed war general!"

Wang Hao flew into a rage.

Hearing this, Zhao Guodong couldn't help but burst into loud, unrestrained laughter.

Everyone was startled, then immediately understood what was going on, and they all sneered mockingly.

"Haha... I said it! Turns out he's a fake!"

"I've always thought it strange—how could the Wang family's young master become a beggar?"

"So this pretty boy is a counterfeit product—no wonder I still considered him a friend!"

Everyone chattered, looking at Wang Hao with utter contempt.

"Shut up! Shut up! If you dare to spout nonsense again, I'll rip your mouths apart!" Wang Hao flew into a rage, shouting wildly.

"Tsk tsk, Young Master Wang, why get angry? If you really had talent, how could you end up begging for a living?" Zhao Guodong said with a sneer.

"You Zhao, listen: one day I will exterminate your entire Zhao family!"

"Hahaha!" Zhao Guodong threw his head back and laughed wildly.

"Just you?" Zhao Guodong said with a look of utter contempt.

"What if we add Brother Lu Yuan? You know, Brother Lu Yuan's pills are incredibly potent—many people have befriended him." Wang Hao's eyes flashed coldly as he said solemnly.

"What are you talking about? Pills?" Zhao Guodong frowned slightly, suspicious: "Is Brother Lu Yuan in league with you?"

"Hmph!" Wang Hao let out a heavy cold snort, took out the Gathering Spirit Pill given by Lu Yuan, and said indifferently: "This Gathering Spirit Pill is worth a fortune; if you don't believe me, you can have Zhao Guodong try it."

The Gathering Spirit Pill exuded a rich medicinal aroma, refreshing everyone's spirits.

"Hiss~ Is this the legendary Gathering Spirit Pill? What a strong medicinal fragrance! Stronger than that low-grade Gathering Spirit Pill!"

"This fragrance is purer than any Gathering Spirit Pill I've ever taken!"

Everyone stared in shock, eyes wide as saucers.

Zhao Guodong swallowed, then immediately took the Gathering Spirit Pill and examined it closely.

"It really is a Gathering Spirit Pill!" Zhao Guodong's pupils contracted sharply.

"How about that? I didn't lie, did I? Brother Lu Yuan's pills are extremely precious!" Wang Hao struck an arrogant pose, as if showing off.

"It really is a Gathering Spirit Pill!" Zhao Guodong drew a sharp breath, his heart tumultuous: "This Gathering Spirit Pill could offset months of my bitter cultivation, even help me break through a realm!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Guodong's eyes flashed with heat and greed.

Seeing Zhao Guodong's expression, everyone already knew the outcome.

"Housekeeper Zhao, do you think I'm qualified now?" Zhao Yuer asked, her face full of anticipation.

Zhao Guodong pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, since Brother Lu Yuan and Young Master Wang Hao are acquainted, you're lucky—but you'd best not set foot in the capital, or you'll regret it."

"Thank you! Thank you! We'll leave right away!" Wang Hao excitedly clasped his fists in gratitude, turned, and briskly led Lu Yuan and the others away.

"Phew~" Seeing Wang Hao leave safely, Zhao Yuer let out a long breath, her tense pretty face completely relaxing.

"Second Brother, this Gathering Spirit Pill is yours—I hope you can quickly increase your strength; we still need you!" Zhao Yuer handed over a storage ring, speaking sincerely. (End of chapter)