Chapter 464: Fishing Holy Son, Top Hundred Holy Son Battle (Two-in-One)

When all the cultivation techniques recorded in the Sword Building were practiced into Dao domains, the number of Li Hao's Dao domains reached 172 fold! Among them, more than a hundred fold Dao domains are all kinds of sword domains! Once unfolded, sword energy crisscrosses in the Dao domain, and now stacked together, these Dao domains condensing different sword intents have a trend of merging with each other.

Li Hao doesn't know what kind of situation it will be if the Dao domains merge with each other and turn into a complete Dao domain.

Unfortunately, he has already recorded all the cultivation techniques in the Sword Ancestor Sacred Land. If he wants to continue to improve, he can only go to other forces to see, and his Dao domains have fallen into a bottleneck again.

After Li Hao finished practicing, the second round of battles the next day also began.

Before the top hundred battle, there are a total of three rounds of screening, and finally the top hundred are selected to fight with the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

Li Hao went with Lin Shanhai and other alchemists, but this time he didn't go to watch the battle. Now he has recorded all the cultivation techniques in the Sword Building, and staying here can only harvest experience by painting, but compared to painting, Li Hao has more suitable candidates, and he can also accumulate some fishing experience by the way.

Li Hao noticed that except for the three Semi-Sages, Ancestor Yao, the several Holy Sons and Holy Daughters who watched the battle earlier had not come again.

Lin Qingying was still sitting in the courtyard and sensing the sword before they set off, obviously also preparing for the big battle later.

Although the battle in front of the ten arenas was hot, Li Hao felt a feeling of tranquility before the storm.

It's just that in this storm, I don't know who can stir up the wind and clouds and stand out.

Li Hao hoped it was Lin Qingying.

Coming to the Sword Building, the environment here is empty and quiet. When Li Hao approached, a figure appeared in front of him like a teleportation, which was the sword attendant man from yesterday.

Seeing that Li Hao actually came again, he was a bit surprised and asked: "Are you here to return the cultivation technique?"

The Great Dao Sword Technique is extremely difficult. If Li Hao wants to replace it, he can also understand. After all, unless there is extremely high sword Dao talent, otherwise, pondering on this is just a waste of time.

"No, I'm here to visit the Sword Master. I don't know if the Sword Master is fishing today?"

Li Hao bowed and said.

The sword attendant man suddenly realized and smiled: "Master is fishing at the Sword Cliff. It's rare that you understand, just right to accompany Master, he is too lonely." 【464-19

Speaking of this, a sigh appeared in his eyes.

Although these disciples wanted to accompany their Master, their fishing skills were truly too poor. During the boring time of waiting for a bite, they were prone to being distracted, their minds turning to the Sword Dao, and they wouldn't even notice when the bait was eaten clean, which angered their Master so much that he stopped letting them accompany him instead.

Before the Sword Cliff, when Li Hao arrived with the sword attendant, he saw the same scene as yesterday; the Sword Master was fishing by the cliff.

Seeming to notice something, the Sword Master's voice came: "You've come; did you bring your own fishing rod?"

"No rod; I use the line-casting method."

Li Hao said.

"Energy into a line, eh? The little guys in the Dragon Pool below are all very cunning; I'm afraid it won't be easy to get them to bite," the Sword Master said.

"I'll know once I try," Li Hao laughed. When it came to fishing, he wouldn't admit defeat.

"Then come over and try."

The Sword Master said.

Li Hao immediately stepped forward, came not far from the Sword Master, and picked a brownish-black stone to sit on.

Sitting on the edge of the Sword Cliff at this moment, his line of sight naturally saw deep into the bottom of the cliff; it was actually a full ten thousand zhang deep here.

At the bottom of the cliff was the spray from the waterfall's torrent, and there was a deep pool where large black shadows were vaguely swaying.

Li Hao's eyes brightened slightly; he raised his hand to guide, turning energy into a line, then used the technique of the hidden line to quietly cast it down.

The Sword Master glanced at Li Hao's technique, his eyebrows raised slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled into an arc. It seemed that yesterday was indeed not a coincidence; this little guy really had done some research. Such an obscure hidden line technique, if used on himself, could be cultivated into a profound concealment technique.

Yet he had the leisure to use this energy on fishing; without a doubt, this was true love.

"You haven't put on bait yet."

The Sword Master said calmly.

Li Hao smiled and said, "There is no bait to eat; those who are willing will take the hook."

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, the Sword Master's eyes moved slightly, and his thoughts couldn't help but disperse a little from his own fishing rod, landing on Li Hao's extremely obscure fishing line.

And at this moment, Li Hao was also waiting with focused attention.

Fishing seems leisurely, but it is actually a process of fighting wits and courage; one needs to lie in wait, spy on the fish, and lay out the fishing spot—these are all mental games.

At this moment, Li Hao's fishing line was hidden at the edge of the Dragon Pool, in the most inconspicuous position, with a curved hook at the front of the line, appearing and disappearing.

"Old Five, look quickly, is that a hook?"

"Seems like it, a fishing hook!"

Inside the Dragon Pool, several large dragon demons were swimming around, all noticing the flickering fishing hook, but what made them feel strange was that there was no line behind this hook, just a hook! "Is it the Sword Master? Did he come to fish again?"

"The Sword Master wouldn't be this stupid, would he? He previously used a transformation to turn the hook into a small fish, making me fall for the trick."

"I think so too. Could it have fallen down? When did it appear? Why didn't I notice it?"

"Old Six, you go pick it up and see."

Several dragon demons were muttering and whispering. One of the dragon demons approached, flicked it with its sharp claws, picked up the hook, and said suspiciously: "It really is a hoo... eight!"

Before it could finish saying "hook," the hook was suddenly jerked violently, directly piercing its arm. Then, the hook seemed to take root, continuously extending within its wound, piercing into its body, and dragging it up from the deep pool!

"It hurts!"

This dragon demon let out a miserable scream and was dragged into the air.

It was panicked and didn't dare to struggle. After being dragged out of the deep pool, it saw the Sword Master sitting on the Sword Cliff and a strange youth. The one dragging it wasn't the usual Sword Master—the other party's rod hadn't even moved; it was that youth! For a moment, besides the pain, it felt more shock and anger.

Being fished by the Sword Master was one thing; the other party was a Sage after all, so it wasn't a loss of face for a dragon to be fished.

But a youth, by what right?!

Roar! It let out a roar and pounced toward Li Hao.

"Still struggling?" Li Hao smiled, flicked the line in his hand horizontally, directly throwing the dragon demon away, and then pulled it back in front of him.

This dragon demon felt as if its whole body was being torn apart by severe pain, screaming non-stop. When it was dragged in front of the Sword Cliff by Li Hao again, it was suddenly somewhat panicked. With the Sword Master present, it was impossible for it to hurt this youth, and it seemed this youth's cultivation was also extremely high; it couldn't beat him.

"Holy Son, spare my life, Holy Son, spare my life..."

The dragon demon begged hurriedly, taking Li Hao for a Holy Son within the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

Besides the Holy Son, who else would have the honor of sitting and fishing with the Sword Master?

Hearing its plea, Li Hao felt it was funny. Looking at the fishing experience already harvested on the panel, he smiled, retracted his fingers, and the hook that had extended into its body and taken root quickly retracted.

It was originally condensed from energy; gathering and dispersing with a single thought was all according to his heart.

"Since you have begged for mercy so sincerely, I will reluctantly let you go."

Li Hao laughed: "Go."

Hearing this, the dragon demon's eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, Holy Son, thank you, Holy Son!"

After saying this, it escaped in a flash, diving back into the deep pool under the Sword Cliff.

"Old Six..."

Several other dragon demons quickly gathered around, looking it up and down: "You weren't hurt, were you? Did you just say it was the Holy Son?"

"Hmm, another new Holy Son has come, damn it!"

"So insidious, deliberately revealing the hook to let Old Six pick it up."

"Fortunately, the Sword Master is merciful; he never kills us when he fishes us up, and that bait is truly fragrant; I've even been able to cultivate sword momentum."

Several dragon demons whispered. They were imprisoned here in this Dragon Pool by the Sword Master, but they were also happy to be here; after all, begging for food under the feet of a Sage was also a great opportunity.

It was just that they often fell for tricks and were fished up by the Sword Master for entertainment, making them feel pain and happiness at the same time.

"Be careful, don't go picking up strange things again; we have to be on guard."

"The Sword Master is also fishing above, but I don't see his bait; I don't know what he has disguised it as again, must be careful."

Several dragon demons were all very vigilant.

Fighting wits with the Sword Master every day, they were already becoming paranoid.

If it had transformed into something else just now, they might not have gone to pick it up, but it was so frank in becoming a hook, which instead made them curious, and as a result, they took the bait.

And on the Sword Cliff, the Sword Master saw Li Hao actually succeed in fishing, and using such a simple little trick, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Li Hao didn't stop, gathered the fishing line, and cast the hook down again.

This time, the line was still hidden and the hook half-hidden, but halfway along the line, a second line branched out and extended, this line extending to another part of the Dragon Pool, completely inconspicuous.

"Look quickly, that hook has fallen down again."

"Hmph, he's run out of tricks; can we fall for the same method twice?"

"Look quickly, there's a stupid fish going over, sniffing there."

Several dragon demons were swimming on the side, staring closely at the fishing hook. Nearby were other types of fish; the downstream of this Dragon Pool connected to a river and sea outside the Shengshan, and there were fish demons swimming here, wanting to leap over the Dragon Gate.

That little fish demon looked extremely inconspicuous; at this moment, it touched the fishing hook lightly, but the fishing hook didn't react.

Several dragon demons were all surprised, but soon understood that it was because the little fish demon touched it too lightly, and the one above might not have sensed it, or perhaps it sensed it was small fry and was too lazy to pull the hook.

"Go, pull hard!"

The Old Six dragon demon, whose mouth had just been fished crooked, said fiercely to the little fish demon.

The little fish demon was timid and refused to go over.

The Old Six dragon demon didn't expect that even a little fish demon would dare to resist it; ashamed and angry, it directly sucked it into its mouth in one bite.

"Die..."

Before it could vent its hatred, the fish demon in its mouth suddenly became hard and quickly extended to pierce.

"A hook?!"

Old Six widened its eyes.

Then a huge force pulled it, and its body soared into the air again, being dragged up to the ten-thousand-zhang-high Sword Cliff.

And the one pulling the line was still Li Hao.

"Holy Son, spare my life, Holy Son, spare my life..." the dragon demon Ao Jie begged hurriedly.

Li Hao was somewhat helpless and said: "Why is it you again? Can't you be a little more careful?"

Ao Jie was on the verge of tears; it was clearly you who were too insidious. Who could have thought that you could even disguise yourself as a small fish, making me go and touch your own fishing hook.

Li Hao retracted the power in his palm and said: "Don't take the bait again."

I want to too... Ao Jie felt grief and indignation in his heart. What kind of thing is this? I took the bait and was even despised by someone!

Beside him, the Sword Master's palm holding the fishing rod shook slightly.

The calmness in his eyes became somewhat solemn at this moment.

The first cast could be considered luck, a little trick; the technique of this second cast was somewhat seasoned, and it was a chain fishing method. The first cast fished for greed and curiosity, the second cast fished for anger; the other party was fishing for emotions, for the demon heart! At this moment, the Sword Master had to admit that Li Hao's fishing technique was indeed quite good.

Li Hao glanced at the Sword Master and then cast the line again.

The Sword Master felt somewhat unnatural from this glance. In the Sword Dao, he had already cultivated to the peak, lonely as snow, but in fishing, he was still a climber, and now it actually made him feel a sense of sparring and competition that he hadn't felt in a long time.

The Sword Master didn't speak, but his expression also became serious.

Not long after, Li Hao pulled the rod for the third time.

What was fished up this time was still the same Ao Jie from just now.

Li Hao was somewhat vomiting blood. Does this dragon demon have a one-hundred-percent hook-taking rate? Fishing for the same prey, his fishing experience would only diminish; he didn't want to fish for this dragon demon again.

Can you let someone else have the chance to take the bait?

Li Hao stared at Ao Jie, wondering whether to throw it back into the Dragon Pool again.

Ao Jie felt a shiver when looked at by Li Hao's eyes, immediately sensed Li Hao's thoughts, and begged hurriedly:

"Holy Son, spare my life, I guarantee I will never move again; I will just lie paralyzed inside, even if the sky falls, I will never move again!"

Hearing this, Li Hao thought for a moment and released it again.

Time passed. A long time later, on the fourth cast, Li Hao and the Sword Master pulled their rods at the same time.

Seeing the impressive fishing experience, Li Hao immediately knew that he hadn't fished up Ao Jie again.

However, when the two dragon demons were pulled up, Li Hao still heard Ao Jie's voice, but it was on the Sword Master's hook.

"Sword Master, spare my life..."

Ao Jie's face was miserable. I was just sneezing; how did I suck the hook into my mouth!

Li Hao glanced at Ao Jie and was speechless. This dragon demon's life was truly great to have lived until now.

The Sword Master didn't speak, took Ao Jie off, threw it back into the Dragon Pool, and then cast the hook again.

Li Hao did the same and didn't kill this dragon demon.

Not long after, the Sword Master hooked them one after another, and once he even fished two dragons at once.

Before this Sword Cliff, the wailing of dragon demons sounded from time to time, and in front of the Shengshan, the fierce second battle of the ten arenas was also continuing.

When the sun set in the west, the Sword Master also put away his fishing rod. In the end, his fishing count was a small victory over Li Hao, fishing seven times, while Li Hao was six times.

"It's not early today; come again tomorrow."

The Sword Master said to Li Hao, a rare smile appearing on his face.

Today, this little guy actually made him feel a sense of urgency; this was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Hmm."

Li Hao nodded.

In the following days, the second battle of the ten arenas was held in turns, and Li Hao came to the Sword Cliff every day to accompany the Sword Master in fishing.

Li Hao was almost becoming an old acquaintance with the dragon demons in the Dragon Pool.

This day, while Li Hao was fishing, another young man came from outside.

Seeing the other party, the Sword Master smiled lightly: "You've come; sit."

This young man had a straight posture, but he was dressed simply, with a rusty broken sword hanging at his waist, and a sword scar on his forehead, his light restrained.

The other party saw Li Hao, and a trace of surprise appeared in his calm and indifferent eyes; he clearly didn't expect that besides himself, there was actually someone else here.

He didn't say anything, walked to the edge of the Sword Cliff on his own, took out a fishing rod from his heaven and earth space, and then baited and cast the line, also fishing.

"This is Holy Son Wuhen, and this is Qingfeng."

While holding the rod and fishing, the Sword Master also said to the two of them casually.

Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen looked at each other. Qiu Wuhen's eyes moved slightly; the name Qingfeng sounded a bit familiar. Soon, he remembered who it was and nodded slightly to Li Hao, which was considered a gesture.

Li Hao also nodded in return, and the three of them fished quietly on their own.

No one spoke, all immersed in their own enjoyment.

As they pulled up their rods one after another, Li Hao saw that Holy Son Wuhen's fishing line actually revealed a sword intent.

This sword intent was curved and casual, with a feeling of being both soft and sharp.

But the other party's softness was somewhat different from Lin Qingying's ultimate softness; they were two different sword techniques.

Li Hao thought of a sword technique in the nine levels of the Sword Tower, the Thousand-Silk Sword Rain Technique; it seemed that what the other party cultivated was this one.

Cultivated to the peak, it could condense thousands of strands of sword intent, interwoven like rain, capable of splitting space.

"Wuhen borrows fishing to comprehend the sword; you can also try this in the future."

The Sword Master said to Li Hao: "All things in heaven and earth can be used to comprehend one's own martial arts."

He knew that Li Hao's comprehension was extremely high and his talent was supreme; this could also be considered a form of cultivation guidance.

"Hmm." Li Hao nodded.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Qiu Wuhen, who had his eyebrows lowered, moved his eyes, and a trace of surprise rose in his heart. The Sword Master would actually say this to an alchemist? Could it be that besides alchemy, the other party also wanted to show something in martial arts?

But trying to grasp both ends would inevitably lead to emptiness at both ends; after all, most pride disciples found it difficult to reach the peak in a single martial art, let alone being distracted by doing other things.

He withdrew his thoughts, didn't think any more, and focused his gaze on his own fishing line.

After the second selection battle ended, it was the third selection battle. This time it would last for nearly half a month.

They were all duels, with no arena defense, so the duels became much slower.

Li Hao still came to the Sword Cliff to fish every day. Occasionally, when the Sword Master was not there, only Li Hao and Qiu Wuhen were there.

On the tenth day of obtaining the Great Dao Sword Technique, Li Hao came to Yaochi Peak.

Seeing Li Hao go up the mountain, Jiang Yingyue hurried over and brought Li Hao before Elder Yao.

"Ten days have passed; how is your Sword Dao practice? Perform it for me to see." Elder Yao sat on the Holy Platform, her whole body emitting a hazy and holy radiance, and said softly to Li Hao.

Li Hao nodded, took a sword from the sword rack beside him, and began to perform the Great Dao Sword Technique.

But he restrained his sword intent and sword momentum, including the charm of the Sword Dao, and did not display the True State-level Great Dao Sword Technique; otherwise, the commotion caused would be too great and too shocking.

Even so, his sword technique was smooth and skillful, still reaching the Nimble Layer.

Surprise appeared in Elder Yao's calm eyes. To be able to master such a difficult and obscure sword technique to this extent in just ten days showed that he had extreme talent in the Sword Dao! Beside her, Jiang Yingyue was also shocked speechless when she saw Li Hao display the Nimble Layer of the Great Dao Sword Technique, but thinking that Li Hao had ninety-seven layers of Dao Domain, she felt relieved in her heart.

It seemed that Li Hao's talent was higher than she had imagined. Besides cultivation, his talent in the Sword Dao itself was actually not inferior to hers! You must know that within ten days, even she was not sure she could cultivate this sword technique to such a nimble and skillful level, unless she had the guidance of a Semi-Sage.

But Li Hao hadn't gone up the mountain for ten days.

"Did you comprehend it yourself, or did you have someone else's guidance?"

Elder Yao asked with focused eyes after Li Hao finished performing.

Li Hao noticed the shock in Jiang Yingyue's eyes beside him and thought, did I perform too much?

He immediately said honestly: "Qingying gave me a few pointers."

Elder Yao understood in her heart and said: "Even if you received guidance, being able to have such progress yourself is extremely rare. Your Sword Dao talent is fully qualified to enter the inner sect; would you be willing to take me as your Master?"

"This matter is significant; I would like to consider it more."

Li Hao said the refusal he had already thought of.

Elder Yao's eyes flashed, hearing the evasion in Li Hao's words, and she was somewhat surprised. Taking a disciple was a rare thing, and with the environment of Yaochi Peak, how many male disciples dreamed of joining Yaochi Peak.

However, Li Hao's polite refusal made her think of the look in Li Hao's eyes when he painted her—clear and pure, containing no lust or impurities.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she appreciated Li Hao even more, saying: "No matter, you can give me an answer whenever you have thought it through; I can wait for you!"

The last few words seemed to be spoken with a slightly heavier tone, letting Li Hao understand the other party's seriousness.

Li Hao felt ashamed in his heart. Originally, borrowing the other party's hand order was to go to the Sword Tower to record techniques; he had no intention of taking a Master at all.

"Good."

Li Hao nodded; this matter could only be repaid in other ways in the future.

Jiang Yingyue was somewhat stunned to hear that Li Hao had actually politely refused her Master, but then she thought that with Li Hao's talent, plus the 97-layer Dao Domain, it was very likely he had a background; could it be he already had a Master? She immediately understood in her heart and suddenly felt that the identity of this Alchemist Qingfeng seemed somewhat suspicious.

However, the Sword Master had seen it and hadn't questioned it, so it wasn't her turn to meddle in this business.

Bidding farewell to Yaochi Peak, Li Hao continued his daily fishing at the Sword Cliff.

Half a month passed quickly. After a total of twenty days of screening, the top one hundred list was finally out. The entire Holy Land was extremely lively, and countless disciples were in an uproar.

Being able to reach the top one hundred among numerous pride disciples was already a leader among people, and if thrown into an outside first-class force, they would be treated as personal disciples.

Everyone who made the list was soon known by everyone, and their fame spread.

With the appearance of the top one hundred battle list, the battle platform on top of the Shengshan was also built high.

In the following battles, the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters would also participate, and they would be randomly paired; it was possible that two extremely strong Holy Sons would clash on the first day!

The losers would have a chance to challenge again, and the top sixteen would be decided by a points system.

As the top one hundred battle kicked off, Lin Qingying, who had been comprehending the sword in the courtyard for many days, also got up and headed to the Shengshan.

This time, Li Hao followed Lin Shanhai and the other alchemists and still had floating seats.

And besides the million outer sect disciples in the spectator area below, those defeated inner sect disciples also came here to watch the battle; this was a rare opportunity to glimpse the gap between them and the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

"Look quickly, that is the Master Master Jian Sheng; the Master Master Jian Sheng has come in person."

On top of the Shengshan, three battle platforms were built high, surrounded by magic arrays.

When everyone arrived, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back and dressed in clean white snow clothes slowly descended above the battle platform.

His posture was towering, and the void he was in seemed to be slightly cracking, with countless sword Qi shadows flickering.

Even his soft sleeves gave people a feeling of being sharp and cutting, and one could not look directly at him.

Li Hao narrowed his eyes slightly; this was the strongest person in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, the Master Master Jian Sheng!

There was no other prefix, just a simple two-character title, but it revealed uniqueness and supremacy! Besides the Master Master Jian Sheng arriving in person, among the Semi-Sages like Elder Yao, three more appeared, each residing in a place in mid-air, none of them covering their aura, and their surroundings were influenced by their holy intent, presenting various strange phenomena.

Like behind Elder Shan, there was a towering phantom like a giant peak reaching the sky.

And behind Elder Yao, there was a hazy and illusory Yaochi Holy Platform.

Behind the other Semi-Sages, some emitted thunder light, and some condensed red flames, reflecting the void red.

Such a powerful oppressive aura made the top one hundred pride disciples present hold their breath slightly, and those Holy Sons and Holy Daughters also all came here, their eyes no longer as indifferent and lazy as before, but exceptionally solemn.

(End of chapter)