Chapter 678: The Calamity Clan, The Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan (Ten Thousand Update)

Li Hao and the others looked up, seeing the many figures darting past, all following that giant sword as it flew.

"The Heaven One Sect? Isn't this one of the top sects in the True Realm?"

Li Hao's eyes flickered slightly; if the rules hadn't changed in the last hundred thousand years, then that was basically correct.

He glanced at Lin Qingying and immediately led the group to follow.

Aside from Lin Qingying, he himself was also a sword cultivator. Although he possessed the inheritance of the Heaven Calamity Immortal Emperor, mastering more sword intents would only be beneficial, never harmful.

After all, his cultivation only required recording, which didn't consume much time.

Elder Wang followed Li Hao, looking into the distance as if seeing a scene a thousand miles away. Memories surfaced in his eyes, and he transmitted his voice to Li Hao:

"You go with these little ones; I am going to search for the reincarnation of the Goddess Shimi."

Li Hao's figure paused, and he hurriedly transmitted back: "Then I will accompany you."

"No need."

Elder Wang shook his head slightly and transmitted: "I searched for her earlier on that battlefield, but the time fluctuations of Goddess Shimi have already vanished. She must have arrived in the True Realm quite some time ago. The heaven and earth here are more dense, and traces are smoothed over quickly. This happens to be the Southern Region; I am going to the Dome Abyss to find the Old Blind Man's stone statue and have it calculate her location. I don't even know if that statue is still there..."

He said to Li Hao: "You provided the clues, so I will do my utmost to find her. Here are three willow leaves; keep them safe."

He raised his hand and handed Li Hao three emerald, crystalline willow leaves shimmering with divine light, placing them into Li Hao's hands.

"One leaf, one strike. They can unleash three strikes for you. Anything below the King level will surely die, and even a King is enough to be shaken back."

As he spoke, he raised his hand again and tapped lightly on Li Hao's forehead.

A winding silver mark was etched onto Li Hao's forehead, like a third vertical pupil, but it quickly faded into Li Hao's body.

"This is the origin mark of my Immortal Kingdom. If you are in danger and call for help, I can transmit instantly through the Immortal Kingdom. You need not worry."

Having finished his instructions, he looked at Li Hao quietly.

Li Hao was stunned, and seeing Elder Wang's warm and gentle gaze, he seemed to understand something.

"Cultivate diligently. If you can truly find the reincarnation of Goddess Shimi, you will become a personal disciple. At that time, you will compete with her for the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor. With your current strength, your foundation is still far too lacking..."

He whispered his instructions through voice transmission.

Li Hao was silent, then nodded silently.

Although he had no strong desire to inherit the Immortal Emperor's legacy, he knew that some things were unavoidable once one sat in that position.

After Elder Wang finished his entrustment, he quietly faded into the void, departing without a sound.

Li Hao held only the three willow leaves, which radiated divine brilliance.

The others noticed Li Hao standing still and only then realized that one person was missing from his side.

"Where is that old senior?"

Someone asked.

"He went to pave the way for me."

Li Hao looked toward the horizon and said only that, then put away the three willow leaves. At this moment, he finally realized that the old gentleman practiced not the sword, but the saber.

After crossing the towering mountain towers, Li Hao and the others finally saw the vast, boundless city.

Inside were mountains, rivers, peaks, and endless buildings, like a vast, infinite world that one could not see the end of at a glance.

Li Hao followed the traces of the giant sword's fluctuations from earlier, leading the Sword Master, Feng Lao, and the others to rush over.

As numerous mountains and buildings flew past beneath their feet, they soon arrived at the center of the city. The further they went toward the center, the denser the buildings became. The majestic structures all around were like steep giant swords, or perhaps bell towers, radiating an ancient, desolate aura. The stones of the buildings were very rough, yet they felt as if they had been settled by countless years, dense and thick, giving one a feeling of being unshakable.

The group arrived by flying, seeing a plaza here where that giant sword, about a hundred miles long, spanned the sky like a heavenly bridge, impossible to climb and impossible to cross.

Many figures were in the shadow cast by the giant sword, looking up and discussing among themselves.

"The Wanshan Sword Tower only accepts sword cultivators. Since we are not sword practitioners, we should look for another sect."

"That's right, that's right. I see the Wind and Thunder Pavilion has also arrived. I happen to have mastered the true intent of the Wind Dao; there shouldn't be any problem with apprenticing at the Wind and Thunder Pavilion."

"Hard to say. These Heaven-level sects are extremely demanding of one's Dao heart. That Heart-Questioning Tower requires at least a fifth resonance!"

"This..."

All around, many people were whispering and discussing.

On the way here, Li Hao had transmitted the True Realm's language to Feng Lao and the others via spiritual sense. Although they could communicate with True Realm immortals and gods without the True Realm language by using their Primordial Spirit true intent, doing so would immediately reveal them as outsiders, leading to inevitable bullying and contempt.

Li Hao turned his head and saw a towering giant tower standing in the center of the plaza, reaching toward the sky.

Its top stood in the clouds, invisible, but the tower itself was tilted, and the corners of the eaves outside were damaged. On the seventh flying eave, there was a splash of bright red blood, appearing as if it had just been stained.

"How could there be blood there?"

Other True Immortals who had newly arrived from various places also noticed it and asked curiously.

"Is there actually someone who dares to cause trouble at the Heart-Questioning Tower? Fighting and killing are forbidden here."

"Then you are mistaken. That is not ordinary blood, but Emperor blood from a hundred thousand years ago. I came here thirty thousand years ago and saw it then, just as bright as it is today. Emperor blood does not fade or vanish for eternity," someone responded.

Li Hao's eyes flickered. Emperor blood stained on the Heart-Questioning Tower—he wondered what great event had occurred in the past.

At this time, on that hundred-mile-long giant sword, a group of figures hovered, arriving at the edge of the giant sword and looking down from high above at the countless True Immortals and Saint-level beings in the huge plaza.

"I am Cui Yuesheng, an Elder of the Wanshan Sword Tower."

A voice full of dignity yet indifferent fell from above, vibrating in the ears of everyone in the plaza: "By the Immortal Decree of the sect, we have come here to spread fortune and recruit talented disciples. All those in the True Immortal Realm whose soul lifespan does not exceed three thousand years may participate; for Saint-level beings, the soul lifespan need only not exceed one thousand years."

"Selection requirements: First, you must be a sword cultivator!"

"Second, your Dao heart must transcend the Heaven level, achieving five resonances on the Heart-Questioning Tower, with the aspiration to seek the Dao beyond immortals, gods, and heaven and earth."

"Third, I will leave behind a sword intent later; only those who can contemplate it will be considered qualified."

"Those who meet the above conditions can all apprentice and enter the sect. The best among them can directly become inner sect disciples of our sect."

"The recruitment period is one month. Please hurry, everyone."

As the words fell, the many sword cultivators in the plaza boiled over, while many among them whose soul lifespan had already exceeded the limit slumped their faces, looking miserable. The soul lifespan age requirement alone screened them out.

"It seems us old guys have no chance."

Feng Feng Bo Ping looked at the Sword Master, regret appearing in his eyes.

He knew the Sword Master was a sword cultivator and extremely talented in this path, but unfortunately, his soul lifespan had long exceeded three thousand; even thirty thousand had passed, so he could not apprentice and enter the sect.

The Sword Master raised his head slightly, his brows furrowing. Li Hao had transmitted many things about the True Realm to him, and he also knew that the power on this giant sword was a Heaven One Sect, which could be called one of the top Heaven-level sect powers in the True Realm.

And it was a sword Dao power, which he yearned for, but these strict requirements left him without a chance.

He sighed with deep regret, originally intending to explore the true meaning of the sword Dao in the True Realm and see a more extreme and transcendent sword Dao, only to have the door slammed shut.

"The requirements of the Wanshan Sword Tower seem to be prepared for the next Southern Region Battle."

"That's right. In the Southern Region Battle, only those with a soul lifespan within three thousand years can participate. They are clearly aiming to compete."

"No choice. I heard that this Southern Region Battle will reshuffle many powers in the Southern Region. With the ranking determining the Heaven-level sect powers, all the Heaven-level sects are fighting for their lives."

Many discussions came from all around.

Li Hao scanned the area and saw many people rushing toward the towering Heart-Questioning Tower, wanting to be the first to test and prove their Dao heart.

He looked at the Sword Master and the others. Saints had long lifespans, and even after a hundred thousand years, there were no signs of aging; True Immortals could even live as long as heaven and earth, surviving for millions of years.

Nangong Jian, who stayed behind on the ancient battlefield, had spent a full hundred thousand years there.

It was just that most True Immortals fell while fighting for opportunities and cultivating; it was rare for them to die of old age.

"Haotian, given your age, you can actually apprentice at this Wanshan Sword Tower."

The Sword Master smiled at Li Hao.

Feng Feng Bo Ping looked at Li Hao, a smile also appearing on his face. Not at all regretting his own inability to enter the sect, he smiled and said: "This is a top power in the True Realm. If you can apprentice here, you can go further and faster."

Li Hao shook his head slightly and said: "If I cannot take you all, I will lead you to seek another Heaven-level sect."

"Absolutely not."

Hearing Li Hao say this, Feng Feng Bo Ping's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Do not let us drag down your footsteps because of us. Everyone has their own path; our path can only go this far, but your path is still very long."

"No matter how long the path is, if there are no figures of you all, it is just a dead end. The scenery along the way is what matters."

Li Hao said.

Feng Feng Bo Ping, the Sword Master, and the others looked at each other. Although they had long known Li Hao's character, they still felt an indescribable sense of being moved.

"You child, you really are foolish..."

Feng Feng Bo Ping continued, wanting to persuade him further, when a voice suddenly came from overhead. It was the cold, crisp voice of another woman, like a clear, cold spring in winter, refreshing the heart and calming one's thoughts:

"If those whose soul lifespan exceeds the limit can satisfy the Dao heart and contemplate the sword intent, they can also come to apprentice, but whether they can become inner sect disciples depends on their performance after joining the sect."

Hearing this, many cheers came from the plaza. Clearly, many who had exceeded the soul lifespan limit were excited.

Feng Feng Bo Ping, the Sword Master, and the others were stunned, then became happy and excited.

"It seems you have hope too." Feng Feng Bo Ping smiled at the Sword Master.

The Sword Master nodded slightly, light appearing in his eyes, but his gaze turned toward the towering Heart-Questioning Tower, saying:

"But he said the Heart-Questioning Tower requires five resonances of the Dao heart. I don't know if I can achieve that."

Li Hao knew that five resonances of the Dao heart meant transcending the Heaven level and stepping into the level of a Chaos Dao heart.

Whether the Sword Master could achieve it, he didn't know, so he said: "In that case, let's go to the Heart-Questioning Tower to test first."

"Good."

Everyone agreed. In the crowd, Zhan Tan and the others were also full of smiles and high spirits, but they knew that what they practiced was likely difficult to apprentice at this Wanshan Sword Tower.

At this time, everyone arrived in front of the Heart-Questioning Tower. There were many figures going in and out, and from time to time, humming vibrations came from within. Those who stepped out still had the echoes of heaven and earth on them; the sound was extremely faint, but could be heard.

"I'll go first."

The Sword Master said to Li Hao, then immediately flew toward the Heart-Questioning Tower with a solemn expression.

Li Hao watched him enter, then looked at Lin Qingying.

"Wait for me."

Lin Qingying looked at Li Hao with focused eyes and said softly, an unprecedented determination appearing in the depths of her eyes.

She had tested her Dao heart before, and it was only a Heaven-level Dao heart, but she didn't know if there had been any changes now, so she had to verify it again.

As her figure drifted away like a blue cloud, Li Hao withdrew his gaze and looked at the others, saying: "If you want to test, feel free to go. It will likely be useful when apprenticing at other sects later."

Hearing Li Hao's words, everyone rushed toward the Heart-Questioning Tower.

Feng Feng Bo Ping looked at Li Hao, who was standing still, and said: "Aren't you going?"

"I tested it earlier," Li Hao said.

Feng Feng Bo Ping was surprised and couldn't help but smile: "Looking at you, you must have met the standard, right?"

Li Hao smiled; nine resonances of heaven and earth—he had indeed met the standard.

"Then I won't wait for you; I'll go take a look too."

Feng Feng Bo Ping said with a smile, bade farewell to Li Hao, and turned to fly toward the Heart-Questioning Tower.

At this time, high in the sky at the Wanshan Sword Tower, the cold woman who had spoken earlier had already raised her hand and carved a sword mark in the void.

Li Hao looked up and felt that the sword mark was sharp and piercing, yet it had a grand atmosphere that encompassed mountains and rivers. His eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the extraordinariness of this sword intent.

At the same time, a panel prompt jumped out before his eyes:

【You have mastered the basics of the sword technique 'Wanshan Starting Form'. Do you wish to record it?】

Record.

Soon, a sword technique was added to the panel.

Li Hao glanced at the grade; it belonged to the Immortal Upper Grade, which was an Upper Grade technique mastered by True Immortals.

As for the techniques practiced by Immortal Lords, they involved the power of the laws of origin and were called Source-level techniques, which were the foundation of a sect and not easily passed on.

But this sword technique before him, just the starting form, was at the Immortal Upper Grade level, showing that the technique itself was very likely Source-level, or even beyond Source-level.

However, to obtain the subsequent higher-level cultivation, one would need to apprentice at the sect.

Having recorded the technique, Li Hao didn't rush to apprentice, but wandered around, waiting for the Sword Master and the others to come out.

He left behind a projection and aura of himself in one place so they could find him when they came out of the Heart-Questioning Tower, while his true self strolled around the plaza.

It was called a plaza, but it was extremely vast. The Heart-Questioning Tower stood like a heavenly pillar, and around the tower were some high buildings, inside which were the aromas of wine, tea, and the fragrance of food.

Li Hao couldn't help but feel his appetite stirred. The food in the True Realm was cooked from True Immortal Realm demon cultivators and rare treasures. He wondered how it tasted and whether it was a waste of heaven's gifts.

He arrived at a tavern near the Heart-Questioning Tower. The fragrance was strongest here, and inside were cultivators from various places talking loudly. Most of them were Saint-level, talking in low voices. Judging by their Saint robes and Immortal clothes, they were all from True Immortal aristocratic families from all over the True Realm.

Li Hao listened to news from all sides, understanding and familiarizing himself with the True Realm, while casually finding a seat by the window.

Soon, the signature dish recommended by the waiter was brought up.

Li Hao was not polite, pouring wine into a cup and eating a plate of spicy deep-fried dragon tendons with chopsticks.

The oil was refined from dragon fat, and the fragrance overflowed, stimulating the thick immortal power within the dragon tendons. With one bite, his mouth was filled with flowing immortal power, which permeated his entire body and limbs. It was not only the ultimate enjoyment for the taste buds but could also enhance cultivation, no less than the immortal power increased by absorbing ten immortal stones.

But this plate of deep-fried dragon tendons cost a full hundred immortal stones.

The thirty thousand immortal stones Li Hao had looted earlier were enough for him to squander and enjoy for the time being; he had a small fortune.

After all, he didn't intend to set up a household in this True Realm for the time being, otherwise, this small fortune wouldn't be enough to cover his debts.

If he just ate and drank, he couldn't spend it all; he really couldn't spend it all.

"Pity, the knife work for processing the dragon tendons is not enough, and the immortal power is overflowing, otherwise the taste would be even better."

"The taste of this wine is not bad, though."

Li Hao ate and drank heartily, feeling quite nourished. He planned to bring Feng Lao and the others to taste it when they finished their tests.

The chef who cooked this must be at least at the ninth level.

"Hehe, little friend, how lonely it is to drink alone. Why don't I come and keep you company?"

Suddenly, a hehe laugh came, followed by an old man carrying a wine gourd walking over. He was ragged, like a beggar on the street, with a wine-red nose and eyes that looked a bit drunk, smiling at Li Hao.

As he spoke, he sat down on the bench next to him, his eyes fixed firmly on the wine pot on the table.

Li Hao smelled the bursts of unpleasant sour wine odor emanating from him, couldn't help but wave his hand to isolate the smell, and said casually:

"If you want to drink, then drink."

As he spoke, he ignored him and continued to pour and drink for himself, eating meat with every sip of wine.

The old man laughed hehe and picked up the wine pot to drink directly. Only after finishing it did he show an expression of satisfaction, then looked at Li Hao, eyes revealing a smiling intent, and said:

"You are quite an interesting person."

Li Hao saw him finish the wine pot directly, frowned slightly, sighed helplessly, ordered the waiter to bring another pot, and at the same time picked up a piece of dragon tendon to chew, saying:

"Because I gave you wine to drink?"

"No, because you clearly dislike the smell on me, and you don't like my style, yet you can still give me a drink of wine. That is what is interesting."

Li Hao said indifferently: "That is because when others ask me for wine, I never refuse."

"Why?"

"Because I will not refuse a lonely person."

The old man was stunned, then laughed out loud. When the waiter brought the wine pot, he grabbed it, filled a cup for Li Hao, and then drank directly from the pot.

"Just drinking wine, not eating food?"

Li Hao saw his appearance and said lightly: "Good wine paired with good food is the ultimate masterpiece."

"Makes sense."

Hearing this, the old man used his hand to grab the food in the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely while eating: "Not bad, not bad, the taste is indeed okay."

Li Hao didn't touch the plate he had grabbed, quickly picked up the food next to it and ate it, then said: "Enjoy your meal, I'm going to relieve myself."

"Good, good, good. It's rare to meet a soulmate. Go ahead."

The old man laughed and waved his hand happily.

Li Hao turned and went downstairs. Seeing the waiter come up, he pointed upstairs to indicate, then left the tavern.

After Li Hao had been gone for a stick of incense, the old man who was eating and drinking upstairs realized something was wrong. His spiritual sense swept the surroundings, and his eyes suddenly widened; the drunkenness seemed to have cleared up quite a bit.

"Where is that stinky brat?"

At this time, the waiter came to him and said respectfully: "Guest, do you want to pay the bill?"

The old man: "..."

Good for you, "never refuse others to drink."

No wonder he was so generous; it turned out he was making me pay the bill?

He was so angry he almost jumped. He had been wandering around for many years, and he was actually tricked by a little brat.

"Good, good, good. Don't let me meet you again."

The old man said angrily.

Then, under the waiter's eager smile, he blew his beard and stared, finally reluctantly digging a bag of immortal stones out of his sleeve. This was the little money he had left on him.

"Achoo!"

Li Hao, who was strolling to the edge of the plaza, sneezed. He rubbed the tip of his nose, muttered a word, and then looked around.

Most people were gathered at the Heart-Questioning Tower. It was relatively quiet here, and there was a hill with a figure sitting on it.

This hill was low, less than a hundred meters, level with the tavern.

Against the backdrop of the towering Heart-Questioning Tower, it was like a low mound of dirt.

Li Hao smelled a scent of wine. He followed the fragrance to the hill and saw an old man in a silver-gray long robe sitting there, casually leaning against a green wood tree, looking at the deep valley like a cliff at the edge of the plaza in front.

The clouds and mist there were ethereal, as if changing at any time. At this time, the old man took a sip of wine, the fragrance overflowing. He then sealed the bottle, raised the big pipe he held in his left hand, took two puffs, and exhaled a burst of clouds and mist, which drifted into the deep valley like a cliff in front.

It seemed that the clouds and mist filling the sky there were all condensed from his exhalation.

Li Hao looked twice, his eyes staring slightly, and then revealed a trace of surprise.

He stepped forward to the edge of the hill, looked out as hard as he could, and finally confirmed that there were invisible dark lines in the clouds and mist. The lines gathered and dispersed like laws, seemingly attracting something.

"Senior, are you fishing?"

Li Hao looked down at the old man, then felt it was a bit impolite, so he changed to squatting down.

The old man was smoking his big pipe. Hearing Li Hao's words, the exhaled smoke filled his face, making his expression hazy and unclear. His voice was like an ice knife under the eaves, carrying a natural coldness, but his tone at this time was relatively flat, saying:

"You can see it too."

Li Hao smiled and sat down, saying: "Slightly understand."

"Really?"

The old man turned his head, his gaze falling on Li Hao's face. Li Hao felt that the other party's eyes seemed to be looking at him very seriously, from head to face, from hair to eyes, including the tiny pores on his face.

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"Being in the lake, holding the rod does not make one a fisherman."

The old man turned his head and stopped looking at Li Hao. His eyes were as calm as a deep lake, saying: "There are nine dragon sparrows here. See if you can catch one."

"Dragon sparrows?"

Li Hao was surprised and asked curiously: "What kind of cultivation, what kind of strength?"

"Afraid?"

"A fisherman is never afraid."

Li Hao's face immediately stiffened. A fisherman only feared that the prey wasn't big enough, never feared casting the hook.

He didn't say another word, raised his finger, and his immortal power condensed like silk, the true intent of origin merging into it, flying into the clouds and mist.

He used the dark lines to explore the situation in the clouds and mist, searching for the traces of the dragon sparrows the other party spoke of, but the clouds and mist seemed extremely calm, without any fluctuations or signs.

Li Hao's eyes revealed suspicion. Could it be that the other party was talking nonsense?

He looked at the old man in front of him and could feel that the other party was also fishing. Clearly, this was mostly not nonsense.

He didn't think much more. Fishing was all about patience.

He sat cross-legged, fishing quietly, silently feeling the changes in the clouds and mist.

And the old man beside him suddenly flicked his wrist, a light smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Mine has already taken the bait."

As he spoke, the dark line ejected from his fingertips suddenly condensed from loose to straight, then stretched straight into the depths of the clouds and mist, in a place Li Hao could not perceive.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a giant object was tossing, and a terrible fluctuation vibrated over.

Li Hao felt the changes in the clouds and mist, his face changed slightly, he stared, and his heart followed.

Although he didn't catch the prey himself, he had the idea of secretly cheering for the old man.

Soon, the clouds and mist suddenly dispersed, and a black dot flew out.

Li Hao originally thought it was a giant object of several thousand feet, but the one fished out was a figure several meters long, with golden scales like feathers all over its body, its shape like a sparrow, its tail thin like a dragon, with sharp claws and a dragon head, radiating divine power and momentum.

The old man raised his hand, and the heaven and earth space enveloped it, taking it in without causing too much fluctuation.

But Li Hao vaguely felt that the dragon sparrow had extremely savage power, and ordinary True Immortals could be easily killed.

"Mine has already taken the bait. Yours seems to have some days to go."

The old man put away the dragon sparrow, looked at Li Hao, and said with a light smile.

Li Hao said: "I just arrived."

"Yes, you just arrived, and I have been here for a long time."

The old man showed an approving expression to these words, nodded, then patted Li Hao on the shoulder, saying: "Looking at your technique, your fishing skill is very strong."

"Slightly understand."

The old man laughed, took a puff of his big pipe, exhaled, and said: "You fish slowly. I'm going back first. It's been a bit noisy lately, really not letting people sleep well."

As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly. His back was hunched, and he walked away swaying with the wine gourd.

Only then did Li Hao notice that he was a bit lame.

Watching the other party leave, Li Hao's thoughts still lingered on the other party's fishing. He said goodbye and continued to turn back, fishing seriously.

On the other side, at the projection Li Hao left in the plaza, Feng Feng Bo Ping and the others arrived one after another.

Most of them tested a Heaven-level Dao heart in the Heart-Questioning Tower. Only Lin Qingying reached the level of five resonances.

There were still echoes remaining on her body; as long as they were stimulated, others could hear them.

"We are not as good as her. It seems we are really old."

Feng Feng Bo Ping and the others were surprised and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The Sword Master also looked at Lin Qingying twice, clearly not expecting that the little girl in the sect actually had a Dao heart that surpassed his own.

Everyone went to test, and only Lin Qingying reached five resonances, having the highest Dao heart realm among the group.

Seeing the gazes cast by everyone, Lin Qingying blushed a little. She had tested a Heaven-level Dao heart before and heard it was only four resonances, but now she didn't know how it had reached five.

She felt it might be that the five years of waiting were too hard, causing her Dao heart to change.

"Your soul lifespan is enough, and your Dao heart now meets the requirements. You can go and contemplate that sword intent. If you can pass, you will be a disciple of a top sect in the True Realm," Li Hao's projection said to Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying asked: "What about you?"

"I am also contemplating," Li Hao's projection said.

Hearing this, Lin Qingying felt relieved. As for Li Hao's Dao heart, she didn't ask. In her heart, whatever she could achieve, Li Hao could achieve. This young man was always dazzling and brilliant in her eyes, unreachable.

Lin Qingying headed toward the Wanshan Sword Tower high in the sky to contemplate the sword intent.

Someone flew out from the giant sword to check the Dao heart on Lin Qingying's body. Upon hearing the five resonances and seeing that her soul lifespan was less than a thousand years, they were satisfied.

Although Lin Qingying was only a Half-Saint, having such a Dao heart at this cultivation level only showed how excellent she was.

"Look, someone can go and contemplate that sword intent!"

"Five resonances of the Dao heart? Look, that little girl is only a Half-Saint."

"A mere Half-Saint's Dao heart surpasses us True Immortals?"

Many people looked up, revealing envious eyes.

In the void, Lin Qingying saw that in the area by the giant sword, except for herself, there were only two other people here.

At this time, both of them were staring at the sword intent in the void in front, not distracted by her arrival.

"Just contemplate this sword intent."

The young man wearing silver clothes of true treasure on the giant sword said with a smile.

Lin Qingying had seen this sword intent before, but watching from below, there was a barrier to contemplation. Here, it seemed as if she could touch it, and she could clearly feel the various fluctuations radiated by this sword intent.

She took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to contemplate seriously.

She wanted to catch up with Li Hao's footsteps.

Inside her body, at the place where the sword embryo had once shattered, a void sword embryo had long since condensed. At this moment, faint sword shadows appeared inside, floating like starlight.

"My Dao heart is actually not enough. It seems I have to go and contemplate the Dao heart."

The Sword Master saw Lin Qingying go to contemplate the sword intent, withdrew his gaze, temporarily bade farewell to Li Hao's projection, and left the place.

Li Hao's projection led Feng Lao and the others to continue wandering around the plaza.

Here, besides the Wanshan Sword Tower recruiting disciples, there were many other sects coming here to recruit disciples.

Among them were Earth-level sects and Heaven-level sects, with relatively broader requirements.

Soon, Chi Guang, Lin Shuhai, and the others all found sects suitable for themselves.

"The True Realm is vast, and it is time for us to part ways."

The Literary Saint said. He and his disciples, Lin Shuhai and others, all planned to apprentice at a Heaven-level Four sect. The other party killed enemies with poetry and books, which happened to be suitable for their Literary Saint lineage.

Li Hao wanted to persuade them, but seeing that they were determined to leave, he knew that saying more was useless.

Moreover, his cultivation was the sword, and he couldn't provide them with cultivation resources.

"Accompanying each other on this journey, there will be opportunities to meet in the future. The True Realm is vast, let's all explore it on our own."

Feng Feng Bo Ping bade farewell to the Literary Saint.

One possessed a literary heart and a body of righteous spirit, while the other was a Saint of Thieves with a notorious reputation. Having spent several years together in the Haotian Holy Land, they felt a sense of mutual appreciation at this moment of parting.

Others also realized that they all had their own paths to walk, and their talents were different, so they could only strive to meet again in the future.

Chi Guang, Zhan Tan, and the others all apprenticed at Earth-level sects. The requirements there were relatively loose, and coupled with their extremely high talent, they were all top-tier geniuses of the heavens, with hopes of being promoted to inner sect disciples inside in the future.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people around Li Hao's projection. Li Hao saw that Feng Lao also found a sect suitable for himself, a place called the Tomb Sect, Heaven-level Four, specializing in stealing treasures from forbidden areas in various places to resell. Although it was not based on fighting, it had extensive connections among the Heaven-level sects, and its power was considered quite solid.

"I, the old man, will not stay by your side to drag you down. I am waiting for you to stand at the peak of that Wanshan Sword Tower. When that time comes, I will come to join you again."

Feng Feng Bo Ping smiled at Li Hao, but the depths of his eyes were full of reluctance.

Li Hao could see that Feng Lao didn't really want to apprentice at the Tomb Sect, but wanted to cut off his own worries and didn't want him to have any concerns.

"I am waiting for you."

Li Hao didn't persuade him to stay, only said in a deep voice.

Feng Feng Bo Ping showed a gratified smile and bade farewell to Li Hao.

Several days passed.

Exclamations came from the plaza.

Only to see someone rushing out from the eighth floor of the Heart-Questioning Tower, flying out from the clouds.

"My god, look!"

"I just felt the vibration of the Heart-Questioning Tower. I heard that at least an Eternal Dao heart can make the Heart-Questioning Tower have such a reaction."

"The Heart-Questioning Tower was damaged in the Emperor Fall Battle back then. I heard this was originally an Immortal Forbidden Emperor Artifact that could verify the Emperor heart of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Who is that? Which sect is she going to apprentice at?"

The hundreds of thousands of people in the entire plaza, True Immortal geniuses from all sides, all looked up at the clouds, where a tall woman with black hair like ink drifted down from inside. Her body was much larger than others, but her posture was graceful and charming, divine and beautiful, not feeling rough at all, but rather beautiful and atmospheric.

"That seems to be the Calamity Clan!"

"Is it them?"

"Is it them?"

"A great clan that once pursued the Emperor. No wonder they have such a Dao heart."

The plaza boiled over, various discussions arose. Many old men among them showed sighs in their eyes, while some young geniuses frowned, and the admiring gazes from before suddenly became vigilant.

On the hill, Li Hao's true self sat there. He was still fishing for the dragon sparrow in the clouds and mist.

Hearing this cheer, he couldn't help but take a look, seeing the divine and beautiful woman flying toward the Wanshan Sword Tower, only then did he withdraw his gaze.

"Heh, Calamity."

Beside him, the old man smoking the big pipe sneered, sarcasm appearing in his eyes, but it was like mocking the voices of discussion.

Li Hao looked at him with surprise. This old man had come over to fish for the past few days, but he hadn't caught any dragon sparrows, and he spoke very little.

"You are so distracted, it seems you won't be able to catch it."

Feeling Li Hao's gaze, the old man snorted, his expression slightly cold.

Among the many old men Li Hao had come into contact with, this one felt relatively difficult to get close to.

He smiled and said: "Fishing is all about fate, why force it?"

"Is this the reason you are empty-handed every day?" The old man sneered.

Li Hao didn't back down, saying indifferently: "Aren't you the same?"

The old man had never been countered like this before. He raised his eyes and looked at Li Hao askance, but seeing Li Hao's indifferent smiling appearance, his eyes narrowed, he took a puff of his big pipe, and said indifferently:

"Fish well, fish with your heart."

He emphasized the word "heart," then flicked open the wine gourd and drank a mouthful.

Not long after, a rustling sound came from the grass outside the hill, followed by a figure climbing up panting, sniffing around, smelling the wine fragrance, and then trotting over, seeing the old and young sitting behind the tree.

"Good wine... hmm?!"

This person saw Li Hao fishing next to him, his eyes suddenly widened, then he rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Li Hao's robe, and said: "You brat, you brat, finally let me catch you!"

Li Hao recognized that the other party was the old man who had been eating and drinking for free in the tavern. He patted the back of the other party's hand and said indifferently: "Don't wrinkle my clothes."

The old man was still about to be savage, but suddenly felt a horror in his heart. An inexplicable feeling made him suddenly feel terrified in his heart, and he subconsciously let go of Li Hao's clothes.

He looked at the old man smoking the big pipe next to him, looked him up and down twice, seemed to see something, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He didn't shout loudly again, but sat down on the side, but looking at Li Hao, he was a bit resentful:

"For so many years, you are the first one to trick me."

"I invited you to drink wine, and you paid the bill for me. How is that tricking you?" Li Hao asked back.

The old man was so angry he almost choked.

He didn't argue with Li Hao anymore, but looked at the wine gourd in the lame old man's hand, revealing a trace of greed. He laughed hehe and said:

"This wine, why don't you lend me a mouthful?"

The lame old man glanced at him askance and ignored him, just smoking his big pipe.

The old man saw his appearance and felt it was boring. He sighed and said with a bit of self-pity: "I didn't expect that my former Emperor lineage would now not even be able to beg for a mouthful of wine."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the lame old man.

The lame old man seemed not to hear, just drinking for himself.

The old man saw him like this, and disappointment appeared in his eyes. It seemed that this mouthful of wine was really not going to be drunk.

He sighed, turned to look at Li Hao, and said: "Brat, you came here to apprentice too, right? Why are you still here slowly? Is there no one willing to accept you? If no one is willing, I can reluctantly accept you. My Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan Sect was a Heaven One Sect a hundred thousand years ago. How about it?"

As he spoke, he looked at Li Hao with interest.

Li Hao was slightly stunned when he heard the four words "Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan."

He immediately thought of his sword technique, Immortal Pointing the Way.

This was the sword technique of the Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan.

And this sword technique, in the Heaven Calamity False Realm, Li Hao had asked Elder Wang during his leisure time while playing chess. The Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan was a power once established by the bloodline of the Heaven Calamity Immortal Emperor.

"Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan..."

Li Hao looked at the old man with the wine-red nose, eyes revealing thought.

"How about it?"

The old man with the wine-red nose urged.

Li Hao thought for a while and said: "Can I bring others to join the sect together?"

"Bring who?"

The old man with the wine-red nose said angrily: "Do you think my Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan is a cat or a dog? It's already good that I can accept you, and you still want to bring others in. A hundred thousand years ago, my Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan Sect was already a Heaven One Sect. Do you understand what this means?"

Li Hao said: "If you don't want to, then forget it."

"You brat."

The old man with the wine-red nose's eyes revealed annoyance. If he hadn't seen that Li Hao's flesh body was full of immortal light, and it must be an extraordinary immortal body, he wouldn't be so polite.

"Fine, I will make an exception for you once."

He said through gritted teeth.

Li Hao was a bit surprised and said: "You didn't even test me, and you agreed to my condition?"

"Of course I have to test you. That Wanshan Sword Tower requires five resonances of the Dao heart. My Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan requires six resonances. You can only enter if your Dao heart reaches six resonances. And, I will teach you a move, Immortal Pointing the Way. If you can contemplate it within seven days, you will be qualified to apprentice. I can also make an exception to recruit one more, even if the other party is a piece of trash."

The old man with the wine-red nose said immediately, hugging his arms, looking proud.

Li Hao was speechless, feeling that if he hadn't mentioned this, the other party wouldn't have had so many requirements.

"How about it, do you have confidence?"

The old man with the wine-red nose looked at Li Hao askance, but the provocative method was too low-level.

After all, it was the Emperor's lineage. If he had to choose between the Wanshan Sword Tower and the Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan, Li Hao would naturally lean toward the latter.

He nodded slightly, then said: "No problem."

"Fine, then go to the Heart-Questioning Tower and let me see. Hehe, those guys are just as I expected, not daring to accept the Calamity Clan. I'll go over there first."

The old man with the wine-red nose said, his gaze looking into the distance, revealing a proud smile.

Li Hao looked in the direction of his gaze and saw that at the Wanshan Sword Tower, the divine and beautiful woman who had come out of the Heart-Questioning Tower earlier was blocked outside the giant sword of the Wanshan Sword Tower.

The other party's black hair was flying, but her expression was cold.

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