Chapter 1198 - 1201: How Could Yun Hao's Disciple Lack Confidence?

Columns of blood shot up like fountains beneath neon lights, enchanting and beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, Li Dazhuang and the others collapsed onto the ground, lifeless.

Though their lives had ended, the blood continued to flow.

A single look, and two hundred people lay dead!

Returning to their senses, Lu Qingzhu and the disciples of the Qingzhu Sect were utterly terrified; some of them, with weaker hearts, fainted from fright, and more than a few shamelessly wet themselves.

Yet none jeered at or looked down upon the fainted or frightened ones.

Because no one else was faring much better.

It wasn't just them; even Xing Qing was seeing such an overwhelming and terrifying scene for the first time. As she looked at the bodies lying chaotically not far away and inhaled the pungent scent of blood in the air, her stomach churned, and she felt the urge to vomit.

Luckily, Xing Qing promptly used her Primordial Power to suppress it!

And Xing Qing was a stubborn little girl; since she was afraid, she kept staring until the churning, nauseous feeling disappeared, and the fear in her heart faded away.

"So, have you made your decision?" Yun Hao turned around, as if nothing had happened, with a faint smile on his face, looking at Lu Qingzhu who had turned pale with fear, and asked softly.

"I...I've made my decision!" Lu Qingzhu hurriedly nodded, her voice trembling with fear.

"Go on, give me half of your Qingzhu Sect's magical elixirs. I believe you won't hide any!" Yun Hao nodded lightly, speaking as he reached out and helped Lu Qingzhu up from the ground.

"Alright, I'll go at once!" Lu Qingzhu wasted no words, and after speaking, turned and walked towards the mountain gate.

Soon, Lu Qingzhu returned, holding a small box in her hands.

"Our sect only has these; it's what I've saved up over a long time. You can take them all!" Lu Qingzhu handed the box to Yun Hao, speaking softly, her beautiful eyes filled with fear, unable to meet Yun Hao's gaze.

"You're really something; since you're so sincere in offering all the magical elixirs to me, I'll gladly accept them!" Yun Hao took the box, tossing it aside to Qing Luan without even a glance.

"Aren't you afraid that I might be deceiving you? What if there's nothing inside?" Lu Qingzhu asked in confusion, seeing Yun Hao casually tossing the box to Qing Luan, who didn't even mean to open it.

"You wouldn't dare to do that!"

"Why? Do you trust me that much?"

"Wrong, it's not trust in you, but because... you don't dare!"

Yun Hao cast a faint glance at Lu Qingzhu, replying lightly.

A casual remark left Lu Qingzhu speechless.

Indeed, Yun Hao was right. How could she dare to deceive him? Wouldn't that be courting death?

After all, the corpses of Li Dazhuang and others were still there, their blood not yet dried.

"By the way, those three foolish sects, you know where they are, right? Go take their treasures, and I'll come to you in a few days to collect them!"

Yun Hao suddenly remembered the treasures of the three foolish sects, instructing Lu Qingzhu once more, then leaving her without waiting for a reply, taking Qing Luan and Xing Qing towards another sect.

It was only after Yun Hao and his group vanished from view that Lu Qingzhu and the others snapped back to reality, relief washing over their faces.

Lu Qingzhu was doing slightly better, while her disciples collapsed onto the ground, as if drained of all life!

Despite their state, everyone was still somewhat relieved; the feeling of surviving a catastrophe, something only those who have faced death and despair can truly comprehend.

"Clean up these... bodies, and then head back to the sect to wait for me; I'll go retrieve the items from the three sects!" Lu Qingzhu instructed her disciples, then turned to leave down the mountain.

There was no choice; Lu Qingzhu originally didn't have to rush, but she didn't know when Yun Hao would return. What if Yun Hao came back and she hadn't retrieved the treasures from the three sects yet? Wouldn't that be tragic?

Thinking of Yun Hao's terrifying strength, Lu Qingzhu couldn't help but shiver. He had killed nearly two hundred people with a single glance, including three Seventh Grade Martial Artists. That level of power was incredibly terrifying.

Meanwhile, a trace of delight lingered in Lu Qingzhu's heart, no matter the reason, Yun Hao hadn't killed her. Although he had been somewhat forward with her, precisely because of that, Lu Qingzhu sensed that if she could get along with Yun Hao, it might indeed turn out as she thought.

From then on, could the Qingzhu Sect soar to new heights?

However, what Lu Qingzhu didn't know was that as she walked along, lost in thought, Yun Hao had already taken Qing Luan and Xing Qing and destroyed another disobedient sect.

"Master, what about those nearby small sects? Aren't we going there?"

After leaving the Qingzhu Sect and wiping out three small sects, Yun Hao headed straight to the mountainside. After a long time, Qing Luan finally couldn't help but voice her question.

"How could we not go? I just suddenly changed my mind!"

"Changed your mind? Qing Luan doesn't understand!"

"First we'll go to your Piaomiao Palace. One reason is to help you seize the position of Palace Master; the other is to get the medicine for Xing Qing, and on the way, Xing Qing can train well. Hopefully, she can break through to the Fifth Grade Realm before leaving the Kunlun Sacred Land!"

Yun Hao gently rubbed Qing Luan's head, speaking tenderly.

But as Yun Hao finished speaking, he didn't hear the cheers of the two girls, which puzzled him.

"What? Aren't you two happy?" Yun Hao looked at the two girls.

"We are happy!" Qing Luan and Xing Qing replied in unison.

"Then why do you seem not to be showing it?" Yun Hao was puzzled; their reaction was too calm, quite different from what he'd imagined.

"No, Master, I'm just a bit worried, worried I won't meet your expectations, reaching the Fifth Grade Realm before leaving!" Xing Qing looked at Yun Hao, speaking cautiously.

"My disciple Yun Hao, how can you not have confidence?" Yun Hao said dominantly, and just as Xing Qing was about to nod seriously, he added another sentence.

"If worse comes to worse, I'll leave you here, and when you cultivate to the Fifth Grade Realm, I'll come to pick you up!"

Thud!

Hearing Yun Hao's unexpected words, Qing Luan and Xing Qing both fell to the ground.

Damn, the style change between your two sentences is too drastic!

Slap!

Yun Hao gave Qing Luan a pat on the rear, "Xing Qing is young and playful, and you're following suit, huh? Daring to act so exaggeratedly; I'll punish you now!"

"Ugh… Master…"

Originally, Yun Hao was just speaking off the cuff, but hearing Qing Luan's tender voice, how could he hold back? He instructed Xing Qing to find a place to practice, then took Qing Luan and vanished in a flash.