Chapter Seventy-Three: The Meeting

  As he walked out of the hall, Qin Hao pondered while walking towards the stone chamber without stopping.

  Occasionally on the road, I heard some of our people secretly discussing the Blue Quiet Forest, their tone was somewhat complicated, but the resentment was very clear.

  Does he feel unjust for him? Qin Hao soon detected their meaning, and he didn't come out to say much. This matter was nothing to him. If he were disturbed by some gossip of ordinary people, how could he make progress in the path of refining martial arts and climb tirelessly? However, the attitude of his clansmen also made him feel very comforted in his heart.

  No matter what, the people who truly care about him believe in him, and that's enough, better than anything else. At least, everything he has done since his rebirth has been meaningful. A relieved smile floats on his face as Qin Hao continues to stroll along at a leisurely pace.

  As he walked near the martial arts arena, he suddenly heard a group of people talking. The tone seemed to be Qin Shan and others, Qin Hao's heart moved, stopped in his tracks, stood under a secluded wall root, and quietly listened to the crowd's conversation.

  At this moment, there were only twenty or thirty people in the practicing family, and the rest of them formed a circle around Qin Shan, Qin Ze and others.

  "Big brother, can't we just let those people outside spread rumors as they please?" The speaker was a slightly thin young man, whose face had turned bright red with indignation at this moment.

  "Who the hell spread this rumor? It wasn't Qin Hao back then, and it's uncertain whether they're still alive now." A 17 or 18-year-old youth with a clear face spoke with a fiery tone, his fists clenched tightly, looking like he was ready to pick a fight.

  "You all don't know how ugly the rumors are outside? All kinds of things have been said. Dammit, we must find out who's spreading these rumors."

  As soon as this remark came out, everyone responded in unison.

  "Find him out. Don't let that son of a bitch go."

  "Give a good lesson to those who spread rumors."

  "Beat him until he's no longer human."

  ……

  One by one, they waved their fists, with a fiery passion like they had eaten gunpowder, as if just a spark would set them off completely.

  To be honest, those who can stay in Tianlang City are people who take pride in their family and are truly united family members. How can such a group of people tolerate the humiliation of one of their own? Not to mention what Qin Hao has been doing these days is plain for all to see.

  Now they think back to a few months ago, when Qin Hao confidently said "we are the main characters" in front of those powerful and majestic family heads, their hearts still can't help but feel an irrepressible excitement, as if all the blood in their bodies had been thoroughly ignited.

  Perhaps there are still a few arrogant family juniors who have the idea of competing with Qin Hao in their hearts. But if anyone wants to do something to him, their first reaction is to roll up their sleeves and start fighting directly.

  Qin Shan saw that everyone was excited and smiled slightly, stretching out his palm to press down, letting everyone calm down first.

  The scene calmed down, Qin Shan's eyes swept around the circle, and he said nonchalantly: "You have such an idea, it's good. But does it really make sense? What to do after finding out the rumor monger? Beating him up or even killing him won't help at all."

  The anger that was about to erupt suddenly subsided. Indeed, even if they did so, it would be of no use.

  Slightly chubby Qin Ze had an air of nonchalance, pushing away the few people surrounding him, and walked out of the encirclement of the crowd, standing in front of a wooden stake as if nothing was wrong, practicing his martial skills.

  Qin Chao, Qin Ri, and Qin Xing, who had been trained by Qin Hao for a period of time, also reacted similarly, seemingly indifferent to Qin Hao's affairs.

  The rest of the brothers and sisters looked at each other in dismay. How could this group of people who were most familiar with Qin Hao react like this?

  "Do you think Qin Hao would care about this kind of thing? If it were the Qin Hao from five months ago, he might have gotten anxious and jumped up. But now... haha..." Qin Ze wiped away the sweat on his forehead, chuckled to himself, and continued practicing calmly.

  Qin Chao finished a set of attacking martial arts, Sanlian Po, and then started practicing his leg technique. He didn't forget to say with a smile: "I don't care about the outcome, I just want to know what will happen to that kid when Qin Hao catches him. Thinking about Lin Bi and Bai Ruo's fate, I kind of feel sorry for that guy."

  A group of people who attended the trial and followed Qin Hao to hunt in the Blue Forest seemed to have thought of something, and one by one, they couldn't help but burst out laughing. An idea suddenly popped up in their minds at the same time: That guy has never been at a disadvantage before.

  The martial arts arena, which was originally shrouded in a fierce atmosphere, gradually calmed down under the calm reactions of Qin Ze and others.

  "Each of you go practice now." Qin Shan added with a smile: "Qin Hao naturally knows how to handle it, instead of being resentful and unhappy, might as well intensify the practice and improve strength. Let no one dare to use this trick on me, the Qin family, from now on, that's the right way."

  Everyone had a thoughtful look on their faces, the crowd gradually dispersed, and many people seemed to have come to a realization, returning to their own practice positions.

  Qin Hao secretly witnessed the whole process and felt a wave of admiration in his heart. It seemed that not only he had made progress, but also these cousins of his had seen through it.

  Rather than being obsessed with others' opinions, it's better to focus on improving your martial skills, this is the right choice.

  After this episode, Qin Hao's mood also relaxed a lot. He ran back to the stone room, closed the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, and quietly began to cultivate his Xuan Gong.

  This cultivation, with his whole body fully focused, and again he didn't know how many hours had passed...

  It wasn't until late at night that Qin Hao pushed open the stone gate and walked out from inside.

  A round moon hung high in the sky, its milky white light pouring down. A gentle breeze blew by, and the shadows of the leaves beneath Qin Hao's feet swayed lightly, scattering the sparkling silver lights. The summer night gave people a sense of tranquility.

  At this moment, Qin Hao's eyebrows were furrowed slightly tighter.

  Now his strength has truly stabilized at the second level of Lingxuan, and looking at his current speed, two months later, his highest realm will also break through to the third level of Lingxuan. Compared with Lin Yu, it is still not enough.

  After some thought, the only way out is to leave Tianlang and go abroad for further study, but this choice is very difficult for him.

  Walked to the side of the martial arts arena, found that there were still some dim lights flickering, looked closely, and saw that the people inside were moving around, apparently practicing.

  Qin Hao stood still for a moment, and couldn't help but let out another long sigh. Their progress had been extremely fast, and now it could be said that any young disciple from Tianlang City who came to engage in a one-on-one match with them would end up being defeated miserably.

  But this is still not enough. The Lin and Lan families, their current strength is still not enough to deal with the alliance of these two families.

  Shaking his head, Qin Hao walked back to the stone room and continued to practice bitterly. There were only nearly two months left before he went to Fengzong Sect, no time to waste.

  In the following days, Qin Hao was either alone in the stone room practicing bitterly or sneaking into the martial arts arena to secretly observe everyone's situation and pay attention to their progress. He also racked his brains thinking about whether there was a way to make them break through faster. However, those methods were ultimately not the right path. The cultivation would temporarily soar rapidly, but the price paid would be that it would be difficult to advance even an inch in the future martial arts realm.

  On this day, Qin Hao finished his practice and left the stone room, running to a pavilion near the martial arts arena to observe the situation.

  Tonight, Qin Shan and the others were practicing their body techniques. Among them, Qin Hao's "Thousand Miles Wind Control" had already been included in the Wuji Pavilion. If someone in the clan had a high enough cultivation level, they could choose to practice it on their own initiative. At this moment, nearly fifty figures in the field were all displaying the body technique of "Thousand Miles Wind Control".

  The current long wooden array has been improved by the elders of the clan. They had people build several huge steel frames and hang all the long woods on these frames. The effect during training is roughly unchanged. In this way, when practicing body techniques, the entire long wooden array can be moved intact, and when practicing other martial arts, it can be removed and placed in one place, which is much more convenient.

  Fifty figures, all moving with considerable agility. From Qin Hao's position looking down, it was as if fifty spiritual snakes were darting and roaming in the wooden forest, their bodies constantly swaying, truly magnificent.

  Judging from their movements, their mastery of the Thousand Mile Wind Body Technique is still passable. Although there are some places that are too deliberate, with stiff steps and a rigid routine, unable to achieve true freedom like the wind, but considering their cultivation level, it's also considered satisfactory.

  "Perhaps I shouldn't have had such high expectations of them." Qin Hao's lips curled into a bitter smile.

  These days he is still too anxious. Although he says he doesn't mind the matter of Fengshen Sect, he still has some worries in his heart. He can't help but mention their requirements again and again.

  "What expectations?"

  An old voice suddenly appeared, and the three elders stood beside him without knowing when. The three elders wore a black robe, with a spirited and sharp gaze looking at Qin Hao.

  "The Three Elders." Qin Hao was slightly shocked and hastily bowed his head in respect.

  The three elders asked faintly: "Qin Hao, I see that you have been standing in this position for the past three days, sighing and thinking deeply. Is there something on your mind that you can't figure out?"

  Qin Hao slightly froze for a moment, his hands grasping the stone railing also tightened: "How did Third Elder know I've been standing here for three days?"

  The three elders' eyes gleamed: "This doesn't need to be said. I couldn't guess, Qin Hao, what's been troubling you? Is it because of the people outside? Recently, I've also heard some comments from outsiders about you."

  "No." Qin Hao smiled wryly and shook his head.

  "I really can't guess what's bothering you? Are you thinking of going out to study?"

  The three elders turned around, their hands on the railing, looking towards the martial arts arena and said firmly: "If it wasn't for the insults from outsiders, then it must be because of this matter."