Martial Soul: Be a Saint

After a moment of silence, the lady looked at Wu Hao and said indifferently.    

She had expected this outcome.    

He just didn't expect it to happen so quickly.    

"I'm sorry!"    

Looking at her lonely back, Wu Hao suddenly apologized to her.    

Hearing this, the girl's body trembled slightly before coming to a stop.    

"No need …" With her back facing him, the woman slowly replied, "Actually, I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for protecting me!"    

After saying that, the woman went into the house to pack up her things.    

Half a day later, a flame lit up the fishing village.    

By the time the villagers in the fishing village realized this, the hut had already been turned to ash.    

From then on, the Fisherman and his brother disappeared from the Yongan Town.    

As for Chen Feng, after successively receiving shock, he understood the meaning behind his father's words: "beyond the mountain, beyond the mountain, beyond the people". From then on, he became obedient, and became a successful new generation.    

On the other hand, He Fei who was heavily injured by the woman, kept thinking about Wu Hao and the woman. After returning to Skyblaze Sect, he had once again activated his men to look for the whereabouts of the two.    

Later on, this matter came to an end.    

A few years later.    

After He Fei worked hard and successfully became an outer disciple of the Skyblaze Sect, he truly experienced the power of a cultivator.    

At this time, he once again thought of Wu Hao and the woman. He swore in his heart that one day, he would find them and take revenge for what happened that day.    

Time flowed like water, little by little.    

Southwest Territories, in the territories under the Fire God's Palace, a sect suddenly appeared all these years — — Tianxiong Gate.    

The Tianxiong Gate was not big, and its power was weak, but its development speed was very fast, the number of people increased rapidly in a few short years.    

The reason was that, compared to the other sects, the threshold of the Tianxiong Gate's disciple recruitment test was too low, so low that it would cause people to raise their eyebrows.    

However, in terms of sect rules and management of resources, he surpassed many large sects.    

In the beginning, the Tianxiong Gate was only a sect with a few dozen people. It only occupied an extremely barren region far away from the human world.    

But later, in a few short years, the Tianxiong Gate grew into a sect with a few thousand people, and their sect's subordinate forces started to invade the large cities and towns, entering into the eyes of the people, and became well-known by the public.    

At this time, Southwest Territories, Rogue Cultivator Alliance, one of the five Alliance Masters of the Southwest Branch Division, Chen Ting was holding onto a piece of Transmission Jade Plate, and reading the latest information obtained by his spy inside.    

In next to no time, his brows were knit tightly together.    

Half a day later.    

Southwest Rogue Cultivator City, Chen Residence.    

"Dad, you're looking for me?"    

In a certain study in the Chen Palace, Chen Ting stood at the window with his hands behind his back. At this time, Chen Xiao pushed open the door and entered.    

"Close the door, father has something to ask you!"    

Hearing that, Chen Xiao frowned, but still closed the door behind him, and at the same time opened his mouth to probe, asking: "Father, I wonder why you are looking for me …."    

"Brat, you're so promising!" Let me ask you, what have you been doing outside for the past few years? " Chen Ting slowly turned around, and it could be seen that his expression was very serious, his dignity as a being in power could be seen from a single glance.    

"Eating, drinking, and playing. Dad, with such a promising person supporting me, what else do I need to do?" Chen Xiao shrugged his shoulders at him and answered indifferently.    

"Alright, you brat, you're good at it, but you're actually lying!" Chen Ting squinted, staring at him with a serious look.