C35 White Tiger Hall's Fear

"Ling Hao, you are truly courting death!" Chen Zongyang only wanted to laugh loudly. This arrogant youth really thought that he was a god of war.

Chen Zongyang turned around and said: "You little ant, I'll wait for you. When the time comes, don't go back on your word."

"I just hope that at that time, you won't kneel and beg for mercy."

Ling Hao laughed coldly and entered the room.

Everyone was speechless. This fellow was too arrogant, that Chen Zongyang was only at the fourth stage of the True Yang, a mere ninth level Qi Condensation cultivator like you, where did your confidence come from?

How dare you say so, first stage against second stage?

Lan Ruozhi was not interested to continue watching. She turned around and left.

Yang Linglong also did not want to disturb Ling Hao's cultivation, so he left with an apprehensive mood.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master sighed, "Young man, you are really arrogant. You really don't know what realm the True Yang realm is at."

In a single day, Ling Hao used two medicinal herbs to refine some Qi Condensation Powder. On the second day, he had already broken through to the great circle of Qi Condensation, and in his previous life, he had cultivated all these realms before.

At his current realm, he only needed to refine two Yin-Yang Pellets to break through to the first stage of the True Yang. At the True Yang realm, a ball of sun would be born in his body, and when ordinary people condense to the True Yang, they would become a grey sun while the most outstanding was a black sun, like Chen Zongyang, who was a red sun.

The better part was gold!

The Yin Yang Pellet was a Pills created during Ling Hao's free time in his previous life, and only he knew of it in this world.

The common cultivators all had to comprehend the true meaning of the sun. Only after comprehending that realm would they be able to condense True Yang s. However, he was different. Once he refined a Yin Yang Pill, he would not need to comprehend anything because he had comprehended it before.

"The material for Yin Yang Pill, White Profound Grass, Infinite Root, Lunar Heart."

"These three herbs are all in the White Tiger Pill Room. The other three halls don't have any, so you can see how powerful this White Tiger Hall is."

Ling Hao pushed open the door and headed towards the White Tiger Hall.

"Look, he's from the Vermilion Bird Hall." At the pill room's door, the group of youths were chatting when they saw the youth dressed in the Vermillion Bird's attire. Everyone's faces revealed a playful expression.

Ling Hao saw everyone pointing fingers, so he did not mind and continued to walk towards the pill house.

"Oi, little brat, don't you know that your Vermillion Bird Temple has a fiend that has a death grudge with our Big Senior? Who gave you the guts to come to this kind of place? "

Yu Feng was a cultivator at the great circle of Qi Condensation. He was an inner disciple, and beside him were a group of ordinary disciples.

"Talking to you? Are you dumb? " Yu Feng laughed coldly.

"I advise you to keep your mouth shut, or you'll be courting death." Ling Hao looked at Yu Feng who was in front of him and pushed him away: "Scram!"

Yu Feng couldn't believe this. Was this Vermillion Bird Hall disciple crazy? He was actually pushing him on his own territory?

The green clothed girl looked at Ling Hao, covered her mouth and laughed: "Those that don't know, I thought you were the Evil God Ling Hao? "This posture is really good."

Following that, a hint of disdain appeared on her coquettish face as she said, "If you kneel down and apologize to Big Brother Yu Feng, then we'll spare you!"

She pulled Yu Feng's arm and looked at the Vermillion Bird Courtyard disciple with disdain, as if she were a small bird that would fall in love with a person.

What was that? Did he think he was very powerful? Other than that crazy Ling Hao, who else would not lower their head when they see a disciple of the White Tiger Palace?

Yu Feng also laughed, and lightly glanced at Ling Hao, and said: "Do you know the result of a disciple from your Vermillion Bird Hall offending me last time?"

He leisurely walked in front of Ling Hao and said word by word, "I beat you into an idiot."

"Now, kneel down and apologize!"

"I'll spare your life!"

Yu Feng said in a cold voice, as if he was about to open his mouth to say something. Suddenly, he saw a ray of sword light flash past, then his neck turned slightly cold as pain came from it.

From the other disciples' point of view, all they could see was a wisp of blood on the ground with an elegant curve.

Immediately, the smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

Ling Hao frowned and asked: "Why did you lie down?"

"I'm still waiting to kneel down before you."

The surrounding disciples began to howl.

"He killed big brother Yu Feng, hurry and report this to the Law Enforcing Elder!" The green-clothed Girl was so frightened that her face paled. She knew that Yu Feng's cultivation level was at the peak of the Qi Condensation stage, but no one had seen his movements clearly.