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Chi Hao Of course I know Strong man what you want to do, and join the battle department of Jiuyou to seek support.
But with so many people, it's not easy to handle. The main issue is that Luo Qianyi hasn't reached a higher level yet, so we can't take in so many people. Also, the personnel strength in Grand scale varies, making it difficult to arrange. If something goes wrong in a Task or any other aspect of the arrangement, it could greatly affect the reputation of the sect.
In Chi Hao's original plan, the cultivation of sect's combat power is aimed at reaching the top level, so there's no use for small fry to join.
Modern people value their lives very much. Who would be willing to risk their lives for a few spirit stones and fight for others? If you can lie down, you definitely won't stand up, and the only ones who can fight to the death are always just themselves. Therefore, Chi Hao refused Strong man before he could even speak, firstly because he couldn't eat, secondly because he couldn't carry it, and also because he didn't want to.
Back home, I began to practice. The Gathering Spirit Array at the Great Hotel only provides half the effect of the safe house, converting only 180 spirit power per hour. That's just over 2,000 in a night, but it takes 20,000 to go from level 12 to level 13. I have enough spirit stones, but time is a big issue. It's impossible to level up in less than ten days or half a month. The only way is to make a battalion flag, but the materials for making a battalion flag...
Ugh, this is just a template for a pay-to-win online game. Sometimes, Chi Hao can't help but want to shout to the heavens, "Hey, is there a recharge entrance or not?"
Early the next morning, Chi Hao went to find Guan Zhe. Guan Zhe had already gotten up very early and started exercising before dawn. He seemed to have a habit of morning exercises. Holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, he wielded it swiftly and smoothly, with a seamless flow of movements.
There's no need to ask; it's obvious that it's a mature set of footwork and knife techniques, and it's for group combat.
After watching for a while, Chi Hao suddenly had a bold idea. "Teacher Guan," Chi Hao greeted.
"Hmph, I am just an unofficial disciple, how dare I respond to the title of teacher from the sect leader," it was obvious that Guan Zhe had already realized that Chi Hao had set a trap for him yesterday, and he had no choice but to fall into it.
HeGuan Zhe considers himself aloof, offering a generous reward to recruit him on a Grand scale, but he remains unmoved, showcasing his pride. When it comes toChi Hao, just one phrase that doesn't meet the recruitment requirements results in only being offered a position as a reserve member. If Guan Zhe were to leave in a huff, wouldn't it prove that he is just an ordinary person, earning the reputation of being pretentious?
Knowing it's a trap, heGuan Zhe still has to play along, it would be strange if he didn't get angry. Chi Hao also knows that his actions are not fair, so he keeps a low profile.
"Teacher Guan, do you have time to go somewhere with me today?" Chi Hao asked respectfully. Guan Zhe became even angrier upon hearing this.
He had just joined the Jiuyou Sect yesterday and was immediately forced to spend the whole day chopping trees. Was this how his Green Dragon Crescent Blade was meant to be used? He had managed to hold back his anger until he was paid in the evening, refusing to go back and chop more trees. Now, early in the morning, the sect leader was sent to invite him. Could it be that as a descendant of the great Guan Yu, he would end up spending his afterlife chopping trees for others? The thought was distressing. Did those unfilial descendants not even spare a penny for him? It was truly despicable.
Guan Zhe The old man's heart can be said to be a mix of emotions. "Of course not," Chi Hao said.
"The spiritual world is different from our real world. We need to build our own home here, and many things need to be done by ourselves, so please understand more, old man. I'm not here today to let the old man continue to cut trees, but to take the old man to a secret place. I believe the old man will like it there."
"Oh? Then let's go." Arriving at the headquarters, at six o'clock sharp, Chi Hao immediately used the daily free key to open a beginner-level secret realm, taking the old man and Xiao Mengmei into the secret realm, heading to The Temple of the Demon King. The current Guan Zhe is already at level three, theoretically still having some difficulty dealing with zombies, so Chi Hao's plan is to quickly level up the old man while letting him experience the fun of fighting monsters.
For someone like Guan Zhe, who has been practicing with a big knife all his life, there aren't many opportunities to legitimately fight people. Will he feel stifled? There happens to be a large wave of zombies that can give Guan Zhe some practice.
I didn't expect that, Mr. Guan only watched for a while and then disdainfully asked Chi Hao to step down. Guan Zhe then gave a shake of his waist, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade appeared in his hand. With a swing of the blade, there was a heavy thud as the handle slammed into the ground.
Guan Zhe seemed to be gathering an invisible momentum around him, growing heavier and thicker. Suddenly, Guan Zhe roared, kicked the handle, and charged forward, using skillful wrist movements to keep the Green Dragon Crescent Blade constantly spinning.
When the zombie entered the attack range, it was met with a powerful and forceful strike that actually cut zombie into two pieces. The momentum of the strike did not diminish and continued forward, causing the affected zombies to be sent flying, and those further away to be pushed back.
Hiss, it's unexpectedly terrifying.
Chi Hao is very certain that the current Guan Zhe doesn't even have half of his strength attribute. However, the force of his strikes is not weaker at all, and there's even a feeling that if this strike were to come at him, Chi Hao feels like he wouldn't be able to block it.
Mr. Guan swings the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in a circular motion, moving up and down as if in a realm of no one. In the blink of an eye, Chi Hao has a feeling that this is just like the real Guan Yu from the game "Dynasty Warriors," where one strike would cause mass casualties. Although the current Guan Zhe is not as exaggerated as in the game, it's close enough.
The hit zombie was killed instantly, leaving the surrounding area filled with the dead or injured. Guan Zhe advanced with a mysterious pace, wielding a large sword, and wherever he went, zombie fell one after another, almost as fast as Chi Hao.
Ultimately limited by his level, after about ten minutes, Guan Zhe became exhausted and retreated to the cave entrance, sitting down on the ground to rest. It seems that the descendant of the Martial Saint is indeed powerful. Well, leaving Mr. Guan alone here to play slowly might not be a bad idea.
The only downside is that Guan Zhe does not have the ability of warrior soul to convert scattered spiritual energy into spiritual stones. But it doesn't matter, it's considered compensation for Mr. Guan. "Old man, you just stay here and play, consider it as compensation from the sect for you, I hope you accept it." After saying that, Chi Hao left.
The beginner-level secret realm is not suitable for Chi Hao, it's too simple and it's hard to make any progress. Just as he walked out of the secret realm, a disciple from a certain sect stopped Chi Hao, "Chief Chi, the village chief said there's something looking for you, please come over."
"I heard that the Imperial trading caravan is going to pass through our area and stay overnight here. Along with the caravan, there is also a group of blacksmiths, and the leader seems to be named Ornn. He is a famous blacksmith of the Empire and once forged a legendary weapon, which made him renowned throughout the Empire."
"Oh? That's interesting. I should go take a look," Chi Hao abandoned the plan to explore the Intermediate Dungeon and decided to see what the caravan would bring and to meet this blacksmith from the Imperial civilization.
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