Ding Hao shook his head.

“It’s true that reactionary forces are in the rise. It will be troublesome because the high-leveled of our sect summoned me. I suppose it has something with Mu Tianyang or Song Ke who was killed by me. It must be tough to get through this.”

While reading the booklet given by Li Lan by moonlight, he slowly walked back to his dormitory.

“Mu Tianyang, an abandoned baby adopted by the former School Master of the Tranquility Academy, has an unparalleled talent which is rare for thousands of years. He cultivated the unique technique Tranquility Nirvana Heart Sutra and had achieved little success, breaking through the first layer in the first year and the second in the second year…”

“He has been selected to be the candidate for the School Master of the Tranquility Academy after 60 years!”

“He holds the record for the fastest cultivation speed in the history of the Tranquility Academy!”

“Being the youngest expert who broke through the primordial realm in the history of the Snow Province!”

“No one knows what kind of lineage Mu Muyang has, but it is definitely a rare Top Grade lineage which is truly terrible!”

“The acknowledged first person of the younger generation in the entire Snow Province has a great impact even in 36 states of the entire Northern Wildnerness Domain. He ranks tenth in the Hidden Genius List under 14-year-old among the masters of the Northern Wildnerness Domain.”

“He is considered by the Demon Tribe to be the biggest enemy and opponent of the entire Demon Tribe within the next hundred years!”

“At the age of 13, he killed some demon commander. And he also has lived in the wilderness for half a year, so he has extremely rich combat experience…”

While turning over various records of Mu Tianyang in the booklet, Ding Hao began to realize what kind of opponent he was about to face. The opponent was so powerful that God gave Mu Tianyang unparalleled talents. But to be honest, Ding Hao had already expected that at the beginning, so he didn’t feel much pressure.

Ding Hao was very confident of his own lineage of Saintly Being of Saber and Sword.

Three years were very abundant!

“I will defeat the so-called first genius in the Snow Province, tearing all the prejudice and leaving everyone dumbfounded… haha!”

Ding Hao as full of pride.

He set aside the booklet and began to sit on the futon in the living room as usual. He then continued to compete for time and seconds to cultivate.

In the past five or six days of hard work in the wilderness, Ding Hao had made great progress.

He has already cultivated the Smoke Technique in the four-character technique of Smoke Billow Blurry Technique to the Completion and his Ice and Fire Nine Turns Golden Body has carried forward into the first layer Skin Golden Body. He has begun the second turn Muscle Golden Body, and the first move Dragon King Emerges from the Dragon King’s Water-Splitting Style in nine sword movements,which has been cultivated to perfection. He has begun the second move, Dragon King Continuous Chop.

In addition, in the process of fighting demons, the white-liquid energy stored inside Ding Hao’s body has been stimulated again. And the strange heat appearing in that ultimate state began circulating again inside Ding Hao, transforming his fleshly body and cells. Combined with Ice and Fire Nine Turns Golden Body, it increased Ding Hao’s power.

Now Ding Hao had at least four thousand kilograms of power without using Qi.

Only in this way could he compete with the warriors of the five-apertured Martial Disciple Realm.

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This was one of the reasons why Ding Hao could defeat Duan Tianli roughly, painstakingly and elegantly.

“After training in the wilderness, one of my four apertures and the Jujue Aperture in the top middle dantian, and the six extra-channels Ren Meridian have been completely opened, and burning flame Qi has entered into the four-apertured Martial Disciple Realm. Well, twelve standard meridians and six extra-channels have all gotten into the Completion of the four-apertured Martial Disciple Realm.”

Ding Hao muttered to himself, with his right hand unfolding. An elf-like orange-red little flame, which jumped and appeared, then gradually enlarged and turned into a big flame the sizr of a fist.

It was Scorching Magical Fire!

This was an extremely wonderful flame that did not seem to release any heat.

Even if you were close to it a centimeter away or so, you would not feel any heat.

However, once you were contaminated by this flame, even ironware would be melted into molten iron.

With the improvement of the realm of the middle dantian in Ding Hao’s chest, the layers of his apertures and meridians could be traversed and refined, and the power of the Scorching Magical Fire would be stronger and stronger accordingly.

According to the Saber Master, if the 108 apertures of the six extra-channels were opened, the Scorching Magical Fire produced could melt anything in the world. Even some supreme people could be burned into pieces of fly ash in an instant if caught up with this flame.

“Sword Master, let’s refine weapons tonight!”

Ding Hao communicated with the Sword Master in his mind, preparing to cast his own inscription.

After all, although the status of warriors was noble and respectable in this world, the status of inscriptionists and pharmacists was even higher than that of warriors because they were rare. Inscriptionists could cast Qi Magic Weapons, while pharmacists refined Spiritual Medicine. In terms of supply and demand, inscriptionists and pharmacists held the warriors’ throats.

Sometimes, a higher magical weapon and rare spiritual medicine could be used to produce an acquired master.

For example, in some large sects such as the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, there were also institutions such as the Sword-forging Hall and the Herb Hall, which were used to train their own Inscriptionists and pharmacists. They provided various magical weapons and pills for the entire sect, which was also one of the important factors in measuring the strength and potential of a sect.

If Ding Hao wanted to challenge Mu Tianyang, he must do an all-round preparation.

The cultivation of lineage and martial arts realm was one aspect, and magical weapons and pills which could improve strength were also essential. Now that the two abnormal grandparents, Saber Master and Sword Master, were here, Ding Hao decided to develop self-reliance and self-sufficiency.

“Haha, Little Chap Ding. Are you finally going to start refining? Well, I have tailored for you a technique of refining weapons called Nine-Level Cast Qi Class. With your current strength, you can start learning to cast the ninth level of Qi. Well, look! This is the Heart Sutra’s ninth level of incantation…”

The voice of the Sword Master couldn’t wait to echo around Ding Hao’s mind.

A series of profound, obscure casting incantations and the scriptures were generally engraved in the memory of Ding Hao fluently.

Closing his eyes, he quietly pondered for half an hour and then opened his eyes abruptly.

There was a hint of awakening in his eyes, and he has already realized something in the scriptures.

Under the guidance of the Sword Master, Ding Hao sat cross-legged with his hands naturally spreading out. In the palm of his hands, the small flames of Scorching Flame Qi grew from a small one to a large one with constant changes. This was his training of proficiency in the handling of flame.

Among various abilities of a qualified Inscriptionist, he ranked first in terms of manipulation.