C9

In the past few days, the Flame Clan's test was getting closer and closer. There was still about half a month left.

Ling Hao had always been training at home. His Cloud Piercing Sword Art was practiced to perfection, and his Fierce Tiger Fist had also reached the level of the first generation fist faction.

Yang Linglong, the proud daughter of the heavens, came to Ling Hao time and time again to spar in martial arts, but unfortunately, she also comprehended the sword faction's intention.

The two of them chatted more and more, often walking side by side in the Spirit Fire Plaza, which attracted the attention of many students.

Early morning, outside of Ling Hao's room.

"Linglong, your sword intent is almost the same as mine. You have achieved your goal."

Ling Hao said as he looked at this woman who had the appearance of a fairy.

"I'll be out for a few days. I won't be back until the day of the competition, so don't look for me for a while."

Yang Linglong's eyes were filled with reluctance. In the last few days, she had left an indelible image in her heart.

And then he said with determination, "I want to go with you."

"No, I don't want to take you with me."

"You bastard, aren't you a man, a monk? To be able to talk to you while bringing a great beauty like me, how nice is that! "

Even though Yang Linglong was in the True Sun realm, at this moment, she was like a little sister next door, with her eyes red and aggrieved beyond recognition.

"Look at you, if you don't have a chest, you won't be able to carry me."

In the past few days, Ling Hao had found a cave, which might have been left behind by some great figure, but the more great opportunity there was, the more dangerous it would be. This kind of cultivation was too ordinary, and there was still half a month before he could amaze the world by reaching the eighth level of Qi Condensation!

Make those mocking ants shut their mouths.

Yang Linglong's personality was rather unruly, but her heart was firm. She pestered him for a while, but Ling Hao still didn't agree.

"Hmph, it's fine even if you don't agree. I'll go wherever you go." Yang Linglong's bright eyes were very persistent.

Ling Hao was helpless. Even if he couldn't beat her, he still couldn't beat a True Sun Realm cultivator.

Just as they were in a stalemate, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother Ling, so this is where you live."

Ling Hao turned his head to look. The youth was dressed extravagantly, wearing a green robe, walking with his hands behind his back. His handsome eyes sized up Ling Hao, and when he saw Yang Linglong, it was as though he had seen a ghost.

"Sis, why are you here?" He hurried to the front of the two and saw Yang Linglong standing there like a mouse that saw a cat.

"Why can't I be here?" Yang Linglong rolled her eyes at him, and then raised her arm, pinching Yang Yue's ear with her fingers. Yang Yue grimaced in pain and said: "Speak, are you following me? You were like this when you were young, and now you are still like this. Little brother, your actions, I am very worried for the safety of our girls."

Ling Hao was speechless. Yang Yue was actually her younger brother.

"Sis, stop. Have you forgotten? A few days ago, I went to the Green Wolf Mountain to search for the Blood Soul Grass, but I couldn't find any traces of it even after a few days.

Yang Linglong was surprised, "The strange young man you're talking about is Ling Hao, no wonder both of them had the surname Ling. Your sister and I should have thought of that a long time ago."

A few days ago, her grandfather's wounds were reignited and could only be cured with the spiritual medicine, Blood Soul Grass. The original family had been searching for powerful warriors for a week, but Yang Linglong also went out to buy herbs.

Yang Yue saw his beloved grandfather as he grew up, day by day. He was worried in his heart, and decided to go to the depths of the Ash Wolf Mountain without caring about his safety.

However, after seven days, Yang Yue returned safely, and miraculously brought back the Blood Soul Grass, asking the reason, Yang Yue didn't dare to say who gave it to him, as he was afraid of disturbing Ling Hao. After all, it was a spiritual medicine, even if it saved his life, giving it away so casually would definitely cause the Spirit Flame race to tremble.

The three of them chatted for a while before they finally understood the situation.

"Now that I know, my grandfather and father both wish to meet you." Yang Linglong laughed. She didn't expect this guy to be so kind to her family.