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CHAPTER VI BUSINESS

After using the Qi Gathering Powder and the Spirit Stones, Wang Hao knew that the path of cultivation was not that easy. He decided to go out and see if there were any suitable herbs for cultivation. Actually, the herbs needed to concoct Qi Gathering Powder was not that precious and would cost around tens of thousands yuan. However, it was not that easy to find a good Chinese medicine store now.

With his current strength, he was able to accurately distinguish that this was not an ordinary gangster fight, and he quickly rushed to the location where the sound came from. In a small alley, there were three people surrounding a person, as if they wanted to make that person hand over something, and the middle-aged man, who was being besieged, seemed unwilling to be besieged, as the three of them started to fight again. Wang Hao hid in the corner and watched the scene, and in that moment, his blood started to boil, he did not know that he was much stronger than those guys, and did not have any specific moves or experiences in fighting. After a while, the middle-aged man with blood all over his body leaned against the wall, dying. Of the other three people, two of them were injured to the end, and one of them had died. At this time, Wang Hao's blood was boiling and his head was burning. All of the Zhen Qi gathered at his feet, and he kicked the man with the dagger away. After he finished kicking, he was also stunned. How did he fly without much strength? His head was full of question marks. Unable to bear it anymore, he hurriedly helped the injured middle-aged man to send him to the hospital. As soon as he helped him up, he realized that the guy was not dead even after receiving such a heavy injury. A cut on his back nearly split him in half.

"Young hero, thank you for saving me, but I know my own injuries. Cough … Wang Hao had no choice but to pass his zhen qi to the middle-aged man through his hand. The middle-aged man was obviously shocked, then he shook his head and said, "Young hero, you don't need to waste your energy, if Young Hero really wants to trouble you to give this to my master, then please take out a small cloth bag from your chest and give it to Wang Hao," My master is in Wu Dang, and I believe Young Hero knows that all the disciples in Wu Dang Mountain are outer sect disciples. When you arrive at Wu Dang Mountain, find their Sect Leader and give him this, he will take you to see me. " Finally, the middle-aged man said something that made Wang Hao even more baffled. Then, he said his farewells, "Be careful …" In the end, it seemed to be some sort of hatred that he didn't hear clearly.

Wang Hao walked out of the alley. He looked up at the sky and quickly disappeared into the sea of people. Returning to his residence and thinking about what happened today, Wang Hao realized that this world wasn't as simple as he had imagined. It was just that some people hid themselves too deeply, so ordinary people wouldn't be able to see them …

The next morning, Wang Hao went out to sell some herbs to prepare the Qi Gathering Powder. Right now, the only thing he could do was to increase his own strength, who knew when he would come back to answer the questions of the right experts, he finally knew which middle-aged man said the last words to him, telling him to be careful of the Cang Faction's revenge. It seemed like he had gotten in the way of money that day, but what he did not know was that he casually kicked someone to death that day, and that person was the sole son of the Sect Leader.

In a secluded courtyard, a youth with wounds all over his body was talking to a middle-aged woman. If Wang Hao was there, he would have recognized this person. He was one of the three people that had besieged Wu Dang. She heard him say, "Mistress, I'm sorry. This disciple definitely didn't protect junior brother." The middle-aged woman turned around and asked with a dark expression, "What happened to Yun'er?" "Why did you come back alone from the three of you?" the injured youth asked, trembling. "Little Junior Brother …" Was … "We've been harmed!" Saying that, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed. After the middle-aged woman heard this, her whole body trembled non-stop, she gritted her teeth and spat out a few words, "Speak, who did this to my son, and I will dismember his body into ten thousand pieces." "I don't know who it is, but I can draw his appearance, so I hope that Mistress can let it slide", after a while, the disciple drew a picture of Wang Hao from her memories.

"Useless trash, what's the use of keeping you alive?" The middle-aged woman waved her hand, and the youth who had just returned from his painting was already decapitated.

At this moment, Wang Hao still didn't know that he was being targeted. He packed his things and planned to go to the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range to look for spirit stones.