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"Indeed."

Within a spacious and bright residence, Gu Han's face was filled with emotion.

"This Heavenly Grade Room really justifies its steep price!"

"Young Master."

Ah-Sha inhaled deeply, her face showing a look of intoxication.

"It feels so comfortable!"

Inside the residence.

Although the concentration of spiritual energy was high, it was only five to six times that of the outside, far less than the concentration when Gu Han used Yuan Crystals. However, the spiritual energy here was extremely pure, almost devoid of any impurities. While it wasn't of much use to him, for Ah-Sha and ordinary cultivators, it was something they could only dream of!

What's more precious is...

The residence was also filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

As the spiritual energy entered his body, Gu Han felt invigorated. Not only did it eliminate the fatigue accumulated from days of travel and battle, but even the injuries left in his body were slowly healing under the nourishment of the spiritual energy!

This Heavenly Grade Room.

It turned out to be a treasured place for cultivation, rejuvenation, and healing!

"Young Master."

She was brimming with excitement.

"I feel like my cultivation level is about to break through again!"

"So soon?"

Gu Han was somewhat surprised, subconsciously touched her head, and smiled, "Ah-Sha is indeed a cultivation genius. It seems I need to step up my game, otherwise, it would be quite embarrassing to be surpassed by you so easily."

"Hehe!"

Ah-Sha squinted her eyes in comfort.

"Young Master, when my cultivation is higher, I will protect you."

"...Alright!"

Gu Han's tone was somewhat complex.

The ways of heaven are mysterious and elusive.

A bloodline as heaven-defying as the Eyes of Truth, which could grow to be nearly invincible, yet it had such a fatal flaw. For Ah-Sha, it was hard to say whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Thinking of this.

He made a silent vow.

Once his injuries were healed, he would go in search of enough spiritual herbs to repair the soul!

He couldn't let anything happen to her!

...

Outside the Inn.

Half a day had passed.

The crowd of onlookers had long since dispersed, and the long street had returned to its usual quiet.

At this moment.

A middle-aged man, holding a broken sword, with a stern face, slowly approached the front of the Inn.

During this time.

He had interrogated several people who had fled into the city from the outside and finally confirmed one thing.

The one who killed his nephew.

It was that young man, who also had a little girl with him!

"So, they've hidden here!"

The combination of a young man and a little girl was naturally quite conspicuous. After some inquiries, he easily found this place.

Of course.

He was solely focused on finding his nephew's killer and was unaware of the commotion caused by Gu Han.

"This guest."

Seeing him enter the Inn, a tall and thin steward came forward to greet him, apologizing with a bow.

"I'm sorry, but our Inn is fully booked."

"I'm not... Huh?"

The middle-aged man was about to reply when he suddenly paused.

"Who are you? Where is Innkeeper Song?"

He wasn't familiar with Song Xing, but they were acquainted.

"This guest."

The tall and thin steward naturally wouldn't explain the situation to him, only smiling.

"From today onwards, I, Qian Liu, am in charge of everything concerning this Inn."

"I see."

The man didn't bother to inquire further.

"Tell me, has a young man with a little girl checked in here?"

"A young man? A little girl?"

A flicker of recognition passed through Qian Liu's eyes.

"I don't know."

"You clearly know!"

The man noticed his reaction and his expression darkened.

"Where are they?"

"Guest!"

The smile on Qian Liu's face also disappeared.

"This is an Inn, I am only responsible for welcoming and sending off guests. As for who checks in, am I supposed to verify everyone's identity? If the guest wishes to probe for information, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place!"

"You!"

The man's tone faltered.

"I want to go in and see!"

Saying this.

He attempted to move forward.

"Get lost!"

Suddenly, a cold shout rang out!

Boom!

With a loud noise, the man's figure was suddenly sent flying!

Spurt!

Before he could land.

He had already spat out a mouthful of blood!

Murong Chuan!

The man instantly realized who had taken action, his heart filled with shock and regret, cursing himself for being blinded by hatred to the point of causing trouble on the Murong Family's territory.

"Murong Innkeeper!"

He couldn't care less about his injuries and quickly paid his respects.

"I was impudent, I hope the Murong Innkeeper can forgive me!"

"If there's a next time, I'll cut you down!"

"Yes! Yes!"

The man felt as if he had been granted a great pardon.

"Thank you, Murong Innkeeper, for your generosity! I'm leaving now, right away!"

With that.

He didn't dare to delay any longer and instantly disappeared from Qian Liu's sight.

"Innkeeper."

Qian Liu was somewhat puzzled.

"This person seemed to be looking for trouble with that young brother, why did you... let him go?"

"It's simple."

Murong Chuan's voice came out again.

"This is the Murong Family's place, if someone wants to trouble our guests, I will naturally take action! As for outside... I am not his protector, I can't take action for him in everything, nor can I kill every enemy he has, do you understand?"

"Subordinate understands!"

"Later, when you see him, explain this matter to him clearly. How he decides to handle it is up to him."

"Yes!"

...

Outside the Capital, in a secluded corner, Fatty stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering with a dark light.

Opposite.

The young man and his servant had blank expressions, as if their souls had been hooked away.

"Remember!"

Fatty's face was full of triumph.

"From today onwards, I am He Zheng, got it?"

"..."

The young man's expression struggled.

"You're He Zheng, and I... what's my name?"

"Who cares what you're called!"

Fatty was somewhat impatient.

"Ah Cat, Ah Dog, Big Fool, Second Fool, there are so many nice names, just pick one for yourself! Hurry up, don't waste time, hand over the Martial Academy credentials to me!"

"..."

The struggle on the young man's face intensified.

However.

He ultimately did not come to his senses, hesitated for a moment, and took out a jade token from his Storage Bag.

"This is it!"

Fatty happily took it over.

"Get lost, get lost!"

"Go... where?"

"Go wherever you like!"

Fatty's eyes shifted.

"This Great Qi Dynasty might be a remote little place, but it's enough for you to wander around for a year and a half. Remember, don't come back until you've stepped on every inch of this country's land, got it?"

"...Okay."

The master and servant nodded stiffly, dazed and confused, like zombies as they left.

"Phew..."

Seeing the two leave.

Fatty wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Tired me out!"

"Pah! What a lousy human calamity, my cultivation has dropped to this sorry state, even casting a simple Soul Capturing Technique is so strenuous!"

"Martial Academy?"

He glanced at the jade token in his hand, somewhat disdainful.

"The name sounds good, but it's just a bunch of small fry!"

"Whatever!"

He suddenly felt a surge of boldness.

"With me here, you bunch of mediocre ants, just wait to tremble and wail, grovel at my feet! Hahaha..."

...

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

Inside the Heavenly Grade Room, Gu Han slowly opened his eyes.

Nourished by the peculiar spiritual energy of this place, not only had his internal injuries healed, but he had also broken through the barriers of four more acupoints. Adding to the previous twenty-seven, he now had a total of thirty-one, and his cultivation level had officially stepped into the second level of Meridian Unblocking!

"Too slow!"

He shook his head, somewhat worried.

"Only four."

In fact.

His cultivation speed was already far superior to others, but compared to the breakthrough he had just made, it was much too slow.

"The concentration of spiritual energy here is still not enough."

For him.

The higher the concentration of spiritual energy, the better, and the purity of it was actually of little use. No matter how mixed the spiritual energy was, as long as it entered his body, it would be thoroughly purified by his peculiar meridians.

"Never mind."

He calmed his somewhat impatient thoughts.

"Haste makes waste, my foster father said, the path of cultivation must not be rushed, just let it take its natural course!"

He glanced at Ah-Sha.

She was still immersed in cultivation, her aura stronger than before, and she was about to step into the fourth level of Qi Condensation.

"Really fast."

He sighed, slowly got up.

There were less than two days left before the Martial Academy opened, and he still had a lot of materials and Beast Cores on him, which he naturally wanted to exchange for Yuan Crystals and also buy some spiritual herbs that could replenish Soul Force.

There was only one pill left from the Ghost Doctor.

He didn't dare to bet on how long this pill could sustain Ah-Sha.

Everything.

He had to prepare early!

With that thought.

He didn't disturb Ah-Sha, quietly opened the prohibition of the small courtyard, and went outside.

This time.

Murong Chuan did not appear.

It was Qian Liu who greeted him.

"Treasure Pavilion?"

Upon learning that Gu Han wanted to sell materials, he felt a bit regretful.

"Speaking of which, the Treasure Pavilion is one of the top shops in the Capital, with a formidable backing not to be underestimated! It's a pity that the Murong Family's shop that sells medicinal materials is located in another country; otherwise, with your status, young brother, you would definitely enjoy the biggest discount!"

"Discount?"

Gu Han's eyes lit up.

"Is it also free?"

"..."

Qian Liu was instantly choked, laughed dryly.

"Half price, this... cough cough, all at half price!"@@novelbin@@

"I don't understand!"

Gu Han's heart ached.

It was the feeling of watching countless Yuan Crystals slip away from him without being able to do anything about it.

"Why not do such a profitable business?"

"This..."

Qian Liu hesitated.

"Because of certain agreements within the upper sects, with the Treasure Pavilion present, it's not good for us to get involved in this business."

Gu Han's mind stirred.

Could it be...

The Treasure Pavilion also had the Jade Lifting Sect's influence?

It seemed that the Murong Family was not the only power within the Jade Lifting Sect; they also had competitors.

If there's a chance...

With that thought.

He made a silent vow.

He would visit all of the Murong Family's shops!

He was so poor.

Such a huge advantage, if it's free, why not take it!

"Young brother!"

Seeing Gu Han about to leave, Qian Liu seemed to remember something and quickly recounted the incident with the man from before, warning, "This person... seems to have ill intentions. Although he has already been injured by the innkeeper, I don't think he will just let it go. You should be very careful when you go out!"

"Thank you!"

Gu Han's heart tightened.

"I will be cautious!"

However.

While he remained vigilant.

He wouldn't just shrink back in the Inn and not go out; and if the other party went too far, he wouldn't mind asking Murong Chuan to come out and teach him a bloody lesson!

...

Watching Gu Han's departing figure.

Qian Liu's brows furrowed slightly, seemingly puzzled.

"How is it?"

Behind him.

Murong Chuan's voice came.

"What do you think of this young man?"

"Innkeeper!"

Qian Liu quickly paid his respects.

After glancing at Murong Chuan's expression, he carefully chose his words.

"This young brother seems... cough cough, seems quite ordinary. Why... why would he receive such attention from the young miss?"

"Ordinary?"

Murong Chuan was noncommittal.

"At first, I thought so too."

"So it seems, the young miss's vision is better than all of ours!"

...

Treasure Pavilion.

Located on the other side of the inner city, seemingly intentionally keeping a distance from the Murong Family's Inn.

Along the way.

Gu Han could hear the people's discussions everywhere.

And the main topic...

Was none other than him and Liu Tong!

Of course.

It was mainly about Liu Tong.

The people of the Capital had not been spared his oppression on ordinary days. Knowing that he had suffered such a huge setback, if it weren't for the fear of his background, the crowd almost wanted to cheer and celebrate!

Gu Han's sense of vigilance increased.

Could it be... the person from before was sent by Liu Tong?

"Stop right there!"

As he was thinking.

A middle-aged man suddenly blocked his path, holding a half-dead cultivator in his hand.

This is bad!

Upon seeing this man for the first time.

Gu Han's hairs stood on end!

This man's appearance...

Was somewhat similar to the young man who had died by his hand a few days ago!

And with his powerful Spiritual Sense, he had not noticed how this man had appeared before him, which was enough to indicate... the man before him was much stronger than him!

In an instant.

He vaguely recalled what the young man had said that day.

It seemed...

His second uncle was an Instructor at the Martial Academy!

Could it be... this person before him?

"Who are you?"

With this thought, he kept his composure on the surface but was on guard inside.

"Why are you stopping me?"

"Look carefully!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the cultivator in his hand.

"Is it him?"

Before.

After receiving Murong Chuan's warning, he naturally did not dare to make trouble at the Inn again. But he couldn't just let go of the vengeance for his nephew's death, so he caught a scattered cultivator to watch near the Inn. Once Gu Han came out, he could accurately identify him!

"It's..."

The scattered cultivator had already been tortured to the brink of death by him.

"It's him..."

"Good, good, good!"

The man sneered and casually threw him aside, fixing his gaze on Gu Han.

"You dare to kill my nephew, you've got guts!"

"What nephew?"

Gu Han's sense of crisis grew heavier.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Still trying to deny it!"

Boom!

Once confirmed, the man would no longer give Gu Han a chance to speak. His aura soared, and he slapped a palm towards Gu Han!

His cultivation... far surpassed the Yuan Gathering Realm!

"Pay with your life for my nephew!"

...

At this moment.

In the outer city, on the long street.

Fatty was looking around, complaining non-stop.

"What a lousy Martial Academy!"

"They even pick a day to open?"

"Making me, Fatty, wait for several days, they really have some nerve!"

"Wait and see, once I get through this human calamity and recover my cultivation, the first thing I'll do is tear down this shabby place!"

"..."

As he walked.

Suddenly.

There was a commotion in the distance.

"Something's happened!"

"What's going on?"

"Instructor Yu from the Martial Academy seems to be chasing a young man up ahead!"

"Hisss... Instructor Yu! That's a great master of the Spirit Profound Realm, who has he offended!"

"Why not go and see?"

"Right, right, right, let's go, let's go!"

"..."

"Huh?"

The previously listless Fatty perked up when he heard the discussions, his eyes lighting up, and he immediately became spirited.

"Is there a commotion?"

"Great, I love a good show!"

As he spoke.

With a speed that didn't match his physique, he left everyone far behind and ran towards the source of the excitement...