Qi Xiangyu’s first reaction was to wonder if Shi Hao was trying to set him up again. After all, he had been tricked miserably by Shi Hao before, leaving him with a psychological shadow. Yet Shi Hao looked quite generous, leaving him unsure of what to think. Alright, let’s give it a try. After all, his physique was as tough as Golden Immortal Gold, so even if Shi Hao was setting a trap, what did he have to fear? Swish, he turned his palm into a blade and slashed toward Shi Hao’s hair. He struck Shi Hao’s hair with his palm, and a terrifying scene unfolded—Shi Hao’s hair remained unmoving, even reflecting a bronze sheen. Qi Xiangyu was speechless, his heart filled with complaints. There really was someone who refined even their hair with Immortal Rule! But there are only nine levels of Copper Armored Immortal. Even for a genius, the highest they could achieve was ten stars, allowing them to refine part of their body. But which genius would squander such a precious "quota" on hair? What an extravagance! "You, you, you!" Qi Xiangyu pointed at Shi Hao, almost wanting to curse. Such a colossal waste. If he had such talent back then and reached ten stars, his accomplishments now might have been beyond a Golden Immortal. Shi Hao laughed: "I’m just telling you, refining hair to the level of Immortal Gold is not impossible." Qi Xiangyu no longer dwelled on this point, looking at Shi Hao, he said, "So what if it is? My body is as hard as Golden Immortal Gold, what can you—" A gleam flashed, and a spray of blood erupted. Shi Hao raised his sword, made from Myriad Thunder True Gold, and asked Qi Xiangyu, "What were you saying?" Qi Xiangyu stared dumbfoundedly at his severed arm, filled with shock and disbelief, his astonishment even surpassing the pain, only letting out a moan of pain after a while. How is this possible? His body was indeed as hard as Golden Immortal Gold, how could it be cut with just one sword? "Mingyu-grade Immortal Artifact!" he blurted out. Only such a divine weapon could cut through his physique, there was no other possibility. Shi Hao did not explain; it was actually Immortal King Gold, even more powerful than Mingyu Immortal Gold. He swung back with another sword strike. Qi Xiangyu wanted to dodge, but with just over ten-star Copper Armored Immortal strength, how could he dodge? Another bloom of blood splattered, Qi Xiangyu was once again gushing blood, this time losing his other arm. Shi Hao sighed and said, "Had you not dodged, I’d have cut off your dog’s head with one sword, sparing you the suffering. Why bother?" Qi Xiangyu remained silent, his face filled with despair, but having reached Golden Immortal, his resolve was naturally unyielding, always seeking a sliver of hope even in hopeless situations. But given this situation... what other options did he have? Swish, for the third time, Shi Hao swung his sword. This time, Qi Xiangyu had no arms to block, his head was cut off. Though he killed a Golden Immortal, Shi Hao showed no pride, it wasn’t an achievement of his true strength, nothing to boast about, and speaking of setting a trap for a Golden Immortal, he had already killed Zhu Ke. "So, even high-level Immortals must be cautious, there are always unexpected methods in this world!" Shi Hao murmured as a self-admonition. Clap, clap, clap, just then, he heard the sound of crisp applause. Shi Hao was startled, looking towards where the applause came from, but saw no one there. "You really are a sly one!" A voice came from behind Shi Hao. Shi Hao turned around and finally saw a figure cloaked entirely in black. The clothes were loose, making it impossible to determine the figure’s gender by build, and the voice was completely neutral, leaving no clue to the gender. This person sure knows how to act mysterious. Shi Hao thought to himself, the other really attempted to look mysterious, clapping to mislead, then speaking from the opposite direction. However, this person likely wasn’t from Nine Flowers Hall, otherwise, Qi Xiangyu’s death wouldn’t have been ignored. "What’s your name, big brother, or big sister?" Shi Hao asked on purpose. With a hum, the garments of the black-clad figure trembled, as if provoked, but soon calmed down, saying, "Do not try to probe my depths, I’m taking you somewhere, it’s best if you cooperate, else I don’t mind knocking you out and carrying you." Shi Hao raised his hands and laughed: "No need for force, I’m quite cooperative." This person’s strength was unfathomable! Since the other hadn’t attacked immediately, it indicated no intent to kill him. "Very good!" The black-clad figure nodded, reaching out to grab Shi Hao. Shi Hao did not resist, allowing the other to take him. Whoosh, the black-clad person soared into the sky, their speed astonishing. Shi Hao agreed to cooperate because he had a trump card. — He was just a step away from Silver Spirit Immortal, so in a critical moment, he could undergo Immortal Tribulation, believing no one would dare touch him amidst an Immortal Tribulation. However, it was a last resort, usable only once. "Hm?" After the black-clad person’s departure, another person appeared, even more formidable, tearing through space and leisurely walking out. "Hmm, my little junior brother not only has extraordinary martial arts talent but also attracts people. How did he get involved with that figure again?" He rubbed his chin, "Regarding that person, according to our master, is among the most likely to break through to Immortal Venerable in this era, likely even beyond my match." "So, should I ask Master to intervene?" "Oh, Master’s fault, if he’d just taken little junior brother back, look at Yu Wei and Wen Xuan, they both advanced to Silver Spirit Immortal!" The most update n0vels are published on 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝 "Forget it, reaching Master’s level, he can nearly see through the future, so his decision naturally makes sense, I’ll just follow secretly." The black-clad figure carried Shi Hao over oceans, vast mountain ranges, great rivers passed beneath them, in a moment they arrived at a city and began teleporting. After about ten transfers, the black-clad figure stopped, perhaps fearing Shi Hao’s body couldn’t withstand it and would collapse, and took him to an inn to rest. They naturally took two rooms, one each, but Shi Hao was ordered not to leave the room even a step. This black-clad person...should be a Jade Immortal! Shi Hao speculated in his heart, although the person’s aura was unnoticeable, judging by their flight speed, even a Golden Immortal couldn’t compare. A Jade Immortal, taking him on a long journey to some place, what could be the reason? After resting for a day, the black-clad person continued the journey with Shi Hao. Just as they stepped out of the inn, they saw someone blocking their way. Red hair like blood, it was the Seventh Ancestor of the Wolf Clan.