Chapter Fifty-Three: The Illusory Convergence of Breath

  Qin Hao took three steps and hurried back to the Xuanmen, the guard at the mountain gate only felt a gust of wind blowing by, without even seeing a shadow, Qin Hao had already entered.

  "That's strange, something just passed by earlier!" said the disciple who was keeping watch.

  "Are you blind? Our Xuanmen is not some big sect, it's just a small school in the Yun country. We're at the bottom of the list, how could anyone come here? Those ordinary people can't even get past the outer formation." Another disciple was dozing off, his eyes opening and closing lazily, clearly very idle.

  "Maybe I'm seeing things, but this new successor is really strange, not even setting up a banquet, just like that inherited, too impolite........." The two of them then started talking about the new successor again, unaware that the master had just flown by their side.

  "As soon as I came back, I felt at ease." In the Mingyue Peak, Mingyue Xiang opened her eyes in the closed room, she sensed the aura on Qin Hao's body, but in the next moment, she closed her eyes again. She thought that Qin Hao had just gone out to clear his mind and play a small temper, if she knew that Qin Hao had schemed against Kong Xuan, who knows what kind of feeling it would be.

  Qin Hao obviously couldn't manage so much, as soon as he returned to the door of his house, he directly hung a "do not disturb" sign, with an attitude that he wanted to retreat and cultivate in seclusion. This made all the disciples of Mingyue Peak feel strange, this master was indeed very hardworking, on the first day after ascending to the position of the leader, he didn't show up or make any appearance, and just retreated like this.

  "Tai Shang Lao Lao." At this time, in the Yunfeng, Tai Shang Lao Lao's pavilion, a palace-dressed woman appeared. This person was actually Xiaoyu from Mingyue Peak.

  "Hmm." The Supreme Elder of Yunfeng closed his eyes slightly, only opening them again after hearing Xiaoyu's voice. He had a profound and mysterious expression as he said, "What is it? Is there something important?"

  "Yes, Master said that the Tianxuan Sect people will come to Xuandu tomorrow, and today she is in seclusion, preparing for tomorrow's incense ceremony. Little Jade respectfully said, but she knew that Yunfeng's Yun Wuya elder had a strange temper, and since they were on the same path, she came up with a plan, of course, she would never be able to sit on an equal footing with Yun Wuya."

  And what she wants is Qin Hao's death. Moreover, Yun Wuya promised that once Qin Hao dies, Mingyue Xiang goes to the Great Sect, and she becomes the master of Mingyue Peak. That's why she dares to take such a risk. Most importantly, she can't swallow this breath, feeling extremely unbalanced in her heart.

  "Oh, I see. If the Tianxuan Sect's people come, it will be the end of Shenmo's life. But who should we let in on this secret?" Yun Wuyue had a deep look of contemplation on his face.

  "This..." Xiaoyu was in a difficult situation, Yun Wuyue obviously wanted her to go, but she had also made an oath not to leak any information about the divine pulse to anyone, otherwise she would be struck by heavenly thunder. Yun Wuyue was sending her to her death! Thinking of this, she broke out in cold sweat, never expecting it to end like this.

  "Haha, don't worry, I promised you that we won't go back on our word. We swore not to lay a hand on him and not to reveal his true identity as the Heaven's Chosen One. But we didn't swear not to let others notice him. Once they do, with his aura, does he still need us to speak up for him?" Yun Wuyue smiled.

  "So it was like this, the Supreme Elder is indeed extraordinary." A sinister smile appeared on Xiaoyu's face.

  "Ah-che... who could be thinking of me?" Qin Hao let out a sneeze in the small room: "There aren't many people in this world who think about me, aside from my master. If I rule that out, then it must be someone who wants to harm me. Hmm, what do I have that's worth harming me for?"

  Nothing is for nothing, he says that now infected with a cold and sneezing ghost would not believe, so he thought someone was plotting against him, and it's very serious things, otherwise sneezing will not be so loud, right? There is a saying that there must be a reason for everything, nothing can happen out of thin air.

  But now Qin Hao didn't have time to guess anymore. He muttered a few words in his heart, and then several things appeared on the table.

  Xiao Meng suddenly appeared beside him, her bright and agile eyes flickering as she stared at the five feathers, which were clearly the Five Spirit Light Feathers plucked from Kong Xuan's tail.

  "Here, take it and play with it." Qin Hao casually handed the five feathers to Xiao Meng.

  "My husband is so good." Little Meng happily took the five shiny feathers and walked to the bed, playing with them alone. She would sometimes put the feathers in her hair, and then take them out again, occasionally fiddling with them, but she didn't disturb Qin Hao at all. It was as if a child had gotten a new toy and wanted to play with it to their heart's content.

  Qin Hao knew that Xiao Meng wouldn't keep the Five Spirits Divine Light Feather to himself forever, and in the end it would still fall into his own pocket. Moreover, if he couldn't become a Daoist master, he wouldn't be able to use the treasure, and even if he managed to turn the Five Spirits Divine Light Feather into a treasure, he would still need Xiao Meng's power to use it. In short, the two of them were inseparable.

  Then Qin Hao looked at the things on the table with a silly smile, this was all his family's property. A dagger emitting an eerie black mist, subtly matching a mysterious trend in the universe, it was that dark magic dagger, a mid-grade weapon in the mortal world. The other two long swords, one was taken from Li Gang, and the other was taken from Murong Chen. Murong Chen's long sword seemed to hide some secrets, involving some ancient legacy, also mid-grade. Li Gang's fire spirit sword was somewhat outdated. Under the dark magic dagger and Murong Chen's long sword, not a single ray of light dared to come out.

  "It turns out that the treasure also has a rivalry, how strange! What is this small beast skin for? Even the dark magic dagger seems to be emitting a hint of fear. Is this also a rare treasure?" Qin Hao really couldn't understand, at first he thought this small piece of beast skin was some kind of rare treasure because it had an attractive smell and the patterns on it were mysterious and profound. But when you looked deeper, it seemed like nothing special, just like an ordinary beast skin.

  However, what made Qin Hao take it seriously was that the beast skin couldn't be stored in the Void Jade. Several Tianxuan cultivators came and went, and Qin Hao was anxious for a while. He had no choice but to let Xiaomeng bring it into the consciousness of the jade butterfly. Unexpectedly, it hit the right spot, which made Qin Hao feel that it was special. Until now, Qin Hao found it more and more strange. How could this small beast skin be so difficult to collect? It couldn't possibly be an ordinary item.

  But now there is no time to study the beast skin, and a volume of secret skills is waiting for him to comprehend. This is Qin Hao's dreamy secret skill, Introspection Fantasy Decision. He doesn't know what kind of person Ming Wang is, but as soon as he hears that he can dominate the Tian Xuan undefeated, this title alone is enough to be intimidating. And what is the so-called Ming Wang inheritance for? Qin Hao doesn't even want to bother with it.

  "Perhaps this concealment technique can not only hide one's cultivation, but also hide one's aura, who knows. Qin Hao was most annoyed by his Tang Monk-like aura, although he had managed to turn danger into safety several times, he didn't want to live a life where people were constantly spying on him, and he wasn't some kind of beauty, taking a bath would still attract a group of peeping Toms."

  He then opened the ancient scroll, and the dusty air of years past infected Qin Hao's mind. It was as if a diagram explaining the workings of heaven and earth had been drawn, depicting a mysterious method of operation. On it, there were only lines of flowing, shimmering veins, as if they had been severed from the world and connected within.

  "How terrifying, what kind of strength is required to achieve this." Qin Hao was shocked, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that these patterns were not man-made, but rather cut from the heavens and sealed within. Moreover, they coincided perfectly with the scroll.

  As a divine pulse, a cultivable divine pulse, it's probably very difficult for anyone to see through the overall situation of heaven and earth like him at this time. So he made a stunning guess: "If Ming Wang is not the Great Emperor, he will definitely not be able to cut off the heavenly pulse and seal it in this picture scroll."

  Thinking of this, Qin Hao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. If this was indeed the work of the Great Emperor, it's no wonder that the elders of Tianxuan would attach such importance to it, and pursue Kong Xuan to the death.

  "The meridians of the human body, connecting with the earth, the earth's meridians, connecting with heaven... Unbeknownst to him, Qin Hao entered a mystical realm, as if he had flown into this chart and transformed into one of the breakthroughs in the heavenly and earthly meridians. Although he was a Body Refiner, for some reason, he could also sense the meridians within this chart, those lines connecting with each other to form a grand trend, a hidden trend in the heavens and earth that no one could track."

  He seemed to have entered the water, himself a fish, turning and passing through; as if he had entered the mountains, himself a tree, turning and passing through. He seemed to have entered the boundless desert, himself a grain of sand, turning and changing, he seemed to have come to another world, as if he had experienced the eternal years, water, fire, even becoming a stone...

  But the little sprout who had been watching from outside was stunned, because a thin layer of fog surrounded Qin Hao's body. In an instant, her husband disappeared. She wanted to rush forward, but what happened next shocked her. The Qin Hao sitting on the stool seemed to have turned into a fish, a live fish, only this fish was a bit big and could swim in the air, and then it changed again, turning into a...

  Xiao Meng's eyes widened in shock, and Wu Ling's divine light feathers were no longer visible. Fear and worry appeared on her face, as if she was afraid that Qin Hao would disappear forever.

  When Qin Hao turned into a grain of sand that she couldn't see, tears suddenly gushed out and couldn't be restrained. But the next moment, Qin Hao turned into a big stone again. What's strange is that this big stone didn't crush the small stool. Xiaomeng couldn't care about so much anymore, ran over and hugged the big stone tightly, crying hard and refusing to let go. In her eyes, as long as she held onto the big stone, her husband would definitely not be able to run away.

  "It's so amazing." Qin Hao seemed to have gone through a journey, and he slowly came back to himself with an unfulfilled feeling. However, suddenly he discovered that his chest was wet, and a small head was buried in his chest, occasionally transmitting a sobbing cry, as if the Yellow River had burst its banks.

  "What's wrong with Little Meng?" Qin Hao naturally knew who it was.

  "Husband, husband, don't leave Xiaomeng, don't leave...... Waaahhh......" Hearing the call, Xiaomeng tightly hugged him, her hands trembling. This reminded Qin Hao of his childhood self, when his adoptive father left him alone at home for a whole day without returning. Qin Hao had cried so hard back then, and when his adoptive father came back, Qin Hao had clung to him just like this, refusing to let go.

  Xiao Meng's eyes sparkled with tears, making people feel heartbroken.

  "I won't leave, never will, as long as Xiao Meng doesn't leave her husband." Qin Hao smiled and guaranteed.

  "Really?" Little Meng was somewhat skeptical, she had been frightened just now.

  "Of course it's true, your husband would never deceive you, right?" Qin Hao helped Meng Meng wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

  "But, but just now my husband turned into a stone and then a fish. I thought he had abandoned me and little Meng... Waaahhh... He left by himself... Waaahhh..." As she spoke, Little Meng cried again.

  But this frightened Qin Hao, he had turned into a fish? ?? ?