Chapter Seventy-Three: Disaster Strikes
"Xiao Meng, you've changed." Qin Hao said suddenly, he suddenly discovered that Xiao Meng knew more things and had become much more mature, although still as cute as before, but with a few more points of mature beauty.
"I don't know, Little Meng fell asleep and when she woke up, there were many more things in her mind. And, and she also knew what that thing was for." Suddenly, Little Meng's face turned red with a hint of shyness, not daring to look directly at Qin Hao.
"No matter how it changes, it's still my little Meng. My husband said that he will never let Little Meng leave me unless Little Meng wants to go herself." Qin Hao smiled and said.
"Uh-huh." Little Meng replied.
"By the way, Little Meng, you know the secret method, don't you? If not, teach me, my husband is in dire need of this method. That Tai Xuan Jing may be powerful, but when it comes to the disciples of the Great Teachings, they are completely on a different level." Qin Hao asked.
Qin Hao didn't want to know why Xiao Meng would do that. He figured even if he asked, it would be pointless, and he would definitely get a "three nos" response.
"Okay, but it seems that this secret technique can only be practiced by girls. If a boy practices it, there will be problems." Little Meng said with a happy face, but also with concern.
"What's going to go wrong?" Qin Hao was puzzled. This secret method actually distinguished between men and women who could practice it, he didn't believe it, but Xiao Meng wouldn't lie to him.
"If a man exercises, all the hair on his body will fall off, and his skin will be as white as a girl's. He won't even grow a beard, and... and... that bad thing will also shrink." thought Xiaomeng.
"What kind of evil thing is this? It can't be......" Qin Hao was almost speechless. Is there really such a bizarre secret technique in the world? He had only heard that to cultivate this skill, one must first castrate themselves, but he had never heard that cultivating this skill would cause one to castrate themselves."
"That old man, does he still want to practice?" In her mind, Xiao Meng was smiling slyly, clearly with an ulterior motive.
"Alright, little Meng has also learned to tease people. Don't come out, otherwise... humph..." Qin Hao had a mischievous grin on his face, instantly making the conscious Little Meng blush with shyness.
"Hmph, I'm not going out, I'm not going out........... Ah........." Little Meng was speaking normally when she suddenly let out a scream. Qin Hao outside also got a shock because he felt a terrifying aura coming from the door, that icy power to the extreme, as if it wanted to freeze him into ice. The next moment, something terrifying happened.
He actually saw the ancient giant door suddenly flash out a burst of light, and then the giant door seemed to move like a worm. A strange thing happened, the damage caused by Qin Hao's previous blow completely disappeared. Such a thing happened right in front of him, Qin Hao was stunned, automatic repair? Qin Hao was covered in cold sweat.
If it weren't for the flowing light of the Taiyin Mother Stone still flashing on the ground, Qin Hao would have thought this was a dream. The next moment, he only heard Xiaomeng hurriedly reminding him: "Husband, hurry up and leave, danger."
Qin Hao was about to ask what happened, but the next moment he knew. Almost in an instant, a strong light burst out from the giant gate, and a huge force rushed towards Qin Hao. The force was filled with destruction, and all things seemed insignificant in front of it. Qin Hao rolled up the Taiyin Mother Stone on the ground and flew back, but just for this moment, the force suddenly attacked.
"Little Meng lend me your strength." Qin Hao's previous move had already exhausted the energy in his body, and he couldn't activate the Nine Dragon God Light Fan at all now.
In almost an instant, Xiaomeng's power was transmitted over, indistinguishable from his own. However, Qin Hao discovered that Xiaomeng's power had become much stronger than before, almost comparable to a Daodao cultivator, although there was still some distance between them. But at this moment, he no longer had time to think about it and swung the Jiulong Shen Guang fan, merging with the momentum within: "Great Dragon of Fire, attack and conquer."
"Hooooo........." Qin Hao fully merged with the mighty fire within, and a giant dragon roared out of his sleeve, swirling around before charging towards that flowing light.
A loud "boom" shook the air, and a burst of energy flew in all directions. The terrifying force suddenly weakened, and the entire tomb began to hum with an eerie noise. It seemed as if the tomb was about to collapse, but that intense power did not disappear. Instead, it charged towards Qin Hao once again. The gate was filled with mysterious symbols, and a network of veins began to appear. Qin Hao knew something was wrong and ran for his life with all his might.
"Rumble, rumble." Under the massive shockwave, the entire Dragon Slayer's Vein was shattered, and the tomb collapsed. Qin Hao stood far away, letting out a sigh of relief. Just now, he had almost been buried alive. If he hadn't run fast enough to avoid being struck by the flowing light, he would have really become a Gold Commander buried alive in the tomb. This mountain pressing down would absolutely be able to crush Qin Hao into powder, even if he was strong, he wouldn't be able to hold up the mountain.
It is said that only those who have reached the level of a Divine General can possess the power to move mountains, but that's just small hills, not this Dragon Slaying Mountain. Looking at the collapsed mountain, Qin Hao thought of the Mystic Gate and decided to destroy their ancestral tomb once and for all.
"This time, the Mystic Door will surely be in great trouble." It's not even necessary to calculate, having one's ancestral grave dug up usually spells big trouble. If it were in the past, Qin Hao wouldn't have bothered to intervene, but now he is the successor of the Mystic Door and its people don't treat him poorly either.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange red glow flickered in the direction of the mysterious gate, a sign that the killing intent had reached its peak, indicating that the slaughter was about to begin, and it would be an encounter with a powerful enemy.
"Black Crow's Mouth, Black Crow's Mouth." Qin Hao hurriedly borrowed the power of Little Meng to fly away, but he suddenly thought that his own strength had been wasted. It would take several months for the heavenly yuan energy to recover. If he only borrowed Little Meng's power, it wouldn't be easy to use, after all, this Nine Dragon God Light Fan was something he had refined himself, and it was connected to his bloodline.
Moreover, the great calamity of the Mystic Gate was still unknown, and he didn't know what kind of enemy he would encounter. If his guess was correct, it was likely related to the Great Sect, because apart from killing two Great Sect disciples and offending that elder, there was nothing else. This calamity was caused by him, and now it had come. As Qin Hao hurried along the road, he thought about a countermeasure.
Even if he flies back, he can't recover his energy because the purple gas has been exhausted by him. Now he is poor and only has a fan, still a foodie. This really fulfills that saying: above, an 80-year-old mother to support; below, a three-year-old child waiting to be fed.
"Honey, why is your heart beating so fast?" Little Meng suddenly said.
"This isn't about trying to stir up trouble, my husband's powers haven't recovered yet, and something has happened at the Mystic Gate. What if we run into those Daoist cultivators from the Great Sect? Wouldn't I be asking for a beating?" Qin Hao said.
"Don't worry, don't worry, Little Meng will help her husband. Later, when the time comes, she'll turn them all into purple gas and it'll be comfortable." Little Meng said innocently, in his eyes, those old cows were all fragrant purple gas.
"But the two of us together may not be able to beat that bull nose, how can we turn it into purple gas? We have to get rid of him in order to turn it into purple gas, right? Now my husband is at a loss and almost bleeding from the nose, how can I get rid of him?" Qin Hao said with a headache.
"What's going to happen then? But if my husband goes and doesn't come back, what should I do? It's better if he doesn't go." Little Meng said straightforwardly.
"Alright, if I don't go, I'd rather not be called Qin Hao anymore. It's better to be called ungrateful and unfilial instead. And since this matter originated from me, I should be the one to go even more so. Does Xiaomeng think others would call her husband an ungrateful and unfilial person?" Qin Hao smiled as he asked back, knowing that Xiaomeng was worried about him.
He has his own principles, and he won't do things that betray kindness and justice. Even if it means digging up someone's ancestral grave, he must make sure the other person is in the wrong first. As long as he can ask himself without guilt, every cause will have its effect.
He wasn't a good person, but he wasn't a completely evil guy either. Even if it meant death, he would still go. Who knows what the current people of the Mystic Door think, assuming he ran away with their stuff.
Xiao Meng fell silent, she wasn't stupid either, and naturally didn't want Qin Hao to become that kind of person. However, she suddenly thought of something that could help Qin Hao recover immediately. She said: "Husband, don't we still have the Taiyin Mother Stone? I'll refine the Taiyin Mother Stone and convert it into yuanqi for you to absorb, which will definitely restore your vitality."
"Wait, didn't you say I couldn't absorb it?" Qin Hao thought of a question.
"Yes, this yin energy may clash with the blood and qi in your body, but if you use my power to refine it, it will become my power. When it merges with your own power, it can be infused into your acupoints." Little Meng's face turned slightly red as she said this.
"Are you saying fusion?" Qin Hao said a very intriguing word.
However, Xiao Meng apparently didn't understand and echoed: "Right, right, it's fusion. As long as the two of us fuse together, our strength will be restored, and then we can go take revenge on those cow noses. Who let them be bad?"
Xiao Meng's tone was a matter of course, Qin Hao was almost speechless. If Xiao Meng understood things later and knew what it meant to be together, she would probably pinch him to death, but that's for the future.
Then the two began to merge...
At this time, at the Xuanmen Gate, two disciples guarding the gate were sitting cross-legged and chatting idly.
"It's been three days already, and yet Qin Hao Shixiong still hasn't returned. He wouldn't actually run off with the stuff, would he?" a slightly taller disciple said.
"Hmm, that's possible. I heard he almost roasted the crane of Elder Sun just for a single top-grade yuan stone, which is said to be the last chance for Elder Sun to achieve his Dao." Another person said.
"That person said it was a top-grade Yuan Stone, our entire sect only has one of these, I heard it was the last one dug up from the Yuan Stone Dragon Vein, now it's definitely been taken away by him." The disciple said.
"Haha, I didn't expect that a small Xuanmen would actually have someone who can see the upper-grade Yuan stone. It seems that this trip is not in vain." Suddenly, a loud and unrestrained laughter came, followed by the arrival of the world's most brilliant and talented cultivators, each one being a true immortal who had merged with the heavens and the earth.
The most terrifying thing was that one of them had already merged their breath with the grand trend, and that unstoppable sharp breath made the two disciples' spirits tremble with fear.
"Who are you, Benevolent Ruler? What brings you to our Mystic Gate?" The slightly taller disciple said, these people must be up to no good.
"Everyone, masters, if you have come to visit, let us go through the formalities." Another disciple said calmly.
However, one of the handsome young men coldly said: "No need, today we are here to kill people."
As soon as he spoke, the two disciples felt something was wrong and were about to sound the alarm, but the handsome young man was already prepared. A flash of sword light passed by, and the two disciples' heads fell to the ground...

