Chapter 297: Oblivion Scripture – Spirit Wandering Chapter (1)

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“The innate metal qi contained in this white tiger bloodline is really abundant.”

Han Zhao deactivated his transformation and felt the surging metal qi in his body. He sighed inwardly.

After refining the white tiger bloodline, his Five Elements Metal Qi was directly filled. He did not even have the time to use the effect of the [Five Elements As One] Trait.

“At this rate, it will only take me a month or two to break through to the Five Qi Realm.”

At this moment, the Trait effect began to appear. The five elements began to balance.

After a while, Si Zhu, who had heard the commotion, came to the backyard.

“Young Master, this is?”

Si Zhu was stunned when she saw a huge hole in the courtyard wall.

“I didn’t control my strength well. It’s fine. Go find a few servants to fix it,” Han Zhao said.

“Yes,” Si Zhu replied.

Han Zhao changed the topic and asked, “Si Zhu, how long have I been cultivating? How are the three girls?”

“Young Master hasn’t left the courtyard for two days. The three girls are resting in the wing of the side hall. One of the girls came to look for you last night, but Young Master was in seclusion, so I stopped her,” Si Zhu replied.

“Two days?” Han Zhao muttered to himself.

He had not expected it to take so long to refine the White Tiger Bloodline He did not feel anything at all.

Among the three sisters of the Lian family, Lian Chengxue should be the one who came to look for him alone. “Clean up the room. I’ll go find them.”

Han Zhao instructed.

As he spoke, he left the courtyard and walked towards the wing of the side hall.

Two days later, Yu Niang returned to the Furious Flood Dragon Island and sent a letter.

Han Zhao opened it and saw that it was a message from Lu Yingxuan, asking him to return to the prefecture capital’s martial arts academy for a chat.

He immediately set off for the prefecture capital and went straight to the martial arts academy.

The residence of the Academy Head, Qin Qingxu, was in the bamboo forest at the northernmost side of the Martial Academy.

Han Zhao headed north.

Along the way, the students they encountered looked respectful.

Only the female students of the Sword Rain Institute dared to come up and greet him.

Han Zhao returned the greetings one by one.

“Brother Han?!”

When Han Zhao passed by the pagoda building in the center of the martial arts academy, a delicate-looking young man with lively eyes walked out and looked at Han Zhao in surprise. It was Yan Baichuan, who had not seen him for a long time.

Beside Yan Baichuan was a strong man in his thirties. His expression was calm and his footsteps were calm. However, when he saw Han Zhao, he also revealed a warm smile.

“Brother Yan, Brother Fang.” Han Zhao stopped in his tracks and cupped his fists at Yan Baichuan and Fang Hong.

“Brother Han, long time no see,” Yan Baichuan said.

“I didn’t expect Brother Han to still remember me.” Fang Hong looked flattered.

“Back then, when I first entered the prefecture capital, I relied on Brother Yan and Brother Fang to save a large sum of money to buy pill furnaces and medicinal herbs. How can I forget such a thing?” Han Zhao said frankly.

At that time, when he bought the pill furnace, it was Yan Baichuan who brought him to the Myriad Treasure Pavilion. As the young master of the Myriad Treasure Pavilion, Fang Hong directly sold him the first pill furnace at the cost price, as well as the pill formula and herbs.

Although a thousand taels of silver was naturally nothing to him now, under the circumstances at that time, a thousand taels of silver was a large sum of money to him.

“Brother Han, you’re being too serious.” Fang Hong’s smile became even brighter.

“Brother Han, I haven’t seen you in Martial Academy for a long time,” Yan Baichuan said.

“Senior Sister Lu and the Academy Head informed me that they had something to discuss,” Han Zhao explained.

“The Academy Head’s matter must be very important. In that case, we won’t disturb you anymore. Let’s talk another day,” Yan Baichuan said seriously.

“Alright.” Han Zhao did not stand on ceremony. He cupped his hands at the two of them and rushed towards the bamboo forest in the north.

“Sigh…” Looking at Han Zhao’s rapidly departing figure, Yan Baichuan suddenly sighed.

“Why are you sighing, Brother Yan?” Fang Hong asked.

“Sometimes, the difference between humans is greater than the difference between humans and dogs.” Yan Baichuan had a complicated expression.

The current Han Zhao was only 24 years old, but he had jumped to 17th place on the Qilin Ranking.

If Han Zhao came from the same background as them and had their cultivation conditions, it was not impossible for him to enter the top three.

“There are many things that we can’t be envious of! Brother Han still treats you as a friend, doesn’t he?” Fang Hong persuaded. At the same time, he was glad and regretful. He should have been closer to Han Zhao back then.

“The difference is too great. It’s very difficult to find the mentality to befriend Brother Han in the beginning.” Yan Baichuan felt lost.

“That’s true.” Fang Hong agreed. The current Han Zhao could affect their family with a single sentence. Even if they knew Han Zhao’s personality, he could not be as natural as before.

“Brother Han is a generous person. He won’t forget his roots when he’s successful.” Fang Hong changed the topic. “No matter what, our blessings are still behind us!”

“That’s true. I just didn’t expect to really meet the protagonist of a novel.”

Yan Baic.huan straightened his mind. “I really should have believed my guess back then!”

Han Zhao had no way of knowing their complicated mental journey. He had already arrived at his destination.

The bamboo forest in front of him was very quiet. The entire mountain was filled with lush leaves and fresh green bamboo. The bamboo forest in the morning was still enveloped in a layer of mist. From time to time, a few crisp birds chirped. The dew on the bamboo leaves looked crystal clear under the sunlight.

A breeze blew past, and dewdrops fell. Bamboo leaves swayed, emitting a faint rustling sound.

“It does look a little like a place where an otherworldly expert lives in seclusion.” Han Zhao sniffed the fresh air and the fragrance of the green bamboo and felt much calmer.

In the middle of the bamboo forest was an exquisite bamboo house. In front of the bamboo house was a stone table and a few stone chairs..

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