Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

Wang Hao had made up his mind, but he wasn't blinded by hatred. He had learned from the other Humble Class Martial Artist that Zhou Xiong was a disciple who had entered the sect last year, and his cultivation realm had reached the Essence Martial Stage Level Three.    

    

The warriors of Essence Martial Continent were divided into nine levels, from weak to strong. They were Martial Disciple Stage, Essence Martial Stage, Profound Martial Stage, Earth Martial Stage and Heavenly Martial Stage. Each level was further divided into nine levels. Wang Hao had just broken through to the Essence Martial Stage. There were two levels of difference between him and Zhou Xiong. If he fought with force, there was no way he could win.    

    

"The Heaven Returning Jade Pendant and the second grade gift bag are useless to me now. No matter how strong the Nine Dragon Spell is, it's impossible for me to increase my cultivation by two realms in three days. Looks like I can only use the Invincible Potion!"    

    

Wang Hao used a primeval stone to buy a new set of clothes from a Humble Class Martial Artist. Late at night, he changed his clothes, tore off a sleeve, and covered his face.    

    

Wang Hao quietly touched Zhou Xiong's room. What Wang Hao did not expect was that Zhou Xiong had not slept yet.    

    

He quietly opened the door and saw a bamboo bed covered with vitality stones. Zhou Xiong was greedily counting on it.    

    

"It is said that supervising the sect's mine is a hard job. I think this is a good job. Tsk tsk, squeezing those idiots every day is really a good income!"    

    

Hearing Zhou Xiong's proud words, Wang Hao was furious. The primal stones on the bed were all the hard-earned money of the Humble Class!    

    

Wang Hao drank the Invincible Potion in one gulp. He lifted his leg and kicked the door, causing it to immediately collapse.    

    

Zhou Xiong was shocked. He quickly jumped off the bed with a vigilant look on his face.    

    

"Who?!"    

    

Wang Hao glared at Zhou Xiong, "Zhou Xiong, you used the Humble Class Martial Artist to trade for the primeval stones, you deserve to die!"    

    

A powerful aura surged out from Wang Hao's body. This sudden aura made Zhou Xiong tremble in fear.    

    

Fourth level of the Essence Martial Stage!    

    

Zhou Xiong wanted to escape, but Wang Hao's fist had already landed on him. Zhou Xiong let out a muffled groan and was sent flying. Half of his body was embedded into the wall.    

    

There was blood at the corner of Zhou Xiong's mouth. He looked at the mysterious man who was walking towards him step by step with a terrified expression.    

    

"Senior, I won't dare to do it again. Don't kill me!" Zhou Xiong knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He kept kowtowing, hoping that the mysterious man would spare his life.    

    

"For the sake of entering the Snow Sword Sect, the Humble Class Martial Artist worked tirelessly in mining here. Yet, you ruthlessly squeezed them, depriving them of the right to take the examination. What face do you have to beg for mercy?!"    

    

Every word of Wang Hao was like a bead. Zhou Xiong hurriedly explained, "Senior, I, Zhou Xiong am greedy but I don't have the right to take away the rights to take the examination of the Humble Class Martial Artist. I can only squeeze three primeval stones per person, and I will return it to them right now!"    

    

"Hmph! You said you didn't take away the right to take the examination of the Humble Class Martial Artist, so how do you explain the primeval stones on this bed?! Do you think I'm blind and stupid? "    

    

" Senior, these vitality stones are the disciples of the Outer Sect. He told me that no matter what, I can't let Wang Hao participate in the entrance exam... I'm just an honorary disciple, I don't dare to disobey... "    

    

Zhou Xiong's words made Wang Hao's heart turn cold, "I haven't entered the Snow Sword Sect yet, so I can't offend anyone from any sect. Why would a disciple of the Outer Sect obstruct my future?"    

    

Wang Hao asked angrily, "Do you know the name of that disciple of the Outer Sect?"    

    

Zhou Xiong nodded hastily, "I know him. He is very famous in the Outer Sect, his name is Wang Lun."    

    

Wang Hao was extremely angry in his heart, "Wang Lun? His surname is Wang, and his surname is the same as mine. He is a member of my family!"    

    

Wang Hao wanted to ask something else, but he suddenly realized that his strength was slowly depleting, and the medicinal effect was starting to fade.    

    

Looking at the terrified Zhou Xiong in front of him, Wang Hao pulled off the cloth strip on his face. "I am not a bloodthirsty person. Zhou Xiong, you are also threatened by others. But if I don't kill you, how can I pay tribute to the soul of the original owner of this body? How can I have the face to borrow my current identity? "    

    

When Zhou Xiong saw the face under the cloth, his eyes revealed a trace of disbelief. It was as if he was talking about a piece of trash. When did you become so strong?    

    

Wang Hao did not hesitate. He stepped forward and struck out with his palm. He did not care about the pleading look in Zhou Xiong's eyes.    

    

Zhou Xiong was dead. Wang Hao took all the primeval stones. There were a total of 707 stones. Wang Hao also found a strange token on Zhou Xiong's body.    

    

After leaving the mine, Wang Hao came to a hidden place.    

    

Wang Hao muttered to himself, "I have avenged you. You can rest in peace. I will fulfill your wish to become stronger. One day, I will make Wang Hao's name shake the Essence Martial Continent!"    

    

"Also, I will definitely avenge the injustice you suffered in the Wang family. Wang Lun... I will never forgive you! "    

    

After saying that, Wang Hao felt that there was a remnant soul in his body that had disappeared...