Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Sending the Coffin
“Tell me everything you know about the White Cloud Sect,” Shi Hao said.
On the other side, the fat man also walked over; now he was the only one who dared to approach Shi Hao.
Because he knew that no matter how powerful Shi Hao became, he would always be his brother.
Liu Yixiao, intimidated by Shi Hao’s might and also wishing to convey the strength of the White Cloud Sect so as to dissuade Shi Hao from harming him, did not dare to hide anything and spilled all the information about the Sect.
When it came to the White Cloud Sect, it was inevitable to touch upon the martial realms of Breaking the Extreme, Soul Nurturing, and Other Shore, prompting Shi Hao to ask a few more questions.
However, Liu Yixiao was merely a martial master and also a disciple of the Pill Yard, with a rather superficial understanding and knowledge of martial arts, providing only a general idea, which left Shi Hao unsatisfied.
But, Shi Hao had finally learned that becoming a Martial Venerable did not mean breaking through the Nine Extremes but stepping into a new level.
No wonder he could wield the Elemental Power of flames.
Then why could he do it as well?
He was clearly at the verge of breaking through only Nine Extremes, still some distance away from the peak; by no means should he have met the standards of Soul Nurturing.
Why was it that only at the Soul Nurturing realm could one use Elemental Power?
Simple, channeling Elemental Power of Heaven and Earth required a strong Soul Force, and without reaching the realm of Soul Nurturing, the Soul Force would be too weak to achieve that.
And in the process of Soul Nurturing, as the name of the realm suggested, it was all about cultivating and strengthening the soul.
Logically, one had to reach the end of Breaking the Extreme before being entitled to explore one’s own soul, to gather the Power of Heaven and Earth for nurturing. And during this process, the Spirit Root played a crucial role; without it, there was no way to connect with the Power of Heaven and Earth, thus no way to strengthen the soul, let alone reaching the realm of Soul Nurturing.
Yet, from the very beginning, Shi Hao had been able to use Soul Force.
Upon reflection, Shi Hao had an epiphany.
Before this, he had never even conceived of the concept of the soul, but Yuan Chengmie’s attempt at body-snatching had inadvertently made him aware of its existence, and through resistance, had essentially taught him how to wield Soul Force.
Yuan Chengmie… was actually a good person, handing out cultivation techniques, martial techniques, medical knowledge, and more, and even “personally” instructing him in the use of Soul Force.
Wait a second, even if he could use Soul Force, he shouldn’t be stronger than Duan Jinghong, should he?
That’s it, it was still Yuan Chengmie.
The enemy, reduced to a wisp of spirit, had intended to possess him but was destroyed by him instead, leaving him with all his memories. During this process, could it be that he also acquired Yuan Chengmie’s Soul Force to enhance his own?
Thus, he was able to drive the Nine Revolutions Sky-Plundering Scripture so early on; otherwise, even with the original text of the scripture, he might not have been capable of operating it.
Looking at it this way, Yuan Chengmie was not just a good person but more like a godsend; whatever Shi Hao lacked, he provided.
What troubled Shi Hao was how such a formidable being like Yuan Chengmie could be vanquished by him.
What secrets lay hidden in his own body that enabled him to wrest control from an exceptional powerhouse?
—Even though that powerhouse had been gravely injured.
“Young Master Shi, I’ve told you everything I know. Can I go now?” Liu Yixiao asked cautiously.
“No!” Shi Hao shook his head and slapped with his palm; flames surged up once more, instantly obliterating Liu Yixiao.
He knew too much. As soon as he returned to the White Cloud Sect and spoke up, it was likely that many Soul Nurturing experts would act to capture him and force out the secrets of the treasures.
Therefore, silencing Liu Yixiao was necessary.
Shi Hao scanned the crowd of onlookers without starting a massacre.
These people were just watching the commotion; they knew Shi Hao was powerful but couldn’t deduce much more.
So even if the White Cloud Sect sent people to inquire, they wouldn’t be able to explain the situation.
Shi Hao had his principles. As long as no one provoked him, he would never kill out of personal desire.
“Fatso, let’s go,” he said.
“Where to?” the fat man asked.
He was filled with surprise. He had thought that coming to the Martial Venerate Mansion was a matter of life and death, and he had already made up his mind to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, Shi Hao had shown his divine might, and in just a few moves, he had taken out Duan Jinghong.
“Coffin shop.” Shi Hao said indifferently.
“Ah!” The fatty was dumbfounded.
What was there to do at a coffin shop, send off the Martial Honor Lineage?
But since Shi Hao had decided, he didn’t ask any further questions.
His brother in arms—he would accompany him no matter what.
The two arrived at the coffin shop, with curious onlookers trailing behind. They had roughly understood Shi Hao’s character: as long as they did not provoke this personage, Shi Hao simply would not care about them.
But they were curious, too. What was Shi Hao doing at the coffin shop?
Was it really to send off the Martial Honor Lineage?
Shi Hao ordered ten coffins, then had them carried along with him as he walked.
The direction they were heading was not the Martial Venerate Mansion.
This made the crowd even more curious; if not the Martial Venerate Mansion… then where?
The procession was quite a spectacle, with ten coffins moving in single file, followed by a large crowd of people. It was like a collective funeral, but oddly, there were no mourners, nor any somber funeral bands playing. It was bizarre in silence.
Almost noiselessly, the procession of coffins moved along for the time it takes an incense stick to burn before finally arriving at their destination.
Shi Hao had come to collect a debt for his adoptive father.
At the entrance of Shi Mansion, the eight guards were utterly baffled when they saw Shi Hao and the fatty leading a line of coffins and a large crowd.
Was someone delivering coffins?
There had been no news of anyone suddenly dying within the mansion.
And ten coffins at that?
If so many people had actually died, wouldn’t they have received some sort of news?
“What are you doing?” Finally, a guard recuperated and barked at Shi Hao and the fatty.
Shi Hao smiled, “Can’t you see? Naturally, I am here to deliver coffins.”
This angered the guards even more.
Who delivers coffins ? This was clearly looking for trouble!
“You little pest, are you seeking death?” They all drew their swords.
Shi Hao shook his head, “Those who strike at me, kill without mercy!”
“Haha, what audacity!” One guard immediately lunged at Shi Hao.
He was a Primary Level martial master and leaped three zhang high, swinging his sword with formidable power.
The fatty bellowed and met him head-on with a punch.
Just one blow, and the guard was sent flying into the wall, creating a hole in the courtyard’s wall. His bones were shattered, and he was left gasping for air, his breaths numbered.
The gall, to injure someone within Shi Mansion!
The remaining seven guards sounded the alarm and charged at the fatty with their swords.
Unfortunately, how could a martial master contend with a Martial Sect?
Boom, boom, boom, the fatty, like a powerful lion bearing its sharp teeth and claws at wolves, effortlessly knocked down all seven guards.
This shocked the onlooking crowd. Shi Hao had just taken down the Martial Venerate Mansion, and now was he going to dismantle the Shi Family too?
This young man, he was formidable to the core!