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Chapter 96: Inheritance of Secret Weapons [I] (asking for monthly votes)
"We are both martial artists, why is there such a huge gap between us?"

Thinking of this, Han Luan's expression changed again and again.

Her eyes fell on Helinta, who looked calm.

Although she had looked up information about the Snake Heart Sect before coming here, and knew that the person currently managing the Snake Heart Sect was her second senior sister, she also understood that this person was a murderous madman.

But she never expected that the other party would be so crazy and attack her over a disagreement.

She had a premonition that if she dared to say anything more, the other party would chop her down with a knife and kill her directly.

As for whether the other party really dared to do this, she didn't dare to bet. She had paid too much to get to where she is now.

So, after weighing the pros and cons in her mind, she finally chose to give in.

"I'm sorry, I may have made a mistake in this matter. I hope you can forgive me for any offense I caused you!"

"Well, it's good to figure things out. Let's go back. This matter has nothing to do with our Snake Heart Sect. It may be that they were unlucky and met a lower-level black-blooded species."

The murderous intent in Helinta's blood-red eyes gradually subsided.

A smile appeared on her cold face. She took back the long sword and put it directly back into the scabbard, then sat back in her seat.

"Well, I have other things to do, so I won't stay here long. Goodbye!"

Han Luan looked at her deeply, without saying any more nonsense, turned around and left quickly.

This lunatic didn’t care about the threat from Shengyumen, but with her strength, she couldn’t possibly gain any advantage.

It would be futile to continue staying.

Looking at the other person's departing back, a hint of coldness flashed in Helinta's eyes, but she seemed to have thought of something and ultimately did nothing.

She turned her chair, turned her back, faced the floor-to-ceiling window, held the long knife in her hand, and gently stroked the cold scabbard with her slender fingers.

Turn your head and look into the distance.

The red sunset shone on her face, outlining her soft profile.

I saw layers of orange, golden, and light purple light dyeing the sky, like a flowing oil painting.

"Hu Qi..."

As she muttered the name, a strange look flashed across her face.

……

"Second Senior Sister! I wonder why you asked me to come here?"

Three days later, in a luxuriously decorated office on the top floor of Zhu Xi's towering building.

Hu Qi looked calm, standing aside, pretending to be confused.

And right in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, there stood a tall figure with long hair. It was Helinta.

At this moment, she stood there, looking down from above.

Hearing Hu Qi's words, she turned around and looked at Hu Qi.

"You are very good!"

She said this suddenly.

Compared to before, Helinta's appearance has not changed at all, and she still has that cold expression.

He didn't know if it was Hu Qi's illusion, but he always felt that Helinta's wine-red eyes seemed to be getting deeper.

“I called you here this time because of what Master told me before.

Since you have achieved the third level of Qi and Blood Transformation within three months, you will be accepted as my personal disciple."

When she said this, a rare smile appeared on her face.

"But the master has something important to attend to right now and cannot leave, so he asked me to accept the disciple on his behalf first, and then hold the apprenticeship ceremony when the master returns."

"Everything is up to Senior Sister to arrange!"

Hu Qi nodded.

I was not surprised by this.

He had been waiting for this long before he revealed his cultivation of the three transformations of Qi and blood.

"follow me."

Helinta walked to the side and Hu Qi didn't ask any more questions.

Soon, the two opened a door.

The space inside is not big, and there is a faint smoky aroma.

There weren't many things in it. There were a few soft cushions on the ground, and at the innermost part was an altar with no extra objects on it.

There was only a bronze incense burner and a huge scroll.

On the scroll is a figure wearing ancient costume and with a blurred face.

"This is the ancestor of our Snake Heart Sect. Our Snake Heart Sect is actually called the Snake King Sect..."

Helinta's voice came, briefly introducing the information about the Snake Heart Gate.

The general situation is that the roots of the Snake Heart Sect can be traced back to the Snake King Sect during the Yun Kingdom period nearly a thousand years ago. However, due to some changes, the former Snake King Sect no longer exists, leaving only a few descendants of the inheritance. The current sect master is one of them, and he founded the Snake Heart Sect a hundred years ago.

She stepped forward.

Pick up a stick of incense next to you, light one end of it, and put it into the incense burner.

Then he bowed three times.

Then, he turned his gaze to Hu Qi.

"Please pay homage to the ancestor."

Seeing this, Hu Qi also stepped forward and bowed according to the other party's initial procedure.

"In this way, we are truly fellow disciples.

You are sixth.

Above all, besides me, the master has four other disciples.

They are the eldest brother Du Wang, the third junior brother Han Yuan, the fourth junior sister Lin Yao, and the fifth junior brother Lin Tu.

You should know something about these people.

It’s just that they are all busy right now. When Master comes back and we have a chance to meet, I will introduce them to you.”

At this point, Helinta glanced at Hu Qi and suddenly asked:

"I was ranked fourth before, do you know why I'm ranked second now?"

Hu Qi's heart moved, but he pretended to be confused and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

"It should be that the second sister is very powerful."

"No, no, they are all dead."

Helinta said.

After hearing this, Hu Qi was not surprised at all.

But there was a proper look of astonishment on his face.

“The world of secret warriors is far more cruel than the world of ordinary people.

Your qualifications are great, but qualifications are not everything.

Over the years, we in the Shexin Sect have had many talented people.

But those people are dead.

But if your character is not good and you cannot develop effective strength, then you are just a vase that will break if you drop it. You are completely useless. Do you understand?"

"I will follow Senior Sister's instructions. Junior Brother understands."

Hu Qi looked serious.

Seeing this scene, Helinta nodded.

"With your aptitude, it won't be long before you reach the perfection of Qi and Blood. Then you can try to prepare for the breakthrough to become a martial artist."

Hearing this, Hu Qi's expression changed slightly.

However, he knew that the other party might have more to say, so he did not ask any more questions.

As expected, Helinta just paused for a moment and then continued:

"How much do you know about what happens after the Qi and Blood Realm?"

"I've heard something about it before. It's said that one needs to open up the divine treasure before one can break through to become a martial artist."

Hu Qi explained.

"Well, in that case, I will tell you the details about the martial artist."

Hu Qi's answer did not exceed Helinta's expectations.

Afterwards, with Helinta's narration, Hu Qi had a more thorough understanding of the martial artist.

The human body contains great secrets and creations.

However, ordinary people, due to their fragile bodies, can only guard the treasure without knowing it and are unable to use the power contained therein.

For this kind of fortune, the secret warriors named it Shenzang.

This kind of thing is usually in a closed state and can only be turned on through special methods.

Of course, it is not ruled out that it will be opened briefly in some emergency situations.

For example, there were news reports.

[In the former Purple Gold Empire, a man named Matt was caught in the center of a tornado. After experiencing violent rotation and collision, he was thrown back to the ground from mid-air.

It is estimated that he was traveling at least 30 miles per hour when he hit the ground, and he fell half a kilometer away from the original house.

Surprisingly, apart from superficial skin abrasions, he had no broken bones or internal organs damaged. After waking up, he stood up and walked home.

(End of this chapter)