Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 400 What is a powerful backer? Your own father is the biggest backer!

In the State of Zhao, the Kaoshan Sect was also known as the Zhao State Demon Sect.

Because the sect rules of the Backing Mountain Sect are ruthless and they do not care about the affiliation of their disciples, they allow their disciples to kill each other.

Over time, this fostered a ruthless style among the disciples. If they treated their own people this way, how much more so would they treat outsiders?

Today, Meng Hao has come to understand just how much the Backing Mountain Sect encourages infighting among its disciples.

After a month of secluded cultivation, he had condensed his Qi into his body and transformed from a menial disciple into an outer disciple of the Kaoshan Sect.

It just so happened that it was the day when the Backing Mountain Sect distributed spirit stones and pills every month, and all the outer sect disciples came here, eagerly waiting for their living expenses.

Aside from the outer sect disciples, three people stood out the most: an old man in golden robes, the senior sister who brought Meng Hao into the sect, and a handsome and extraordinary man.

The reason Meng Hao was cursing so much was because the old man in the golden robe, when distributing the pills, said that a disciple who had advanced to the outer sect this month would be given a Drought Spirit Pill, which was useful to cultivators above the fifth level of Qi Condensation.

And the recipient of the reward was none other than Meng Hao!

By the time Meng Hao realized what was happening, he already had a pill in his hand. Instantly, burning gazes were fixed on him from all directions, as if they wanted to devour him whole.

"You old scoundrel, I've only reached the Qi Condensation Realm, and you're already treating me like this. No wonder your Backing Mountain Sect is so small and weak. With your methods, it'll be a miracle if it ever prospers!"

Meng Hao cursed inwardly, his back soaked through. He could feel someone approaching him with a ferocious intent, like that of a wild beast!

At the same time, the color of the nine pillars in this square began to fade, which was a sign that the confinement was disappearing.

Once the nine pillars lose their binding effect, Meng Hao doesn't even dare to imagine what will happen to him.

Immediately, he frantically racked his brains, which had been failing exams for three years, trying to figure out how to break the deadlock. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

Wait, the Mountain Clan, the Mountain Clan!
A sudden idea flashed through Meng Hao's mind, and he replied abruptly, "Elder, please wait, this disciple has something to say."

"Since ancient times, treasures have belonged to those with virtue. I, your disciple, am of meager virtue and shallow talent, and dare not accept this gift."

But since it is a gift from an elder, I dare not refuse. I am willing to offer this flower to a senior sister.

As the saying goes, "When you drink water, don't forget the well-digger." The reason I am fortunate enough to come to the Reliance Sect is entirely due to Senior Sister Xu.

If it weren't for Senior Sister Xu's rescue that day, I would have perished on the cliff.

My gratitude is beyond measure. I wish to offer this pill to Senior Sister Xu. Please, Senior Sister Xu, accept it!

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent. The old man in the golden robe, Shangguan Xiu, looked at Meng Hao with even more surprise. What a lad! He has some talent. He is a good prospect for his Kao Shan Sect.

Xu Qing's eyes were filled with emotion. Meng Hao's words were a genuine expression of his feelings, making her wonder if Meng Hao was truly so grateful to her.
Although the Drought Relief Pill could not directly affect her, it was still helpful, and she could even take the opportunity to refine another pill.

With her thoughts racing, Xu Qing quickly made a decision. She reached down and grabbed the pill from Meng Hao's hand, which fell into her palm.

All the outer sect disciples watched helplessly, not daring to make a move. They secretly cursed Meng Hao's cunning, and at the same time hated themselves for not being so quick-witted back then.

Unexpectedly, this Senior Sister Xu Qing did not take his Drought Relief Pill for nothing; instead, she gifted Meng Hao her former cave dwelling.

This was fantastic news for Meng Hao, as it not only saved him from danger but also allowed him to profit from the situation.

In an instant, Meng Hao looked at his senior sister on the stage and felt that she was beautiful in every way, both inside and out. His memories were also drawn back to the day Xu Qing saved him.

A strange, inexplicable flutter stirred within me.

In the past few days, he had gained a preliminary understanding of this Senior Sister Xu Qing. She was an inner disciple with outstanding talent, and she was worlds apart from him.

This prompted Meng Hao to clear his mind of distractions.

Cultivation knows no time. Since that day, Meng Hao has become more low-key and rarely shows his face. After all, possessing a cave dwelling would arouse the jealousy of many people.

Meanwhile, he was also quietly reaping his own opportunities, such as a small bronze mirror.

They can also add spirit stones, replicate demon cores, and even other rare and precious materials!

This discovery undoubtedly excited Meng Hao and caused his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the fourth level of Qi Condensation.

But at the same time, it made Meng Hao realize his poverty more deeply.

Make money! Must make money!
No money? What kind of immortal cultivation are you going to do?!
Once he had the idea of ​​making money, Meng Hao quickly discovered a business opportunity based on his intelligence: there was infighting and robbery among the disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect.

Meng Hao, based on this, went on to profit from the war!
Whenever disciples were fighting, Meng Hao would appear in time.

"Oh dear, brother, you're injured. How can you fight others in this condition? Here's one of my pills."

When the opponent gets annoyed by Meng Hao's constant nagging, they will sell pills at a premium to recover health and mana during battle, thus turning the tide of the battle.

At this point, Meng Hao would then try to sell pills to his disciples who were at a disadvantage.

Disciple who bought the elixir: #￥%@%
Disciples who didn't buy the pills: **#*!

Using this method, Meng Hao indeed gained a lot of spirit stones, after all, with his cultivation level, he could be considered one of the best in this low-level open area.

However, the good times didn't last long, and soon they encountered troublemakers.

"I am here. Buy my pills to ensure your safety." Lu Bing glanced at Meng Hao, who was also selling pills not far away, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

However, he did not act hastily, but waited until the next day when he had tasted the sweetness of selling pills before coming to Meng Hao.

"If I see you still here tomorrow, I'll cripple you!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Hao felt a chill in his heart. This person was ruthless; not only had he learned his business model, but he also threatened to cripple him!
Cutting off his source of income is tantamount to harming his life; to cripple his cultivation is to say he doesn't want him to live.

In an instant, Meng Hao grew angrier and angrier, his murderous intent intensifying until he was driven to the brink of madness and ready to devour someone!

Suddenly, a small white sword appeared out of thin air in Meng Hao's hand, its light radiating outwards. He made a decisive move, determined to strike first!

Lu Bing's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected Meng Hao to be so decisive, and in terms of cultivation, he had actually reached the same level as him, the fourth level of Qi Condensation!

However, the disciples of the Back Mountain Sect are known for their ruthlessness and excellent combat skills. Even though Meng Hao's attack was sudden, Lu Bing reacted in time, and a golden-purple flying sword appeared, colliding with the small white sword.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The two swords clashed, and soon a shattering sound rang out. It was Meng Hao's flying sword, which was clearly of a lower grade than Lu Bing's, that was being smashed during the battle.

Before Lu Bing could even show his smugness, two more beams of white light flew toward him.

Since he couldn't compete on quality, Meng Hao decided to win by sheer quantity!
Lu Bing's face immediately turned panicked. He was shocked that Meng Hao could control two flying swords at the same time, but what was most fatal was that flames were rising in front of him. It was the Qi Condensation Dao Technique, the Fire Serpent Technique.

"How does he manage to multitask?!"

Soon, sword light and firelight intertwined, Lu Bing's clothes were torn and charred, and he coughed up blood incessantly.

"Wait a minute!"

Lu Bing hurriedly spoke, but Meng Hao didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He patted the storage bag expressionlessly, and three more sword lights flew out.

With five swords flying simultaneously and fire snakes dancing wildly, Lu Bing was completely powerless to fight back. The surrounding disciples were shaken, their eyes filled with deep fear of Meng Hao.

Amidst their apprehension, these disciples also harbored a sense of mockery and pity towards Meng Hao. Within the entire Kao Shan Sect, everyone knew that Lu Bing was Wang Tengfei's henchman; this up-and-coming disciple had offended Lu Bing, and his only fate would be death.

"I want you to die!"

Lu Bing was covered in blood. He had never been so disheveled, and with so many disciples watching, his hatred for Meng Qi grew stronger.

He then viciously tore open his clothes, grabbed a jade gourd, and poured all his magical power into it!

In an instant, the jade gourd became dazzling and its terrifying pressure made Meng Hao's expression change. Then, a beam of green light shot out towards Meng Hao!

Boom!

Meng Hao was seen flying backwards for dozens of meters, but he only coughed up blood and was not seriously injured.

"Strange, what did that kid use to defend himself? Did you see it clearly?"

"I didn't see it, just a flash of white light, and then the kid was sent flying."

Many voices of doubt arose, and even Lu Bing stared angrily at Meng Hao, unable to believe the result.

Meng Hao, who had fallen to the ground in a disheveled state, was filled with lingering fear as he thought about the scene just now. If he hadn't taken out that mysterious little bronze mirror in time, he would probably be dead by now.

Now it seems that the strangeness of that small bronze mirror far exceeded his imagination.

Meng Hao knew that now was not the time to delve into these matters; he had more important things to deal with, such as Lu Bing in front of him!

Cutting off his source of income and taking his life had already enraged Meng Hao. If he didn't cripple this man, he... would not be able to get away with it!

Meng Hao mustered his magical power and stood up, walking step by step toward Lu Bing. Lu Bing, having exhausted all his magical power because of the jade gourd, had no strength left to deal with Meng Hao.

He crawled on the ground like a maggot, leaving a long trail of blood. His once arrogant face was now filled with terror.

"You...you...you can't kill me. This is just a low-level public area. We can fight but not kill, otherwise we'll be breaking the sect rules."

Meng Hao looked at him indifferently, his cold gaze making Lu Bing feel as if he had fallen into hell.

"I will not break the sect rules, but didn't you just say you were going to cripple my cultivation? In that case, I, Meng, will cripple your cultivation first!"

After saying that, Meng Qi gently raised his hand, and a flying sword pierced into Lu Bing's dantian. Immediately afterwards, sword energy burst out, destroying his meridians.

Amidst screams, the jade gourd flew straight towards Meng Hao. Such a powerful magic weapon was not one that Meng Hao would miss.

"Ouch! Meng Hao, you'll die a horrible death! This is a magic weapon given to me by Senior Brother Wang Tengfei. If you dare to take it, you're dead!"

As Lu Bing screamed in agony, his voice was filled with boundless hatred for Meng Hao.

"The sect rules state that whatever you snatch is yours!" Although Meng Hao was a little flustered, and only now did he realize that Lu Bing's backer was Wang Tengfei, the top disciple of the outer sect, he remained indifferent on the surface.

Then, he walked towards the crowd and back to his cave. When the disciples saw Meng Hao coming, they made way for him.

Before long, inside the cave, Meng Hao's expression was uncertain. He was too weak now, and he was no match for Wang Tengfei, the number one genius of the outer sect and the designated inner sect disciple.

If the other party is unwilling to back down, their fate will be absolutely miserable.

Thinking of this, Meng Hao sighed softly.

"A powerful backer, a powerful backer! If I had a powerful backer, how could Lu Bingbai dare to treat me like this in broad daylight? If I had a powerful backer, why would I be afraid of Wang Tengfei?"

But I have nothing, and in the end, I am all alone.

Even Senior Sister Xu has gone into seclusion.

Meng Hao lowered his eyes, revealing an emotion that was hard to describe as either sorrow or grief.

Then his eyes filled with deep thought as he sought a way to survive.

Suddenly, a sinister voice came from behind.

"I, Shangguan Song, have come by order of Senior Brother Wang. Meng Hao, why don't you quickly open your cave and kneel to welcome me!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Hao felt a surge of anger, but after a long pause, he suppressed his anger and said, "I am seriously injured and cannot open the door. Senior brother, please speak your mind."

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from outside the cave, expressing displeasure. "Not opening the cave is one thing, but by the order of Senior Brother Wang, Meng Hao, you have disrupted the low-level public area."
You wreak havoc among the disciples of the sect and are vicious, but Senior Brother Wang is kind-hearted and will spare you from the death penalty.

But he couldn't escape punishment. He had to hand over the jade gourd, cripple his own cultivation, sever one hand and one arm, and be expelled from the sect, forever no longer a disciple of the Backing Mountain Sect!

Without uttering a single word, Meng Hao's anger grew stronger.

"Tomorrow morning, on the day of the release of the pills, kowtow to Lu Bing in the square and apologize. If you refuse, hehe, the consequences will be worse than death!"

After saying that, the people outside the cave had already left, leaving only the silent Meng Hao.

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As the night passed, Meng Hao's eyes were bloodshot, but he knew in his heart that he probably couldn't escape this calamity.

Without complaining or feeling sorry for himself, he simply flew silently toward the plaza where the pills were being distributed.

On the plaza, the handsome and extraordinary Wang Tengfei, who seemed like a chosen one of heaven, was surrounded by his disciples.

Upon seeing Meng Hao arrive, he said gently, "Give it to me."

In a single sentence, all the disciples looked at Meng Hao, making him feel as if he had been isolated by everyone and had become the enemy of the world.

"Why!"

Meng Hao spoke with difficulty but determination. He had his own pride, and even in the face of calamity, he would not beg for mercy.

Wang Tengfei smiled slightly, and an invisible force enveloped Meng Hao, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

"The jade gourd is mine. I can give it to you, but you can't take it from me."

Wang Tengfei remained approachable and calm, but his aura was even stronger, making Meng Hao's bones creak. Meng Hao persisted, his stubborn eyes fixed on Wang Tengfei.

Wang Tengfei became interested and, instead of speaking, jokingly transmitted his voice:
"Are you unwilling? But you are just an ant after all, an ant without even a backer. Oh, no, I heard from your fellow villagers that you have no parents. No, you should be called a bastard without parents."

These words were merely a whisper; after all, in public, he was still the approachable senior brother.

Upon hearing this, Meng Hao's eyes nearly burst open, but behind that boundless rage lay endless sorrow.

"I'll cripple your cultivation, break your arms and legs, and expel you from the sect. You'd better watch yourself."

Wang Tengfei said indifferently, but at that moment, the situation changed.

No, the sky was lowered, and a towering, boundless human figure occupied the heavens!

"You... dare to hurt my son!"

(End of this chapter)