Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 537 Do you want to cooperate?

Looking at these words, Zhao Hao finally calmed down.

He carefully flipped through the book, and every moment he passed, he had to verify it with himself and understand it with his heart.

His face was very serious. He had never been so serious in any book he had read in his life.

at last.

He burned the book.

Return to Jinwu Mansion.

"Brother Hao, have you stabilized your cultivation?" Ye Jin was scolding the maid, but he smiled happily when he saw Zhao Hao. He was really pleased with him now.

Taking in Zhao Hao, who was seriously injured and dying, was the best decision he ever made in his life.

Zhao Hao was noncommittal and said:

"There's something I can't remember clearly, and I wanted to ask you if you knew it."

"Brother Hao, why are you so polite? Just say it."

Zhao Hao said: "Qing clan, do you know what it is?"

Qing tribe?

Ye Jin thought deeply and felt that the name was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere. According to the literal meaning, it should be a race, but as far as he knew, it did not exist on this continent.

"Brother Hao, are you sure you remember correctly?"

Zhao Hao shook his head, "That's what the Wuji Sect manual says."

Ye Jin was suddenly enlightened, and said with a smile: "Why do I have an impression? Brother Hao, what do you think those things are for? They are all made up by evil cultivators. Even those who sell straw sandals can't make them up."

Zhao Hao looked solemn and asked again: "Then I remember that there is such a thing as the 'World Tree'. It is said that it will bear a kind of fruit, and eating it can transform the blood. Have you heard of this?"

"World Tree Fruit? Of course there is this."

Ye Jin said he would wait a minute, then went to the Treasure Pavilion to get the treasure. After a while, he brought back a box with a huge source crystal inside, with chaos energy sealed inside.

Zhao Hao held it and looked at it for a while, wanting to try it out.

Ye Jin smiled and said: "This thing was left by our ancestors. It is of some use to those casual cultivators. I'm afraid it has no meaning to Brother Hao, so let me come so that I can be Brother Hao's right-hand man in the future."

Zhao Hao was silent. He thought carefully and felt familiar again, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He felt like he had lost something important.

Then, he looked for many things as verification, and finally found that he had a vague impression of most of the things mentioned in the brochure.

"I'm going out for a while."

Zhao Hao originally didn't want to do those things so early, but he had a vague feeling that when the dragon energy in his body completely merged, something unexpected might happen, and he planned to leave immediately.

"Where are you going, Brother Hao?"

Ye Jin came over and asked with concern: "Brother Hao is now no less than those old monsters. The evil cultivators have been a bit rampant recently. Do you want to show off to them?"

"Not yet." Zhao Hao said.

Ye Jin didn't ask any more questions and instead said, "Then what are your plans? It's not very safe outside, so we have to keep a low profile. If anything happens, I'll ask my subordinates to help you."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Zhao Hao stared at Ye Jin.

For some reason, Ye Jin trembled in his heart and laughed loudly, "Where did Brother Hao go? Our Jinwu tribe is Brother Hao's home. No matter where you go, you are always welcome!"

Immortal light flashed, and Zhao Hao disappeared on the spot like lightning.

Ye Jin gradually frowned.

"Damn it, how long has it been since you started pretending to be like me?"

“It’s really easy to forget your roots when you’re really inflated.”

After saying that, he suddenly turned pale and subconsciously covered his mouth.

Zhao Hao advanced so quickly that he even forgot that this old monster was already a Nascent Soul.

…

Ye Jin would never have thought that Zhao Hao had returned to his hometown.

He entered the secular world where he lived before entering the Qingyun Sect.

It's a pity that since the Qingyun Sect's rebellion, his home in the secular world has suffered disasters and has long since been reduced to ruins.

The small county capital has almost become a ghost town, with collapsed walls covered with moss and fallen leaves hanging on cobwebs.

Zhao Hao stood in the ruins. He felt that he should be sentimental, but at the moment he was emotionless.

Pulling aside the rusty iron rope, he opened the door and pulled out a small book from under a brick in the corner.

There are a lot of hasty writing on it.

These are the various wishes, goals, and ideals he wrote down before entering the monastic world.

He read through the handwriting at an extremely slow speed.

I spent a short time recalling the ups and downs after entering the spiritual world.

"I clearly remember everything, but I can't really understand the state of mind at that time. I really want to forget something." Zhao Hao said to himself.

He walked alone among the ruins, thinking hard, and finally woke up suddenly when he saw an old tree that he had often climbed when he was a child.

"I entered the spiritual world because I wanted to protect my family."

"I want to move my family to the main city. I want to heal Master's old wounds. I want to be famous all over the world. I want to eliminate evildoers and wipe out all the rogue cultivators and bandits from all over the country."

"But what on earth am I doing?"

"I watched my father and fellow countrymen die, and I didn't feel any sadness at all. I became so indifferent."

"I only care about cultivation. Since when did my desire only exist for cultivation?"

"Since when did I think that cultivating Taoism is for ascension? People live for ascension? Who told me this idea? Who put this obsession into my mind?"

Zhao Hao said to himself, tears bursting out, but when he touched the corners of his eyes, there was not a single tear.

He can no longer flow out.

"Who is responsible for the ups and downs in my life?"

"Is it an evil cultivator? It seems not."

"It's just me!"

In an instant, Zhao Hao remembered many things, and the foggy memory was opened up. He remembered the reason why he fell asleep recently, the strange inner demon he encountered shortly after waking up, and the golden dragon. It was not the first time.

By showing up, you were lying to him.

"Get the fuck out of here!"

Zhao Hao held his head and roared in a low voice.

What dragon energy, what golden dragon, you deceived me!

He sat cross-legged and used his vast soul power to search himself, hoping to find any clues about the golden dragon. He knew that the thing was not dead and was lurking on him.

However, he couldn't find it.

He cannot resist the rhythm of life and the invisible rules.

Those eyes in the body are still cold and callous, and what's worse is that they are even about to fuse.

The worst thing is that Zhao Hao felt that his anger was gradually fading. He became quiet, reserved, and indifferent, and a new perception emerged.

It's called "accepting yourself" and "listening to destiny".

Then, his previous thoughts gradually faded away, as if they had never happened.

"Is this the power of heaven's will?"

Zhao Hao simply stopped worrying. He learned the method in the booklet, bit his finger and started writing on the paper with blood.

After finishing writing, he carefully placed the booklet in his arms.

At this moment, he couldn't remember much. He only remembered that a very important thing happened just now, which filled his heart with evil spirits.

Suddenly, a white shadow passed by.

Zhao Hao turned his head and saw a white fox with squinting eyes squatting on a low wall not far away.

The white fox was spotless, and there was a strange sense of incongruity when it appeared in this dirty ruins. Moreover, Zhao Hao felt extremely strong emotions from the first moment he saw the white fox.

Vigilance, murderous intent, resentment.

Following the fading memory, Zhao Hao was extremely wary of this emotion, and he held it back, just like usual.

"Are you planning to cooperate?"

The white fox opened his mouth and revealed human words.

…

(End of chapter)