Follow the path of Dao from infancy

Li Hao thought for a moment, and said with a fairly reasonable tone.

Ren Qianqian's eyes sparkled, and she did not doubt Li Hao's words, since Li Hao's swordsmanship was far beyond hers; she had barely managed to exchange a few blows with him.

"What about the tenth layer of Soul Succession Realm?" she pressed further.

"...And what about someone just stepping into the Divine Travel Realm?"

"..."

Seeing the stunned look on Ren Qianqian's face, Li Hao smiled, turned around, and said, "Let's go. It's time to return and rest after enough fun."

Ren Qianqian snapped out of her daze and hastily followed in Li Hao's footsteps, asking, "Young Master, are you serious? By swordsmanship?"

Li Hao knocked on her head, "Don't compare yourself to me."

His Zhou Tian Realm had opened up great meridians and he possessed a top-notch Qi Circulation Skill. This power was sufficient to support him in combat across realms.

Adding to that, the Soul Condensing Skill from the Soul Succession Heaven and Earth was very difficult to replicate. Even just the first layer of the Soul Succession Realm, the frequency of condensing soul figures, could match a person from the fifth layer of the Realm.

Combined with the Yin and Yang Dual Pulse, he could defeat a martial artist who had just entered the Divine Travel Realm in one move.

If he were to use swordsmanship, the calculation would become much more complicated.

Ren Qianqian held her sword with one hand and covered her head with the other, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

But she also knew that Li Hao was right; comparing herself to him could easily shatter her own martial heart.

"You should follow your own sword path without making comparisons to others," Li Hao said.

Ren Qianqian was struck by this thought. Follow her own sword path, without comparisons... She looked at the silhouette of the young man ahead and silently wondered to herself, was he doing the same?

As the two left, another scene unfolded at the Divine Travel Realm arena.

A group of figures gathered, and suddenly, one of the women paused in her step.

"What's wrong, Yue Yao?" Lin Feifei asked curiously.

"I thought I saw Li just now."

Song Yueyao stopped and looked toward another direction.

"Isn't that the Soul Succession Realm arena there?" Lin Feifei looked in the direction of her gaze, puzzled.

Song Yueyao saw the shifting figures there, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, before she gently shook her head and withdrew her gaze:

"Indeed, I must have seen wrong."

With someone of his realm, why would he be at the Soul Succession Realm arena?

She redirected her thoughts and said, "Let's take this opportunity to witness the prowess of the Divine Travel Realm warriors from various states."

"Yes." Lin Feifei's eyes were keen as she focused on the Divine Travel Realm arena, eager with anticipation.

For martial artists, it is rare to be without a competitive spirit.

Time passed quickly.

Li Hao and Ren Qianqian found an inn to stay in the city. They ate, drank, and roamed about, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During these three days, Ren Qianqian went to the Soul Succession Realm arena for challenges and exchanges, achieving good rankings but not making it into the top ten.

After all, her own realm was too low. She had just stepped into Soul Succession and hadn't had the opportunity to practice and refine her Soul Condensing Skill, making her hold on the realm superficial, hardly possessing any of the power of the Soul Succession Realm.

Those who chased the top ten rankings were mostly those who had achieved perfection in the Soul Succession Realm, and they were either talented disciples from famous sects or fortunate ones who received opportunities from the old man beneath the cliff.

Li Hao did not continue to accompany her afterwards, but wandered around the city in search of famous paintings and chess manuals.

The results were somewhat surprising for Li Hao; although he did not find any chess manuals, in searching, he stumbled upon two famous paintings in a wealthy family's home.

Regrettably, one of the paintings was a forged imitation and could not be collected, while the other was an authentic work of a great master in the Art of Painting, titled "Thousand Sails Passing the River."

This wealthy family was not short of money, collecting calligraphy and paintings purely out of personal liking. Li Hao's silver became useless, and to take something someone loved, he had to exchange it for something else.

He thought of secretly incorporating the painting before leaving, but once a painting was added to the collection, it would rot away quickly and no longer exist in the world.

The wealthy man was warm and generous, so Li Hao dismissed this idea.

Luckily, the wealthy man's son was a martial arts fanatic who enjoyed practicing martial arts. Li Hao displayed his skills with ease, suppressing the martial instructors in the man's courtyard, impressing them and the man's son. He then agreed to find a famous master for the son, in exchange for the painting, should the agreement succeed.

Therefore, when the Grandmaster Conference began on this day, beside Ren Qianqian, Li Hao was also accompanied by this wealthy family's young son, who was of a similar age to Li Hao, named Han Wu.

"That over there is the Grandmaster Path arena, but we don't have invitations and can't enter the inner area," Han Wu explained. He seemed quite familiar with the rules of the Grandmaster Conference, having studied them thoroughly. His eyes sparkled with life and admiration as he looked at the figures of the Grandmasters inside with great reverence.

"Don't worry, we can get in," Li Hao said.

Li Hao had already started walking towards the inner area.

He didn't have an invitation, but being in the Celestial Master Realm, he could enter directly.

At the entrance, two identical young men from Tianji Tower stopped the trio, their attitude polite, asking Li Hao to show his invitation, treating the three as if they were young disciples accompanying their master or scions seeking to study under a master.

Li Hao had no invitation, but he simply lifted his hand and flicked the dragon-patterned drum beside him.

This drum, wrapped in demon hide and dragon scales, could not be vibrated by anyone below the Grandmaster Realm. With a mechanism inside that required a precise touch, even someone at the pinnacle of the Fifteen Li Realm would have a hard time creating even a small sound with brute force, to say nothing of Li Hao's seemingly effortless flick.

As the drum boomed with a hum, the twin young men were immediately startled and then astonished, their eyes widening as they looked at Li Hao.

Han Wu, who had followed behind Li Hao, jumped in shock as well, gaping in amazement.

He had seen Li Hao in action, suppressing the martial instructors, but had only thought that Li Hao was in the Divine Travel Realm, since being of such an age and in the Divine Travel Realm was already considered extraordinary. But to think he was actually in the Celestial Master Realm?

"You, you couldn't be..."

The twin young men snapped back to their senses, their pupils suddenly constricting in shock as they stared at Li Hao.