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Only by losing something would one know how to cherish it.

Only when one's lifespan was about to be exhausted would one know the value of life!

Cai Shengping, who had been in seclusion for three years and had experienced countless failures and was almost in despair, had suddenly entered a mysterious state today. When he woke up, he realized that he had inexplicably broken through!

His body desperately plundered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The spiritual energy was converted into pure true essence and circulated in his body. Through his meridians, vitality was transmitted to every part of his body. His old body was filled with vitality again.

He slowly stood up, and his body, which had been sitting cross-legged for three years without moving, made an explosive sound. The accumulated dust on his body rustled down.

He could clearly feel the boundless vitality in his body, the chaotic true essence, and the powerful strength!

It was as if he had been reborn!

Cai Shengping thanked the heavens in his heart!

His breakthrough was largely due to luck.

However, no one could deny the importance of luck to a martial artist.

After regaining a new life, Cai Shengping only wanted to roar into the sky at this moment to vent the accumulated anger in his heart.

He wanted to let the entire White Crane City know that he had become a Xiantian expert!

Following a deafening explosion in the Cai family's forbidden area, a ragged figure rushed into the sky.

Cai Shengping stood in mid-air, the cold moonlight shining on his face. The night breeze blew gently, and he took a deep breath of fresh air.

At this moment, a figure rushed in his direction.

Cai Shengping's eyesight was amazing. He could clearly see that the person was wrapped in a thick blood-attribute True Qi. His body was covered in wounds as if he had just been through a bloody battle.

Behind him, four warriors were chasing after him. Cai Shengping happened to know them. The one chasing at the front was his most valued son, Cai Yiyun.

They were surrounded by the Cai family's courtyard. The person being chased by his son was undoubtedly an intruder.

"Humph!"

Cai Shengping snorted coldly. His figure suddenly appeared in front of the intruder and punched him.

The intruder screamed and crashed into the fake mountain, unconscious.

"Father?"

Cai Yiyun looked at the figure in front of him and shouted excitedly.

"Hmm, who is this?"

"Father, you succeeded?"

"Yes! I broke through by luck!" Cai Shengping nodded and pointed at the intruder in front of him." Who is he?”

"The boss of the Red River Three Ghosts is very powerful. If it weren't for Father, I'm afraid he would have really escaped!”Cai Yiyun said excitedly," I didn't expect this guy to be so unlucky. Of all places, he had to run in this direction!”

"What's the relationship between the Red River Three Ghosts and the Red River Ancestor?" Cai Shengping asked with some fear.”

"The Red River Three Ghosts are the personal disciples of Old Ghost Red River. However, Old Ghost Red River is already dead. He died under the sneak attack of his three disciples!”

"Humph, indeed only demonic path martial artists like to do such things that deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors. Such a person's death is not worthy of pity!”

Cai Shengping stretched out his hand and the saber in Cai Yiyun's hand flew out and landed in Cai Shengping's hand.

Pang Bin's body was cut in half.

"Father, now that you've become a Xiantian expert, I want to invite all the major families and forces near White Crane City to attend the banquet!”

"That's what I should do. We can set the time for three days later. I need to rest for two days!”Cai Shengping strode towards the Cai family's courtyard.

Cai Yiyun turned around and searched Pang Bin from head to toe. After taking his interspatial capsule, he instructed the Cai family members who were chasing after him,""Deal with his corpse and place his weapons in the armory.”

The longsword on Pang Bin's back looked no different from an ordinary weapon. However, Cai Yiyun felt that the longsword was at least a black-grade weapon. Even though the Cai family did not have many people who practiced sword techniques, it was still worth collecting.

"Alright, Patriarch!"

The two of them carried Pang Bin's body and left, while the other servant took the sword to the armory.

Halfway through, the Scarlet Blood Demonic Sword suddenly broke free from the hands of the Cai Family servant and beheaded him. It flew into the air with blood and quickly disappeared into the night.

Pang Bin died because his face was too dark.

He was actually killed by the Cai Family's ancestor, who was said to have no hope of breaking through.

Chen Hao was indifferent to this.

Who asked Pang Bin to offend his taboo?

He had never been a very patient person.

He was going to find Sword Head again!

Chen Hao felt helpless.

He didn't like to run around either.

Chen Hao realized that finding a Sword Master that was truly suitable for him was just too difficult. It was as difficult as finding a wife.

Other than spending a few years with Fu Yuanming, the other sword masters were like blind dates.

After trying it out, he realized that it was not suitable.

Actually, even he didn't know what kind of Sword Master Chen Hao was looking for.

However, he definitely had to find someone who practiced sword arts. This was his basic requirement. For example, Pang Bin, who wasn't good at using swords but was still a sword master, Chen Hao would kill anyone he saw in the future!

Floating at a low altitude and shuttling through the alleys of White Crane City, he was a little anxious.

The true qi stored in the demonic sword was constantly being consumed. If it was used up, Chen Hao would be like an inanimate object, unable to move anymore.

When he passed by the dark alley next to the White Crane City Lord's Mansion, Chen Hao suddenly heard someone practicing martial arts inside.

He was still practicing martial arts in the middle of the night. He was really hardworking.

Chen Hao flew over the city lord's mansion's wall and happened to see a thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth waving a heavy sword behind the wall.

He was sweating profusely, and his body was steaming. It looked like he had cultivated for a long time.

He was tall and sturdy, surpassing many adult martial artists. He was at least 1.8 meters tall.

His arms were equally thick, similar to Pang Bin's.

Chen Hao estimated that his strength should be pretty good.

If it wasn't for his youthful appearance and the little furry hair around his mouth, Chen Hao might really have thought that he was an adult.

The young man was probably practicing a Yellow Grade Upper Class sword technique, which was similar to the Horizontal Sword Technique. It was open and wide, and it had the aura of a battlefield.

What pleased Chen Hao the most was that the young man's strength had reached the peak of Qi Condensation, and his Yellow Rank superior-class sword technique had also been cultivated to a level close to perfection.

In an ordinary family, he could be considered to be one of the most talented and powerful.

The other party's talent in the way of the sword was not bad. He cultivated hard and lived in the City Lord's Estate. He was probably the type of person who had a backer.

He should be more suitable to become his sword master.

Thinking of this, the Scarlet Blood Demonic Sword shot directly at the youth.

In the darkness, there was the sound of air being torn apart.

When the youth heard the voice, he was shocked and placed the heavy sword in his hand across his chest.

With a clang, the ordinary heavy sword broke into two.

The young man cursed in his heart, thinking that he was going to die.

In the end, the hidden weapon that suddenly attacked him actually fell in front of him.

To be precise, it was in front of him.

Only then did the youth see clearly that the sword in front of him was also a heavy sword.

The length of the heavy sword was almost as long as his height, and its murderous aura was threatening. There were more than ten blood-red ring-shaped patterns on the body of the sword. One look and one could tell that the heavy sword in front of him was not an ordinary one.

The young man looked around. There was no one around. His mind was a little muddled.

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