Chapter 814: Chapter 164: Ink Suppression, prehension_4
Lin Qingyue saw Li Hao sitting calmly, continuing his painting unfazed by the provocation. She had no intention to persuade him—although she was concerned about the Holy Land behind the Green Deer King, it was the other party who provoked first. If their Sect meant to reason, they should be the ones to teach the Green Deer King a lesson.
However, remembering that she was publicly defeated in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, her thoughts grew silent.
In the world’s affairs, how many of the truly strong are there who really reason?
If one always sought reason, faced with constant setbacks, how could they reach the pinnacle?
She suddenly felt somewhat disinterested and sighed, transmitting her voice to Li Hao:
“The Green Deer King has the Mixed Heaven Sacred Land backing him. His master might seek revenge for him, you should be careful.”
Li Hao paused in his painting and glanced at her, seeing the concern hidden in her eyes.
Li Hao chuckled and replied, “It’s alright. Can’t live in fear of death, accepting humiliation with servility. Some people, even if you convince them with reason, their underlying urge to kill and resentment will find no release, being even more fierce.”
Lin Qingyue fell silent and nodded slightly.
“Don’t worry, to have even a bit of concern for such matters is a waste.”
Li Hao smiled, not wanting her to worry about him. Better to spend that energy on prehension and cultivation.
In life, who can avoid the worldly dust?
Mountains don’t avoid dust.
Tall mountains never dodge the dust; that’s how they bee tall.
Hearing Li Hao’s forting words, Lin Qingyue’s face slowly broke into a smile, and she nodded her head.
Li Hao sat on the back of the Green Deer King and focused on his painting.
His Artistic Path Experience was swiftly improving; at the same time, he painted the Green Deer King underneath him into the scroll again. Although the experience from the second painting diminished, it was still over forty thousand.
But in this second painting, the Green Deer King was no longer avoiding crowds nor the subject of awe but was depicted crawling, utterly disheveled.
While Li Hao painted quietly, whispers spread through the crowd, but the looks cast toward Li Hao carried much more wariness. When speaking of Li Hao, their voices subconsciously lowered.
“Sire, you’ve been sitting long enough, haven’t you? The Green Deer King only wanted to spar with you. Why humiliate him to such an extent?”
As Li Hao finished his second painting, nearing full Experience, several tall figures emerged from the crowd and approached him.
At the forefront was a man with eyebrows sharp like swords and a proud stance, his eyes cold. He was now slightly softening the aloof expression often on his face, frowning at Li Hao.
Li Hao looked up slightly and asked, “Who are you?”
“Mixed Heaven Sacred Land’s Zhao Feixing!”
The youth bowed, but his expression was cold.
“Are you here to reason?”
Li Hao asked.
Zhao Feixing responded in a cold voice, “Everything is about reasoning.”
Li Hao smiled faintly and said, “He came to challenge me to a duel, I refused, and he directly attacked me. What does this behavior amount to?”
Zhao Feixing was momentarily startled, his face changing slightly, “The Green Deer King likes to challenge others, there was no malice intended.”
Li Hao continued, “I asked what does this behavior amount to?”
Zhao Feixing fell silent.
Li Hao was too lazy to lift his eyelids again and said, “If you don’t want to end up like him, don’t bother me. Reason? Hmph.”
Some people claim to reason, but in truth, they only do so when they are powerless.
“The Green Deer King is a disciple under the Supreme Saint Gate. You treat us this way, do you not regard the Mixed Heaven Sacred Land at all?”
After silence, Zhao Feixing took a deep breath and spoke.
Li Hao knew that the other party had torn down that façade of hypocrisy. He sneered faintly and couldn’t be bothered to waste more words with this kind of person.
“Kneel!”
He uttered sharply as his Dao Domain suddenly expanded, with a thunderous sound, bearing down on the three men.
Zhao Feixing’s face changed abruptly, shouting in alarm and anger, “How dare you!”
Whether to intimidate one or several, Li Hao naturally dared. It wasn’t that he was deliberately being arrogant, but some people, even if you treat them courteously, will still strike if they see something they dislike.
First courtesy, then soldiers, soldiers bring death!
Thump, thump, thump!
Three muffled grunts rang out, the ground cracked, and the three Saint Heirs including Zhao Feixing were pinned to the ground, unable to move.
“We belong to the Mixed Heaven Sacred Land…” Another Saint beside them, angry and red-faced, began to speak.
Before he could finish, suddenly Sword Qi shot out, piercing his mouth and shredding his tongue.
Li Hao continued without turning his head, attending to his own affairs.
Seeing three more individuals subdued by Li Hao, the distant crowd knew that there would be big troubles during the Supreme Genius Battle—the Mixed Heaven Sacred Land’s face would be swept the floor, and they would certainly seek ways to retaliate.
Right or wrong, no one cared; a loss of face must be washed by blood!
“To leave one’s name on the Heavenly Stele, to suppress the direct disciples of the Mixed Heaven Supreme Saint, this man is simply mad!”
“I dare to kick the Royal Family of the Divine Dynasty and abduct their princess, but that’s because my backing is a Holy Land, a Saint. Who is behind him?”
“I’ve heard that the Thief Saint has close ties with him.”
“Thief Saint? What’s that worth? Before the Mixed Heaven Sacred Land, unless other Supreme Saints intervene.”
“It’s just the younger generation sparring; the Supreme Saints may not personally get involved. Years ago, that Dragon Clan Saint heir even killed a Mixed Heaven Sacred Land’s saint heir, but neither of their masters made a move.”
“That Green Deer King provoked first, in my opinion, he got what he deserved.”
“I thought I was brazen enough, but I didn’t expect to see someone even more brazen than me.”
Many whispered among themselves.
Li Hao finished his third painting, and his Experience Value was finally full.
Next, by prehending the Artistic Path Heart Realm, he could transcend the mundane and reach the Tenth Stage, Entering Saint!
Li Hao did not continue painting but packed away his pen and scroll into the Heaven and Earth Space, and then stretched lazily.
The surrounding murmurings drifted into his ears, but Li Hao simply shook his head. In this life, if one wishes to live in peace, there are only two paths: first is to bee strong, and second is to learn to bow.
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