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"I’ll do it this once," he thought. "At least I’ve managed to find such a talented young man. Perhaps I should make him my personal disciple." As he watched the children disappear into the distance, he pondered to himself. Without waiting at the academy, Yan Xiaobao left the gate, watching his son already vanished. Being on campus reminded him of his days at Liluo City Royal Academy. Back then, he was very young when he started. He had t Deng Wu, Ma Kong, and Gao Yan, and not to ntion Wang Julong.
Reflecting on those days, Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply. Those were his childhood days, and he truly enjoyed himself. But things changed. Thinking about his childhood, he also began to think about his parents and his younger brother. He hadn’t seen them in years, and he couldn’t help but wonder how they were doing.
"Let’s not think about them," Yan Xiaobao thought to himself as he shook his head. "Going back there now will only make things worse. Many Saints are watching , and not to ntion the Third Prince. If I go ho, I’m very likely to drag them into danger."
Returning to the mansion, Yan Xiaobao headed to the garden at the back of the estate, finding a relatively peaceful spot. No servants would disturb him, nor would they accidentally intrude into this area.
Yan Xiaobao moved to the side, sat in a lotus position on the grass, and picked up a storage stone. From within, he retrieved the Direhound’s Immortal Strike and started examining it again. He rembered the damage it caused to the library on his first attempt use, knowing it would only beco stronger. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his lips. When he mastered this attack, his power would significantly increase, as he believed most Saints in the world didn’t know how to use martial power martial arts.
Summoning his Ice Storm Sword, placing it in the scabbard, he stood up, closing his eyes. Deep within himself, he found his martial power core. After a while, a small thread of Qi from Wu Wei left this core and entered his body. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, letting out an inner scream, he shouted ’Direhound’s Immortal Strike!’
Wu Wei flashed through his ridians, entering the sword. After a mont, Yan Xiaobao raised the sword, drawing it, and a massive roar echoed throughout the garden. As the strike released a bow-shaped beam from the sword and effortlessly traversed the three large rocks in front of him, the sword light glead.
The first stone didn’t stop the sword beam’s speed; however, after cutting through the second stone, the speed and light diminished sowhat. Regardless, it kept moving forward until it sliced through the third stone, causing it to completely vanish. Observing the destruction caused by Direhound’s Immortal Strike, Yan Xiaobao felt a thrill inside.
"It seems like this really is a treasure," he sighed, as he once again closed his eyes, placing the sword back in the scabbard. He drew the sword repeatedly, each ti the scabbard flashed a bow-shaped arc from the sword, cutting through more and more stones and a fair number of trees. Soon, the entire area was covered with patches of ancient trees and imnse boulders. Each ti using Direhound’s Immortal Strike, it beca stronger and stronger. Clearly, Yan Xiaobao’s mastery of this ability was getting better.
"Try another one," Lan Feng said excitedly. He could also feel Yan Xiaobao’s control over Direhound’s Immortal Strike had greatly improved, to the extent that further training it wouldn’t be useful. Now, he needed to use it in actual combat to further improve.
"Dragon’s Roar Technique?" Yan Xiaobao asked curiously, and Lan Feng nodded. ’If you master the Dragon’s Roar ability, then you can easily defeat your opponents. Your soul is extrely powerful because it rged with mine. The soul we possess together is twice that of other experts. Using such an ability relying on your soul strength should allow you to nearly defeat anyone you attack. As long as they aren’t stronger than I am, then at least you can render them stunned.’
Hearing his words, a slight smile erged on Yan Xiaobao’s face, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. "Targeting the Third Prince is a good idea," Yan Xiaobao said. "Hopefully, it will also affect all the protectors he has. As an heir to the throne, I believe he will have soone protecting him from shadows, but as long as we can get rid of him, we should do so. Yan Xiaobao decided.
’Using Direhound’s Immortal Strike combined with the intense jade dragon’s roar should be enough to get rid of everyone. The problem now is how to kill him without anyone knowing. Yan Xiaobao pondered for a while, completely unsure how to solve this problem.’
"How about talking to the Princess again?" Lan Feng suggested, but Yan Xiaobao shook his head. "Although she wants to take over this Kingdom, the Third Prince is still her brother. She would never allow us to harm him. He stated confidently. No matter how fiercely they fight for the throne, they wouldn’t kill each other. Even the fiercest Third Prince never succumbed to killing his family. All he did was get rid of the woman his brother liked."
"Well, we need to co up with an idea. Sadly, killing him within the tomb didn’t work. We must sohow get him to visit us or go with us without others knowing. If he should die while with us, it wouldn’t take a genius to realize we did it. Yan Xiaobao complained. As he thought about how to get the Third Prince without anyone knowing, his head ached. After all, the Third Prince wasn’t foolish, he also understood what eting soone ant. Even if the person posed no threat, he knew to at least inform soone about the person he was eting."
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