Destined Martial God

"AHH!"    

Just as the poisoned dagger was about to pierce Wu Zhengjun's heart, a painful scream came out.    

Immediately after, Wu Zhengjun realized that Zhang Rou, who was originally half carried by him, had actually risen into the air.    

"Senior Brother Yu, you've gone too far!"    

Looking at Yu Haoran who was slowly retracting his left leg, how could Wu Zhengjun not know the reason why Zhang Rou had soared up into the sky earlier.    

Thinking back to Zhang Rou's tragic encounter, and how soft and gentle it was, it was the first time Wu Zhengjun had developed any sort of dissatisfaction towards Yu Haoran, and was also the first time Wu Zhengjun had been questioned so loudly.    

In the face of Wu Zhengjun's first appearance of dissatisfaction and doubt towards himself, not only did Yu Haoran not get angry, he even nodded and praised him.    

"It seems that maintaining the bloodthirsty physique can offset a portion of the power of the Spirit Summoning Art."    

"Senior Brother Yu, I'm sorry!"    

In fact, after questioning Yu Haoran, Wu Zhengjun immediately regretted it in his heart.    

Ever since the two of them met, he had never done anything to Yu Haoran. It was always him who brought him through the experiences, teaching him the various characteristics of the bloodthirsty physique, teaching him the arcane phagocytosis which could allow him to raise his cultivation level without any limits, giving him the beast blood essence, pellets, and spirit stones that could further awaken the bloodthirsty physique.    

Why did I suddenly have my mind clouded by lard just now? I'm actually angry at the person I respect the most, Senior Brother Yu.    

Thus, he hurriedly apologized.    

"It's alright, I'm already very satisfied with your reaction!"    

Shaking his head, Yu Haoran indicated for Wu Zhengjun not to worry.    

"Senior Brother Yu, what was the soul reaping technique you were talking about earlier?" Seeing that Yu Haoran was not angry at all, Wu Zhengjun secretly heaved a sigh of relief.    

Because he was afraid that his dissatisfaction and doubt from before would make Yu Haoran angry, cause a barrier to form between his heart and, and cause their relationship to start to alienate.    

It was a good thing that Senior Martial Brother Yu was magnanimous and didn't bother about his earlier impoliteness.    

Then, he suddenly remembered Yu Haoran mention that the Bloodthirsty Constitution could offset a portion of the Spirit Extraction Art's power, so he quickly asked.    

"The soul attracting technique is a type of secret technique that mainly uses bewitching arts. It is able to stir the most primal desires of living beings. Most of it consists of the cultivation of beautiful women with outstanding figures, somewhere between the righteous devils!"    

He did not want to mention it too much, so he gave a simple introduction. Then, he pointed at the dagger that was covered with a large amount of poison that had landed at Zhang Rou's feet.    

"Zhengjun, take a look!"    

"So that's how it is!"    

After seeing the dagger smeared with great poison at Zhang Rou's feet, Wu Zhengjun finally understood why Yu Haoran had suddenly made such a move.    

So it turned out that Zhang Rou wanted to take her life!    

At the same time, he could understand why Yu Haoran had said those words at the beginning. If you don't want to be ambushed from the back, it's best to not meddle in other people's business.    

Thinking about it, he blamed himself even more for questioning Yu Haoran just now.    

"Senior Brother Yu, I'm sorry. I won't be like this ever again!"    

"General, actually, I already guessed that Zhang Rou would sneak attack you, but I didn't warn you in advance, I just wanted you to learn this lesson, and let you know that although the person who harmed you is not allowed, you must be wary of him!" Seeing that Wu Zhengjun had finally realized his mistake, aside from being gratified, Yu Haoran also couldn't help but sincerely warn him.    

"Senior Brother Yu, don't worry. Junior will always remember this!" Wu Zhengjun promised with a heavy nod of his head.    

"Fine, I'll remember this lesson. This risk is also worth it!" Nodding, Yu Haoran turned around and indicated for them to leave.    

"Senior brother Yu, what should we do with her?" Pointing to Zhang Rou who was feigning unconsciousness, Wu Zhengjun asked.    

Based on Wu Zhengjun's character, since he dared to take his life using a dagger smeared with poison, he had to grind her to dust in order to dispel the hatred in his heart.    

"Zhengjun, let her go!"    

"Actually, she is also a pitiful person!" Seeing Zhang Rou who was lying on the grass pretending to be unconscious, Yu Haoran's heart softened as she said that.    

"Zhang Rou, looking at Senior Brother Yu's face today, I will let you live for now. However, you better pray that you don't run into me again, otherwise, I will absolutely not show mercy."    

Since Yu Haoran had already indicated that he would let her go, then he could only suppress the anger in his heart.    

But when he thought about how his own little life had almost died in Zhang Rou's hands, he still threatened with some unwillingness.    

"Senior Brother Yu, please wait!" When Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun turned their bodies, planning to use their footwork to leave, Zhang Rou who was pretending to be unconscious suddenly opened her eyes, and asked worriedly.    

"Speak!" Yu Haoran stopped, and didn't turn his head back as he asked indifferently.    

"Senior Brother Yu, may I ask if you are Hundred Feet Sect's ninth disciple, Yu Haoran?"    

Although he did not turn back, the fact that he was able to stop in his tracks meant that the young man in front of him was willing to listen to him, so Zhang Rou hurriedly asked.    

"That's right, I am the Yu Haoran that you spoke of just now!" Yu Haoran still did not turn his head as he calmly replied.    

"Senior Brother Yu, according to what I heard from a disciple of the Hundred Feet Sect Zhi Fafeng, not only did you kill Zhi Fafeng all by yourself a while ago, you not only forced the Peak Master of Zhi Fafeng to take the initiative to retreat, you even emptied the entire Zhi Fafeng's treasury, right?" Seeing that Yu Haoran did not deny her identity, Zhang Rou continued to question.    

"That's right!" Nodding, Yu Haoran still did not deny it.    

"Then, Senior Brother Yu, do you have a Grade Eight or Nine Ice Heart Pill in your hand?"    

Yu Haoran was moved but at the same time, his heart tensed up because of what he had admitted.    

This was because the Grade Eight Icy Heart Pill she mentioned earlier was not only related to her future, but also her life.    

"Yes!"    

Nodding his head, Yu Haoran's will immediately connected to the storage ring, and following that, a pill bottle with ten of the eighth stage ninth stage Ice Heart Pellets appeared in his hands.    

"The Art of Soulreaper requires a gradual process and must not be rushed. Otherwise, the heart will devour you and the pain will make you wish you were dead. Hopefully, these ten Ice Heart Pellets will allow you to return to your normal path!"    

As he threw the pill bottle in his hand, which had the Ice Heart Pellet, to Zhang Rou, Yu Haoran reminded him.    

Stunned, Zhang Rou took the pill bottle. Looking at Yu Haoran and Yu Haoran who had directly left, Zhang Rou's face revealed an expression of disbelief.    

The soul-reaping technique was a secret technique that she had accidentally obtained from a corner of the clan treasury before she had joined the Heart Moon Sect. It was a technique that could arouse the most primal desires of men's hearts.    

Relying on her secret soul reaping technique, not only did she become a disciple of a branch family, she also became one of the best in the clan, even in the Heart Moon Sect.    

Originally, she thought that she was the only one who knew of the soul attracting technique in a radius of several thousand kilometers of the Hundred Feet Sect. However, what she never thought of was that not only did Yu Haoran know of the soul attracting technique, his understanding of it had also far surpassed hers.    

Thinking about it, Zhang Rou immediately had the idea to ask for guidance.