Destined Martial God

With a straight face and a calm heart, he lied because, other than the magical equipment which could restrict secret transformation technique that Zhao Xinyu had just refined using the corpse of the Gold Devouring Beetle, the previous two plots against him did not have any substantial evidence at all.    

The heads of the seven Zhi Fafeng disciples who participated in the ambush and caused severe injuries to the eldest senior brother were still hanging on the large tree at the entrance of the Clear Wind Peak.    

Zhao Zong, who was controlling the layout of the Blue Moon Secret Realm, had long since died in a cave deep in the secret realm.    

Therefore, with just the conflicts that just happened, as well as the's restrictive magical equipment, it was simply impossible to determine Zhao Xinyu's death.    

Although it would not work, Yu Haoran still revealed it through lies. He had his own thoughts.    

Firstly, he wanted to stall for time, in the hope that he could stall until the power of the s disappeared, then the Chinese macaque could fight Zhao Ji head on.    

And let Zhao Ji, as well as the disciples of Zhao Ji's lineage, know that he, Yu Haoran, cannot be provoked.    

Secondly, he also wanted everyone in the sect to know what kind of person Zhao Ji, his illegitimate son, was.    

He would take this opportunity to weaken Zhao Ji's prestige and increase the intensity of the competition between the various sects and factions so that he could benefit from them.    

"Yu Haoran, come up with your request!"    

He did not feel any change in Yu Haoran's emotions at all, which meant that was not lying just now.    

Right now, with the support of the Heaven Fragrant Pavilion behind Zhao Xinyu's mother, it was a critical moment in enhancing the sect master's strength. It was not easy to clash with Yu Haoran who possessed the secret transformation technique, who did not have any reservations, and the unfathomable Feng Qingyun who did not know his limits.    

Therefore, Zhao Ji planned to use the temptation of benefits to temporarily get Yu Haoran to give up the trouble of finding Zhao Xinyu.    

After all, Zhao Xinyu was the button that the Heaven Fragrant Pavilion was willing to support and help. If anything happened to Zhao Xinyu right now, he would definitely lose the support of the Heaven Fragrant Pavilion.    

"This!" Seeing that Zhao Ji wanted to reconcile, Yu Haoran couldn't help but sink into deep thought.    

In fact, he was only pretending to be deep in thought. Right now, he was counting down in his heart, waiting for the power of the secret transformation technique to disappear.    

Just when Yu Haoran pretended to be deep in thought and waited for the power of the to disappear.    

In the forest not far from peak of trials, Gao Luanping who was dressed in a light purple robe appeared silently in the forest.    

"Greetings Peak Master!" As an expert whose cultivation had reached the Martial Master Realm, Master Ma was the first to notice Gao Luanping's appearance and quickly stood up to greet him.    

"Greetings Peak Master!"    

Everyone had been listening to Expert Ma describe the ongoing conflict in peak of trials, so his action of standing up and bowing was also noticed by the dozens of disciples present.    

Seeing that the Peak Master had personally come with the disciple surnamed Zhao in the lead, everyone quickly stood up and bowed.    

"You're welcome!" After signalling for everyone to not be overly courteous, Gao Luanping smiled at the disciple surnamed Zhao and praised.    

"Zhao Lei, well done!"    

"Thank you Peak Master for your support!"    

Being able to get praise from the Peak Master made Zhao Lei feel fear and trepidation. At the same time, he also hurriedly tried to defend himself.    

"Peak Master, actually, this disciple hasn't done anything yet, much less whether or not my plan of killing two birds with one stone will succeed in the end!"    

"Your plan has succeeded!" Patting Zhao Lei's shoulder, Gao Luanping raised his head and looked in the direction of the peak of trials as he softly muttered to himself.    

"Today, regardless of whether or not Zhao Ji and his faction will reconcile, the contradictions between them have already been accumulated to the limit, and it might not be long before the Sect Master's faction and Qing Yunfeng's faction will erupt into a factional life-and-death battle that had not occurred in the Hundred Feet Sect for hundreds of years."    

"The life-and-death battle between factions!"    

Hearing the Peak Master mention the factional life-and-death battle, Zhao Lei and Expert Ma glanced at each other and noticed the shock in each other's eyes.    

"Peak Master, it shouldn't be that far, right?" The expert surnamed Ma, who was more familiar with the cruelty and severity of the life-and-death battles between factions, said in disbelief.    

"A factional life-and-death battle is a life-and-death battle. Our Hundred Feet Sect has been around for thousands of years, and there have only been two factional life-and-death battles."    

"However, the two life-and-death battles between the factions happened because there was an irreconcilable hatred between them.    

Saying that, Master Ma looked up at peak of trials and continued.    

"Although Yu Haoran's talent and potential are outstanding, and he possesses the means of the secret transformation technique, no matter what, he is still a disciple who has just entered the sect.    

"Let's wait and see!"    

Regarding this, Gao Luanping did not explain too much. He only left behind some profound words, and then quietly watched the conversation below the peak of trials.    

After pondering for nearly a minute and a half, the color of the energy barrier created by the Gold Devouring Beetle started to dim. Yu Haoran raised his head, and said to Zhao Ji.    

"Sovereign, I only have three requests!"    

"Speak!"    

He was not afraid of making requests, he was only afraid of not having any!    

As long as Yu Haoran was willing to make the request, it meant that he had thoughts of reconciling.    

"The first request, is to make Zhao Xinyu kneel under Qing Yunfeng for three days in order to redeem the sin of him framing me three times."    

Pointing to Zhao Xinyu, Yu Haoran made his first request.    

"No, even if I die, I won't kneel at the foot of Qing Yunfeng Peak!" In the face of Yu Haoran's first request, Zhao Xinyu did not even have time to give a reply before he immediately rejected it furiously.    

"Sect Leader Zhao, what do you think?" Ignoring the furious Zhao Xinyu, who was still in mid air, asked.    

"Yu Haoran, since you know about my special relationship with Xinyu, then what's the difference between kneeling and kneeling!?" Looking coldly at Yu Haoran, Zhao Ji forcefully suppressed his fury and questioned.    

"In that case, there's no point in discussing it!"    

Zhao Ji's categorical rejection was not outside of Yu Haoran's expectations.    

As he himself did not have any thoughts of reconciling, he waved his hands, indicating that he did not need to continue the negotiation and that he would not need to consume too much of the Chinese macaque's blood essence.    

"Yu Haoran, change the condition!" Zhao Ji said indifferently as he took a glance at the rapidly fading red energy circle, which had finally disappeared, and readjusted his state of mind.    

"Making someone kneel is indeed a bit too much, especially in public!"    

Even the obvious humiliating request of kneeling was enough to make Zhao Ji restrain his urge to attack. That could only mean one thing, that Zhao Ji had definitely met with some huge trouble and did not dare to act against him easily.    

Being lucky was not Yu Haoran's style, so he quickly changed his strategy and planned to ruthlessly cut off a few pieces of meat from Zhao Ji's body.    

"How about this!" Therefore, while lowering his head and thinking deeply, Yu Haoran also calmed down the strange beast's blood essence that he had slightly stimulated just now.