Destined Martial God

"This subordinate understands. So all of this is Vice Sect Leader's plan!"    

After hearing Yu Haoran's explanation, the astute Li Zhongming quickly guessed Yu Haoran's plan and could not help but flatter him.    

"Li Zhongming, do you have anything else?"    

Seeing Li Zhongming, he thought of Gao Luanping.    

When he thought of Gao Luanping, he could not help but think of how he had been tricked by these old fellows. This made Yu Haoran feel extremely unhappy in his heart.    

Therefore, Yu Haoran asked straightforwardly.    

"This subordinate knows that Vice Sect Master Yu is representing the sect this time to participate in the Qin Alliance Conference that is being held in Xianyang City."    

After considering it for a moment, Li Zhongming finally clenched his teeth and asked Yu Haoran about his real purpose in coming to meet with him.    

"This subordinate wishes to know the attitude of Vice Sect Leader Yu towards the Qin Alliance meeting this time?"    

Different from the Hundred Feet Sect's self-assured development, due to her special geographical location and the thought of her sect's active development, she paid more attention to the Great Qin Empire.    

With his background as the Peak Master of a different surname, he had roughly understood the true intentions of the meeting that was being held in the Qin Alliance.    

So, he needed to know what kind of attitude Yu Haoran, who represented the sect, had when he participated in the conference.    

Was he going to be like before, continuing to fight against the Great Qin Empire, or was he going to choose to tolerate it for the time being!    

Because there were two different choices, which had a fatal impact on Li Zhongming's following plans.    

"Aooo!"    

Accompanying the sounds of the Dragon's Stinger, a ten-meter-long Flood Dragon rose from Yu Haoran's body.    

Gently stepping onto the Flood Dragon's back, Yu Haoran's voice was like a cold wind, echoing in Li Zhongming's ears.    

"Li Zhongming, although you are now the Peak Master of Giant Sword Sect, in the end, you are still just a spy planted in Giant Sword Sect. What qualifications do you have to interrogate the higher ups of the sect about this secret?"    

"Li Zhongming, I have no choice but to leave immediately. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control the killing intent in my heart and I'll kill you on the spot."    

Stunned, Li Zhongming looked at Yu Haoran who had stepped on the Flood Dragon and soared into the sky. A bone-piercing shout that was like a cold wind reverberated beside his ears.    

It was probably because Yu Haoran had already guessed that the person he was truly loyal to, was Zhi Fafeng, the Peak Master Gao Luanping, and not Hundred Feet Sect's Sect Master Chu Zhongyu.    

Without hesitation, he left immediately. Most likely, it was as Yu Haoran had said, he was afraid that if he could not control the killing intent in his heart, he would make a move against.    

After all, the current Hundred Feet Sect's Sect Leader, Chu Zhongyu, was still Yu Haoran's Big Senior.    

When he thought here, Li Zhongming regretted his decision. He quickly took out a Glyph from the storage bag and used his spiritual will to leave a few words in the Glyph.    

After that, he used his spirit energy to drive the rune in his hand. The rune immediately turned into a streak of white light and disappeared in front of him.    

Rolin Town was a large town with a population of over a hundred thousand. It was an important town with a very developed economy.    

Rolin Town, it was located at the border of Hundred Feet Sect's area of influence. More than five kilometers to the east would be the border of Great Qin Empire.    

Because of the special location, although Rolin Town's economy was very developed, the security was a mess.    

Rolin Town was about 20 meters wide and had a central street that connected the east and the west. On both sides of the street, there were all kinds of shops and restaurants.    

The Hundred Gates Restaurant was a stronghold of the Hundred Feet Sect in Rolin Town. Other than managing Rolin Town, it was also convenient for the disciples of the Hundred Feet Sect to rest in the outside world while they went out to train.    

On the third floor of the Hundred Gates Restaurant, in a room with a beautiful environment, which was located right in the middle of the street, Gao Luanping and Gong Yuyuan, who came from the Merit Palace, were drinking tea while chatting.    

"Martial Nephew Gong, based on your level of cultivation in Innate Gossip and Life Inference Techniques, can't you deduce where Yu Haoran is currently?" Putting down the teacup in his hand, Gao Luanping asked Gong Yuyuan with a smile that was not a smile.    

"In reply to Martial Uncle Gao, with Martial Nephew's current cultivation in Innate Eight Trigrams and Inference Life Techniques, not to mention inner sect disciples in the Martial Master realm, even if it's the elite disciples of Martial Master Realm, the disciples would be able to deduce his fate."    

In the face of Gao Luanping's half-smile, and the question that faintly contained a hint of ridicule, the young and infuriated Gong Yuyuan, retorted in a very unconvinced manner.    

However, when he mentioned Yu Haoran, he could not help but laugh bitterly.    

"Ever since Junior Brother Yu forced Hall Master Jia to take the initiative to betray the Hundred Feet Sect, and died miserably under the sect's rules, Junior Nephew Yu had overdrawn a fifth of his divine soul's power, combining it with his Innate Eight Trigrams and Inference Life Techniques, to calculate Junior Brother's fate."    

"The result!" Seeing that Gong Yuyuan who had raised his teacup and continued to drink his tea, Gao Luanping who was in a passive mood immediately asked.    

Without panicking, Gong Yuyuan put down the teacup and replied with a bitter smile on his face.    

"In the end, not only did I not predict Junior Yu's fate, but I was also severely injured by the backlash of the Heavenly Dao rules, resulting in me resting for two full months."    

"So that's how it is!" After hearing Gong Yuyuan's explanation, Gao Luanping recovered from his shock and couldn't help but nod his head, believing Gong Yuyuan's explanation just now.    

After all, there was a special group of geniuses in this world that could escape the fate of being targeted by a life-saving technique.    

"Hey!"    

Just as Gao Luanping was about to probe further to see if Gong Yuyuan had calculated Ouyang Haoyu's fate, a white light suddenly appeared in his hand.    

Gripping the white light that had been turned into a sigil, Gao Luanping didn't immediately read the information inside the sigil. Instead, he looked at Gong Yuyuan who had placed his hands under the table and was planning to use the Innate Eight Trigrams to calculate the source of the sigil.    

"Martial Nephew Gao, Martial Nephew Lian Lang feels extremely exhausted. I wish to return to my room to rest first!"    

Being scared by the faintly pulsing killing intent in Gao Luanping's eyes, Gong Yuyuan knew that his small movements just now had been detected by the other party. He hurriedly stopped his calculation and got up to take his leave.    

"Martial Nephew Gong, you should rest first!" Gao Luanping waved his hand and said.    

After he left Ya residence, the face of the originally somewhat panicking Gong Yuyuan was instantly replaced by a cold smile.    

Following that, he lowered his head and looked at his left hand. There was an identical rune that Gao Luanping had received just now.    

"Gao Luanping, you are underestimating me, Gong Yuyuan, and the Innate Eight Trigrams and Life Inference Techniques!" Clenching the talisman tightly in his palm, Gong Yuyuan turned his head to look at the elegant wooden door, and said to himself proudly.    

Then he went straight back to his room.    

However, when he wanted to use the innate technique [Gossip and Reasoning Destiny] to look at the message, he was startled by the sudden spontaneous combustion of the rune in his hand.