C516 middle-aged scholar
C516 middle-aged scholar
As the black bear continued to fly, Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun would arrive outside of Xianyang City eight hours later.
Gazing at the Xianyang City from afar, he was like a huge green dragon that was tens of thousands of metres long, imposing and magnificent.
The arrow towers embedded in the city wall were of a grand scale and had a magnificent appearance.
Although he had visited the Xianyang City more than once in his previous life, every single time he had been deeply shaken by the imposing aura of the capital of Xianyang, he couldn't help but stop and watch from the sidelines.
He reached out his hand to pat the black bear, indicating that it should slowly descend.
The walls of the Xianyang City were at least twenty meters tall and twenty-eight meters wide. The walls were entirely made of green Tong Xin bricks.
The west gate was about fifteen meters tall and twenty meters wide, and it was entirely made of top ten ranked profound iron. Not only was it ancient and heavy, it was also able to withstand an all-out attack from a peak ninth stage Martial King.
Although it was close to the annual pass and there were more pedestrians, the Lanling City did not have any checkpoints to verify their identity, allowing them to freely travel in and out.
Therefore, although there were a lot of people entering and exiting the city, the city gate was not blocked.
When the black bear was about three hundred meters away from the city gate, Yu Haoran immediately threw several hundred Rank One spirit stones to it, telling it to hurry up and recover the demonic energy it had consumed while flying. Then, he and Wu Zhengjun waited for Gao Luanping and Gong Yuyuan who was behind.
After waiting for almost an hour, Gao Luanping whose Qi was in disarray, and Gong Yuyuan whose face was completely pale, they finally arrived.
"Martial Uncle Gao, Martial Brother Gong, what happened to you two?" Yu Haoran pretended to be concerned, but he asked despite knowing the answer.
No matter if it was cultivation, spirit force, strength, or willpower, Gao Luanping and Gong Yuyuan could not even compare to Black Bear.
To Black Bear, flying for eight hours only expended a bit of his demonic energy, but to Gao Luanping and Gao Luanping, it wasn't just a simple matter of overdrawing his elemental energy and physical strength. It was also a huge drain on their willpower and willpower.
Gong Yuyuan looked at Yu Haoran resentfully. Ignoring the situation at the scene, he sat cross-legged on the ground and quickly recovered the overdrawn power, spirit energy and physical strength of his soul with the help of pills and spirit stones.
Gao Luanping, who had a higher cultivation level and a stronger cultivation level, was still better off. He did not meditate, but he still took out a few pills and swallowed them, recovering his exhaustion from chasing Yu Haoran.
"Martial Uncle Gao, it's getting late, we must enter the Xianyang City as soon as possible, otherwise, once the city gates close, you and I will have to sleep outside in the wilderness!"
"Wait for Martial Nephew Gong!" Glancing at Gong Yuyuan whose aura had not returned to normal, Gao Luanping indicated.
Unfortunately, if he was a stranger who had never met before, Yu Haoran might have given Gao Luanping face.
But Gong Yuyuan!
"Main Army, Black Bear, let's go!"
After greeting Wu Zhengjun and Black Bear, Yu Haoran immediately walked towards the city gate.
"Junior Disciple Yu, you!"
Seeing Yu Haoran, who had immediately turned around and walked toward the city gate, Gao Luanping immediately became troubled.
"Martial Uncle Gao, I am not close with Senior Gong. I have no obligations nor the mood to wait for him."
"If you're willing, you can continue to accompany him. Anyway, you know where to go to find me!"
Ignoring Gao Luanping's predicament, Yu Haoran gave him a choice, so he sped up his footsteps and rushed to the city gate.
"Martial Nephew Gong, let's go!"
Facing the choice that Yu Haoran had given him, Gao Luanping decided to chase after him.
"Martial Uncle Gao, you should know that I overused too much of my soul and elemental energy to chase after him."
"If I don't make full use of this time to recover, it will damage my foundation and affect my future cultivation." In the face of Gao Luanping's reminder, Gong Yuyuan said with an ugly expression.
"Then there's no other way!"
In the face of Gong Yuyuan's complaints, Gao Luanping spread out his hands and said helplessly.
"Who asked Yu Haoran to be the main representative of this year's meeting of the Qin Alliance. Only by following him at his side can he stay in a hall that the Qin Nation specially prepared for him, otherwise, he would be protected by the Great Qin Empire. Otherwise, you can only stay in this place and find your own residence."
After reminding Yu Haoran of the importance of this moment, Gao Luanping sped up his pace to catch up with Yu Haoran who was about to reach the city gate, leaving behind the gloomy Gong Yuyuan.
"Yu Haoran, you are ruthless!"
After giving a similar glance at Yu Haoran, who was about to reach the city gate, an unwilling Gong Yuyuan cursed. He once again closed his eyes, and began to recover the overdrawn strength and Origin Energy of his soul.
"You are?" Looking at the young man walking directly towards him, the guard captain responsible for guarding the west gate asked with a gentle attitude.
"I come from the Hundred Feet Sect to participate in the Qin League's meeting!" Clasping his hands, Yu Haoran politely introduced himself.
"So, it's an esteemed guest from the Hundred Feet Sect. Please wait!"
A dignified Hundred Feet Sect of a second-rate sect actually sent a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old to participate in the Qin's meeting. This made the city guard captain feel extremely puzzled.
However, the strict military regulations and good upbringing did not make him reveal the slightest bit of contempt.
Whether it was in terms of attitude or tone, the captain grew more courteous as he hurriedly shouted at the archers atop the city walls.
Master Meng, the representative for the second-rate sect is here!
After hearing the report from the captain, a middle-aged scholar about forty years old, with delicate features and a long white beard, wearing a blue shirt with a brown belt around his waist and a soapy collar, slowly walked down the archer tower.
"Hundred Feet Sect's Deputy Sect Leader Yu Haoran greets Master Meng!"
Seeing the middle aged man walk over slowly, although the other party did not introduce himself, Yu Haoran could clearly hear the guard captain's shout. He immediately went forward to pay his respects.
The reason why he took the initiative to greet them was because Yu Haoran was extremely clear about the treatment and influence this middle aged man, who was dressed as a scholar, had in the Great Qin Empire.
Different from the sect and clan's development philosophy, the sect and clan paid more attention to the cultivation of force.
On the other hand, powers like the Great Qin Empire, which existed as a nation, were not only important to the development of military strategists and talents, they were also more important to the development of military strategists and generals.
After all, planning for a battle and winning by a thousand miles was the highest evaluation one could give to a strategist.
"To be able to take on the Merit Palace's Palace Master at the age of 15, challenge Zhi Fafeng in anger, and destroy the Hundred Feet Peak on his own, the position of deputy sect master is truly a bit of a waste for little friend!"
Facing Yu Haoran's polite greeting, the middle-aged man surnamed Meng's eyes flashed a look of surprise, and he started to joke around.
"Master Meng, you flatter me. That is only me being young and ignorant. I was messing around for a while, and the elders of the sect doted on me, so they didn't blame me."