Destined Martial God

"Haoran, leave him to me!" At the same time, she had also noticed Wu Zhen sneakily escaping, causing He Ruyu's face to turn cold immediately as she spoke with a voice filled with killing intent.    

"Don't!"    

Seeing that He Ruyu was planning to kill the Martial King Ranker that escaped, Yu Haoran quickly reached out and pulled her back.    

"Haoran, what are you doing?" Glancing at Yu Haoran with dissatisfaction, He Ruyu asked with a puzzled expression.    

After all, when Wu Zhen escaped back to Giant Sword Sect, it would be impossible to kill him!    

"Ruyu, if that person does not escape back to the Giant Sword Sect, then we lack a reason to force our way through the Giant Sword Sect!" Patting He Ruyu's jade hands, Yu Haoran smiled and said.    

"Haoran, although the Giant Sword Sect is only a subsidiary sect of the Hundred Feet Sect, they still occupy the time and geography, as well as the ulterior motives of certain forces. The current Giant Sword Sect's true strength is no longer inferior to that of your Hundred Feet Sect."    

Just with you and Black Bear alone, I am afraid it is not enough to intimidate the Martial King Rankers and make them surrender obediently!    

Hearing that Yu Haoran was planning to use Wu Zhen, who had just escaped back to the sect, as an excuse to barge into the Giant Sword Sect, He Ruyu was shocked but at the same time, he quickly tried to persuade him.    

After all, the Giant Sword Sect s who had already reached the peak of the third-rate sects, aside from them, no one knew what methods they were hiding.    

"Ruyu, do you know why Giant Sword Sect, whose overall strength is no longer inferior to Hundred Feet Sect, was unable to advance to second-rate sect?!" Faced with He Ruyu's persuasion, Yu Haoran asked mysteriously.    

Shaking his head, He Ruyu indicated that he did not know.    

"Foundations!"    

After leaving these two words, Yu Haoran directly walked in front of Wu Qingyuan who had been knocked out by Xiong Fist.    

A tenth stage first grade spirit pellet, which was used to calm one's breathing, was immediately crushed and scattered on Wu Qingyuan's body.    

After that, Wu Qingyuan who was stimulated by the pill slowly woke up.    

"Who are you?" After opening his eyes, Wu Qingyuan observed his body's condition while asking questions.    

"Hundred Feet Sect, Qing Yunfeng, for nothing, I am's ninth disciple, Yu Haoran!" Yu Haoran introduced himself.    

"You are the one who possessed the secret method of transforming into a beast, the one who suppressed all the Rankers in Hundred Feet Sect to such an extent, the one known as the Bloody Butcher, Yu Haoran!" After hearing Yu Haoran's self-introduction, Wu Qingyuan was so scared that he forgot to check his own condition.    

"Hey!"    

Hearing Wu Qingyuan, who was in a daze, call out his two unique characteristics, as well as the heroic deeds he had done before, Yu Haoran said in shock.    

"I never thought that my Yu Haoran's reputation would actually reach that of a Giant Sword Sect that's more than ten thousand kilometers away!"    

"Haoran, not to mention the Giant Sword Sect, I'm afraid that the Qingcheng Sect who is your mortal enemy, as well as the Great Qin Empire, will have your reputation as the Bloody Butcher." He Ruyu who was right behind Yu Haoran laughed and teased.    

"Ruyu, if Qingcheng Sect knows my reputation, I believe so."    

In the face of He Ruyu's teasing, Yu Haoran said this with self-awareness.    

"But if the Great Qin Empire were to spread my, Yu Haoran's, reputation, I'm afraid it would be unrealistic!"    

"Haoran, are you really that famous? When we enter the Great Qin Empire's territory, wouldn't we know then!" Without much of an explanation, He Ruyu said while smiling.    

"That's true!" Nodding his head, Yu Haoran's gaze turned to Wu Qingyuan.    

"Yu Haoran, although our Giant Sword Sect is a subsidiary sect of your Hundred Feet Sect, but we have our own independent rights, why did you suddenly attack me!"    

Just as Yu Haoran and He Ruyu were discussing about his reputation, Wu Qingyuan, who had just barely regained his senses, took the initiative to ask.    

"Do you know who she is?" Faced with Wu Qingyuan's preemptive questioning, Yu Haoran sneered, then pointed at He Ruyu and asked.    

"The Great Master of the Mountain-shaking Bandits, the Black Widow, the leader of the eighteen Bandits!" Wu Qingyuan said while pretending to be confused.    

Yu Haoran didn't mind this at all and asked as he pointed to the Wu Zhengjun behind him who was currently using medicinal pellets to heal his injuries.    

"Then do you know who he is?"    

Shaking his head, Wu Qingyuan indicated that he did not know.    

"Then I'll tell you now!"    

Reaching out to grab He Ruyu's left hand, Yu Haoran's voice gradually rose as she announced.    

"The Head Bandit Boss of the Sound Mountain Bandit Group and the Black Widow of the Eighteen Paths Bandit Kings that you mentioned are already my, Yu Haoran's, women!"    

Hearing Yu Haoran announcing himself as his woman in front of an outsider for the first time, although He Ruyu lowered his head shyly, he felt extremely happy in his heart, as if he had eaten honey.    

"And the young man whose mind was harmed by your divine sense is my, Yu Haoran's, brother, a brother even closer than my own!"    

"You dare to harm my woman and severely injure my brother? How do you think I should punish you?!" Yu Haoran glanced at Wu Qingyuan from top to bottom, and threatened with a sneer.    

"Yu Haoran, I really don't know of their relationship with you in advance. Otherwise, even if you gave me ten guts, I wouldn't dare hurt them." Seeing that Yu Haoran did not hide the killing intent in his eyes, Wu Qingyuan was so scared that he begged for mercy.    

"Although I say that those who do not know will not be blamed, I, Yu Haoran am a narrow-minded villain."    

"Therefore, if you want to protect your own life, you better show me an attitude that is satisfactory. Otherwise, you should be able to guess what the outcome will be." Twisting his neck, Yu Haoran threatened with an evil grin.    

"Yu Haoran, this is a storage bag that has an area of ninety square meters. It contains all of my, Wu Qingyuan's, collection!"    

As long as he was able to put up an attitude that satisfied him, he would be able to keep his little life. Yu Haoran's previous statement made He Qingyuan feel as if he was grabbing onto the last straw of hope.    

Therefore, he hurriedly took out the most precious storage bag he had on him and placed it in Yu Haoran's hands.    

Allowing the Tower Spirit to remove the imprint Wu Qingyuan had left on the storage bag, Yu Haoran took a careful look and was immediately stunned by the storage bag's collection.    

Nearly seventy thousand Rank 7 and Rank 8 spirit stones took up more than half of the storage bag's area. Tens of different colored bottles of pills of different grades were neatly placed together. Over a hundred different grades of precious medicine were stored in jade and wooden boxes like spirit pills.    

Other than spirit stones, spirit pellets, and spirit medicines, Wu Qingyuan's storage bag had three high-grade King Realm tools for attack, a high-grade Zong Stage defensive instrument, and a portion of the materials for forging artifacts.    

Although the collection within Wu Qingyuan's storage bag was far from being comparable to his own collection, the difference in strength was still quite large when compared to the elders of the Hundred Feet Sect s.    

Just from this point, one could tell that Hundred Feet Sect had really lost. She lost to the point where she was far surpassed by many other subsidiary sects.