Destined Martial God

"Yu Haoran, where do you plan to go next?" Tower Spirit who did not intervene in the bloody battle between Yu Haoran and Sect Mansion suddenly asked.    

After hearing Tower Spirit's interrogation, Yu Haoran could not help but remain silent.    

That's right!    

Where should he go next?    

Leaving the Great Qin Empire, going to the ruins he had ventured before to train, using this to increase his cultivation and strength.    

However, the closest relic to the Great Qin Empire, would require two to three years to come here. This went against his agreement with Qin Lingfei.    

If he continued to stay in the Great Qin Empire, with the strength and influence of the Sect Mansion, as well as the change in attitude the Qin Emperor had towards him, he would probably be hunted down like he had in his previous life for a period of time.    

In regards to this, although Yu Haoran was not afraid, he was still very annoyed.    

Just as Yu Haoran was considering whether he should leave the Great Qin Empire, or stay in the territory of the Great Qin Empire and deal with it, a sense of vigilance suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.    

He raised his head and a half red heart word appeared in his hand with a speed that he could not avoid at all.    

When the half piece of red heart word landed on his palm, a drawing of Qin Lingfei's palm blood, with blood as the root and the laws of heaven as the base, appeared in his mind.    

"Only a heaven and earth without mountains and with an edge in the sky would dare to meet Jun Jue!"    

"You won't marry me in this life, you won't!"    

After seeing Qin Lingfei's action appear in her mind, a trace of warmth instantly calmed down the sadness that arose from the cold treatment Feng Qingyun and Chu Zhongyu gave him.    

At the same time that the warmth in his heart rose, Yu Haoran also made the decision to continue staying in the Great Qin Empire, and the place he should go next was decided.    

"Tower Spirit, return to Fuyang City and investigate the reason behind my parents' death!"    

As for the decision to return to Fuyang City and investigate the cause of his parents' death, Tower Spirit neither reacted nor approved, he merely allowed Yu Haoran to make his own decision.    

Because when he was about to use the seventh stage of the fourth stage to restore his collapsing foundation, the heaven opposing changes that had occurred to Yu Haoran caused Tower Spirit to decide to interfere as little as possible with Yu Haoran's cultivation and decisions in the future, giving him the opportunity to grow independently.    

After making the decision in his heart, Yu Haoran was not in a hurry to leave the Wind Pavilion.    

He first took out the Phantom Mask from his storage ring, and used it to change his appearance and aura. After shrinking the Black Bear's body to the size of a palm, he then soared into the sky and left the pavilion, rushing towards Fuyang City.    

Pingyang City, Yu Family!    

Ever since Yu Siqi and her astonishing performance in the sect selection competition last year, and after she successfully became a sect disciple, the atmosphere of the entire Yu Family had completely changed.    

Regardless of whether it was the servants or the direct descendants, as long as they passed by the courtyard of the First Elder and the hall master of the Green Dragon Hall, they would all be cautious, afraid that they would attract the attention of the Great Elder and Yu Hongyang.    

In the eight months since the end of the sect selection competition, nearly a hundred servants, more than twenty experts from other clans, as well as three clan members had been killed on the spot by the grand elder and Yu Hongyang indiscriminately.    

The extremely oppressive atmosphere made it possible for them to lose their lives at any time. It caused many outer clan elders to choose to leave the Yu Family, resulting in the strength of the entire Yu Family to be reduced by at least thirty percent.    

Fortunately, Wu Family, who had also felt the pressure from Yu Haoran's and his Inherent Skills, and the Cheng Clan did not take the opportunity to attack Yu Family.    

Listen to Yuxuan!    

The Ninth Elder, who was sitting cross-legged in exercise room, slowly opened her eyes. After exhaling the impure air that was accumulated in his chest, her eyes revealed a trace of helplessness.    

It had been half a year!    

It had already been half a year since his cultivation had reached the peak of Grade Nine Martial Master. However, even after trying everything he could, he was still unable to sense the bottleneck in his Martial Master Realm, causing him to be unable to help but doubt himself.    

He suspected that his talent and potential could only reach the peak of Grade 9 Martial Master.    

"Ninth Elder, are you there?"    

Just as the Ninth Elder was questioning his talent and potential, Lin Yun's voice came out from outside the exercise room.    

As Yu Siqi and Yu Haoran displayed astonishing talent and potential, and became disciples of the sect, the position of the Lin Yun who had once secretly protected them for more than a year, suddenly rose by a lot within the Yu Family.    

Forget about him, this elder who was directly in charge of him, even the Great Clan Elder and Yu Hongyang, who were hot-tempered and easily killed, did not dare to underestimate Lin Yun.    

And all of this was because of the potential pressure from Yu Haoran and Yu Haoran!    

As he got up to leave the exercise room, the Ninth Elder could not help but frown and ask Lin Yun who was standing outside the exercise room with a flustered expression.    

"Lin Yun, what's wrong?"    

Following the increase of his cultivation level and position, Lin Yun's actions became more and more stable. It was rare for him to panic like this, which made Ninth Elder feel very bad.    

"Ninth Elder, quickly go to the First Elder's side courtyard. The fight between the First Elder and the Third Elder will soon break out because of the issue of the Third Elder's family heirs." Seeing the Ninth Elder walk out of the exercise room, Lin Yun quickly said.    

After hearing Lin Yun's report, Ninth Elder's face couldn't help but change. He immediately used the fastest speed he could muster to rush to the residence of the Great Clan Elder.    

"Third brother, I have already told you more than once that even if the position of the Yu Family's Patriarch has always been empty, I will never allow your grandson, Yu Qing, to become the successor of the clan." He looked coldly at the Third Elder. The First Elder's fury had already reached the point of erupting, and he directly broke out in anger as he spoke.    

"Grand Elder, it's been almost 20 years!"    

The First Elder's direct actions had made the Third Elder extremely angry as well. However, in order to make his grandson, Yu Qing, the Patriarch, the Patriarch, he forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to persuade him emotionally.    

"It has been almost twenty years since I, Yu Hongqing, have pledged my allegiance to you."    

"In these twenty years, I can be said to be a gun in your hands. I have never dared to go against your wishes."    

"Now, for the sake of my twenty years of loyalty, I hope you can help me one last time."    

"Third Brother, other than the inheritance matters, I, Yu Hong Zhang, will agree to any requests you make." Facing the Third Elder's persuasion, the Great Elder, who was the weakest in the heart, promised while suppressing his anger.    

"Grand Elder, is there no room for negotiation!" The third elder asked for the last time, unwilling to give up.    

"No!" Shaking his head, the Great Elder resolutely said.    

"In that case, Great Elder, do not blame me for being merciless!"    

Seeing that persuading the Grand Elder with good words no longer allowed him to obtain the hope he painstakingly pursued, Yu Hongqing's face could not help but darken. He intended to directly use force to resolve the matter.    

"Brother, come out!" He turned to face the courtyard door and called out to Yu Hongqing.    

Soon after, an old man wearing a gray robe, with a head full of white hair, who looked somewhat similar to the Third Elder, slowly walked into the courtyard.