Chapter 358: Yin Yang Rotation! (2)
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“We don’t have that fate!”
Listening to everyone’s discussion, Han Zhao felt that he had heard something impressive. He pondered for a moment and did not know how to reject Cao Wuyu.
The Cao Familys sponges were too hard for him to eat. Moreover, if he really married into these aristocratic families, he would not be able to control what happened.
“Cao Wuyu, you’re really too shameless!”
At this moment, Qi Xuanming suddenly rushed over from the back of the crowd and berated.
‘Qi Xuanming, it’s not your place to criticize the Cao family’s matters. You’re not qualified.” When Cao Wuyu faced Qi Xuanming, he no longer treated Han Zhao politely.
“Brother Han’s matter is my Qi family’s matter.” Qi Xuanmings voice was slightly deep. He looked at Cao Wuyu with a faint smile. “If Brother Han marries your aunt, I’m afraid you’ll have to call Brother Han uncle in the future, right?”
“So what!” Cao Wuyu laughed. “Brother Han and I can be friends. I call him uncle, and he can call me Brother Cao!”
Qi Xuanming was stunned for a moment before he sneered. “You’re really thick- skinned! ”
“In order to rope in a talent like Brother Han, my Cao family is very sincere. If he marries my aunt, in the future, he can be the Emperor of Great Wei even if he wants to! If he cultivates to the perfected Seven Fiend, the Cao family’s divine weapons, Numinous Treasures, and spirit beast blood will be prepared for him. What about your Qi family?” Cao Wuyu said loudly.
“You!” Qi Xuanming was furious and blurted out, “My aunt is not married yet.
It’s not impossible to marry her to Brother Han!”
As soon as Qi Xuanming finished speaking, the expressions of everyone in the surroundings changed abruptly, and they gasped in unison.
Cao Wuyu’s face twitched. He wanted to mock him, but he did not have the guts.
“Rascal! What did you say?!”
A dignified voice sounded. Everyone only felt their vision blur before Qi Yuntian appeared in the field.
“Eldest Senior Brother, I…” Qi Xuanming broke out in a cold sweat. He did not expect him to blurt out such words in a moment of excitement. If that hot-tempered aunt heard this, he would probably have to bear the consequences.
Suddenly, Qi Xuanmings body trembled. He raised his head slightly as if he was listening to something.
“Brother Han, I’ll take my leave first.” Qi Xuanming cupped his hands at Han Zhao, his face a little pale.
When everyone saw Qi Xuanmings expression, they wanted to laugh but did not dare to.
“Senior Brother Oi. mav I know who vour aunt is?” Han Zhao cumed his fists
at Qi Yuntian and asked softly.
When Qi Yuntian heard this, his lips moved slightly and he transmitted his voice to Han Zhao’s ear through his Astral Qi.
When Han Zhao heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Qi Xuanmings aunt was actually the ancestor of the Qi family, Qi Qingchan. Currently, she was a peerless expert who was the most kind to martial artists in the Great Wei.
This kid was really bold to dare to name her.
“Brother Han, what about my suggestion just now?” Cao Wuyu walked forward. He had almost forgotten about the serious matter after being interrupted by Qi Xuanming, who was not afraid of death.
“l came from a humble background and am not a good match. Moreover, I was already engaged, so…” Han Zhao deliberated over his words.
“l understand, I understand.” Cao Wuyu smiled. He did not look angry at all. “Brother Han deserves these high- grade pseudo-divine weapons and Creation
Pills. Please accept them.”
Cao Wuyu handed over the panic saber and took out a jade box.
“Thank you.” Han Zhao cupped his fists and accepted the prize. He thought that there would be a group of experts holding a ceremony, but he didn’t expect it to end just like that.
“Farewell.’
Cao Wuyu looked at Han Zhao deeply and turned to leave.
“Come with me.’
Qi Yuntian gestured for Han Zhao to leave with him.
After leaving the Flying Spirit Tower, Qi Yuntian sent Han Zhao all the way to the restaurant where he was staying.
“Han Zhao, go back and rest first. I’ll inform you of your next move in ten days. The Cao family won’t be so easy to talk to.” Qi Yuntian’s expression was solemn.
“l understand.” Han Zhao bowed respectfully.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Qi.”
Han Zhao returned to the courtyard of the restaurant.
The three sisters of the Lian family had actually gone out and only left a message.
Seeing this, Han Zhao returned to his room.
He took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.
In the past half a month, he had been highly focused and had basically relied on regulating his breathing to rest. Now, he only wanted to have a good sleep.
Soon, Han Zhao fell asleep.
He slept until late the next night.
“System, charge.”
Han Zhao charged all the gold in. There were still a few descendants of aristocratic families left. They would probably gather the money and send it over in the next few days.
[Current Balance: 2,610,000 taels of gold]
[Collected 2,222 Notification Fragments. Do you want to synthesize the Trait?]
[Each synthesis will consume 200 Notification Fragments, 200,000 taels of gold.]
“Synthesize everything.”
[Obtained one-time Trait ‘Life Simulation’ Xll]
[Ten consecutive syntheses. In ten simulations, a high-quality Trait above
Red Quality will definitely appear.]
“Beginning simulation.”
[25 years old. You obtained first place in the Central Prefecture Trial and your name shook the world.]
[You rejected the Cao family and many aristocratic families.]
[Seven days later, Qi Yuntian informed you to leave. You rushed to the Cang
Prefecture’s Heavenly Profound Sect together.]
[On the way, you were attacked by the Wang family’s ancestor.]
[You died.]
[1: Obtain Trait (Not Selectable)] [2: Obtained attribute points]
[3: Obtain any part of the life experience.]
“Damn it!” Han Zhao cursed silently. Why did even the Wang family’s ancestor attack this time?
He originally thought that by hiding his strength, he would not have to encounter the ninth-level Snake-level Pseudo-Divine Weapon Master. In the end, a Spirit Summoner who was even fiercer than the real Weapon Master came.
Wasn’t it just kicking Wang Xueji’s projection out of the game? Was there a need to be so petty?
“Option 2.” [Attribute Points +1,000]
“Again!’
[You died.]
[You died.]
After five simulations, regardless of whether he changed his path or chose to be roped in by the aristocratic families, the final outcome was the same. The difference between early and late death.
[Attribute Points: 5,000]
“l have to agree to Qi Qingchan’s conditions.” Han Zhao thought to himself. He had asked Qi Qingchan for help in the simulation, but the other party had only sent someone to escort him. Unless Qi Qingchan personally took action, no one could stop this damn Wang family’s ancestor.
“Simulation.’
[On the way, you were attacked by the Wang family’s ancestor. Qi Qingchan arrived and stopped him.]
[When you and Qi Yuntian entered the Heavenly Profound Sect’s territory, you were ambushed by the Hundred Spirit Sect and the Murong family.]
[You were severely injured. Not long after you arrived at the Heavenly
Profound Sect, you died.] [1: Obtain Trait (Selectable)]
[2: Obtained attribute points]
[3: Obtain any part of the life experience.]
“This path works!” Han Zhao’s eyes lit up.
He had kept the attribute points just now because he could not solve the problem of the Wang family’s ancestor. It was useless no matter how he added points. However, as long as he could persuade Qi Qingchan and stop the Wang familys ancestor, the remaining problem could be resolved by adding points.
“Knock knock! ”
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Han Zhao said.
Creak! The door was pushed open.
Under the flickering candlelight, Lian Chengxue was dressed in a light purple
gauze. Her breasts were high, and her narrow silk undergarments could only cover half of her body. Her waistline, which was as thin as a willow branch, perfectly outlined her beautiful figure.
Lian Chengxue lowered her eyes and closed the door shyly.
“One. ”
[Obtained Support Destiny Trait, Yin Yang Rotation.]
Han Zhao chanted with great willpower and his gaze returned to Lian
Chengxue.
“Chengxue, what are you doing?”
“You’re asking the obvious!” Lian Chengxue rebuked.
“I…” Han Zhao was about to speak when a fragrant wind blew over.
Thump!
He was pushed onto the bed.