Cultivation methods on Earth have declined, and Celestial Star has become a martial arts holy land. Strange remnant souls, mutated fierce beasts, and the elusive power of curses all point to the de...
That evening, Wang Hao returned home at exactly eight o'clock. He had already arranged with Shi Mengqi beforehand for a delicious dinner consisting of four dishes and a soup.
Then he handed the deduced Nine Ancestors Heavenly King Scripture to Shi Mengqi to continue cultivating, and took out the stone containing spiritual energy. Although it was not as good as the previous golden spirit stone, it was not much worse.
Wang Hao didn't intend to keep this spirit stone to himself. Instead, he picked up the Yin-Yang Profound Iron Sword Embryo, preparing to split it open so that the two of them could absorb the spiritual energy inside for cultivation.
This is why Shi Mengqi cultivates the Nine Ancestors Heavenly King Scripture. This technique is similar to other cultivation methods, so there won't be any mistakes. If it were other low-level martial arts techniques, it definitely wouldn't work.
However, just as he was about to split the spirit stone, a flying saucer streaked across the sky above the city like a shooting star and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a faint afterimage.
Soon another warship appeared in the sky, its alloy hull radiating a cold, eerie glow. This was a behemoth capable of traversing deep space, rushing into the distance at an extremely fast speed.
Wang Hao raised an eyebrow, listening to the huge roar, and was somewhat surprised, wondering what had happened that even large warships had been mobilized.
Just then, his phone rang. It was Chi Tu calling. They had only been apart for a short time, so what could have happened?
He then put down the sword embryo in his hand. As soon as the call connected, he heard Akatsuchi's laughter, who seemed to be in a very good mood.
"The Red Moon Organization's strongholds in the wasteland have all been wiped out. Not a single spaceship or warship can escape. Relevant departments have taken action and issued stern warnings to organizations that do not abide by the wasteland rules. Starting tomorrow, those institutions and organizations from Tianxing will keep a much lower profile."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hao was overjoyed. He had not forgotten the night he was assassinated. Now, not only was he safe, but his relatives were also safe.
After hanging up the phone, he closed all the doors and windows, then cleaved the spirit stone in two with a single sword strike. In an instant, the seventy-square-meter house was filled with spiritual energy.
The two sat cross-legged in the living room, cultivating for a long time until the evening of the next day, when they had absorbed all the spiritual energy in the room and slowly opened their eyes.
However, after greeting Shi Mengqi, Wang Hao continued cultivating. He wanted to use the existing spiritual energy in his body to break through to the late stage of the Spiritual Awareness Realm.
The main reason was that he absorbed a lot of spiritual energy while digging for stones; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to break through so quickly.
Shi Mengqi was only one step away from the late stage of the Yellow Realm. If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation technique she practiced was of such a high level, she would have already broken through.
Wang Hao sealed off his five senses to make a breakthrough, as he needed absolute quiet and could not be disturbed during the process.
Shi Mengqi stared at Wang Hao, who was cultivating, and couldn't help but be lost in thought. The sound of falling leaves drifting past the window reached her ears, followed by the patter of raindrops hitting the windowpane. It was autumn rain outside.
Just then, Shi Mengqi frowned, quickly got up, quietly went to the balcony, and then squatted down.
She heard a different sound; there was a faint noise below the balcony, as if someone was climbing. Although it was so faint that an ordinary person could not hear it at all, the rain further concealed it.
However, ever since she escaped death in the Kunlun Mountains and woke up, she has noticed that her body is different from before, and her five senses and other aspects have been enhanced.
It wasn't related to a breakthrough in cultivation, but rather an improvement from the ground up, which she found somewhat unbelievable. However, it was ultimately a good thing, so she didn't tell Wang Hao.
"Who would climb up here on a rainy night and get close to the balcony?" Shi Mengqi was filled with doubt and surprise. Then, with her keen hearing, she heard other noises.
Faint footsteps approached in the hallway outside the door. The footsteps were very slow, and there were two people in total. They stopped outside the door.
If it weren't for her cultivation the night before, Shi Mengqi might have completely overlooked these things and would have had a hard time noticing such subtle sounds.
Without a sound, a hand appeared on the balcony, climbed up with great effort, then revealed half a human head, followed by a dark gun pointed into the room.
Shi Mengqi couldn't see the person's face, but crouching on the balcony, she could clearly see the dark gun muzzle protruding and pointing into the house.
If the two people outside the door break in, and Shi Mengqi goes to fight them, but the people outside the balcony suddenly fire a shot, the situation will be very bad.
Fortunately, Wang Hao was in a blind spot, so the assassin couldn't aim from outside the balcony.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, pattering against the window and some raindrops falling into the balcony with the wind. The assassin who was climbing outside was obviously not having an easy time, as he was soaked to the bone.
Finally, this person flipped over, as agile as a raccoon, and went straight to the balcony, intending to hide behind the curtains and ambush the people inside.
However, she was overthinking it. The instant she rolled over and landed on the sun terrace, a fair, delicate hand twisted her arm that was holding the gun.
Then, with a soft crack, her arm bone broke, and she immediately slumped down, unable to hold the gun.
She was about to open her mouth to warn them when, at the same moment Shi Mengqi snapped her arm, her other hand struck out at the same time. Although the hand was small, the force was astonishing.
He slapped her across the face, not only silencing the assassin but also causing her to bleed from all seven orifices and nearly faint.
Shi Mengqi was surprised. She was very confident in her current strength. If it were an ordinary person, this slap would probably have dented their face, leaving them unable to make a sound and causing them to faint.
However, the female assassin did not completely lose consciousness; a powerful force was coursing through her body, trying to break free.
Seeing this, Shi Mengqi's expression hardened. Since one slap wasn't enough, she would slap him again.
"Smack!"
With that slap, the female assassin's rather attractive face was directly deformed, a fine crack appeared on her forehead, and her eyes turned black. However, before she could strike again, what came into view was actually a woman.
Suddenly, a chill ran through her as she realized the intelligence was wrong. She had been ordered to kill a young man, so how could there be such a powerful woman here?
Looking at the unconscious female assassin, Shi Mengqi was a little worried and prepared to slap her again. However, at that moment, a very faint sound came from the door not far away.
The door opened silently, and the two men slipped in like monkeys, rolled on the floor, and quickly sought cover.
Seeing this, Shi Mengqi grabbed the unconscious female assassin and threw her at one of them. That person was ruthless enough to kick the female assassin away.
Then, he quickly leaped up, bracing himself with one hand, and flung a dagger at Shi Mengqi's face.
The moment Shi Mengqi dodged, the two instantly closed in, their speed was extremely fast, and their skills were far beyond what the female assassin could match. They were clearly martial arts masters.
They were not carrying firearms; one thrust with a short blade while the other threw a punch with his bare hands. Their coordination was extremely seamless, and they were determined to kill their target.