With her cultivation and array skills, she could easily escape danger during this hunting trial in the Blackwood Prison. If there were no grudges between them, it would be fine, and Mu Hanyan's life or death would be none of their business. But the problem was that the hatred between them was growing deeper and deeper, and it was a matter of life and death. Most importantly, his mortal enemy, Gao Weihu, was in league with Mu Hanyan. How could he possibly want to see her leave the Blackwood Prison alive?
Unfortunately, none of them were Mu Hanyan's match. Even Zhao Xinghu had suffered at her hands. Zhao Xinghong had too many concerns and couldn't take action himself. The more Zhao Zhiyuan thought about it, the more depressed he felt.
"However, young people are full of energy and conflicts are inevitable. Even if they can't suppress their temper, it's not surprising if they get hurt when they fight." Zhao Xinghong continued meaningfully.
Zhao Zhiyuan's heart moved. His father's words were obviously reminding him that as the right priest, it was inappropriate for him to attack Mu Hanyan without a legitimate reason. But for a young man like him, it was no big deal to take action out of youthful impulsiveness.
But soon, Zhao Zhiyuan smiled bitterly. Even if he could fight, what good would it do? Neither Gao Weihu nor Mu Hanyan were anyone he was qualified to challenge. To put it bluntly, he wanted to fight, but he couldn't!
"By the way, has your cousin arrived?" Zhao Xinghong suddenly asked.
Cousin! Zhao Zhiyuan was slightly startled, and then suddenly realized that the young man Zhao Xinghong was talking about was not him, but someone else.
"He hasn't arrived yet. He was still in seclusion when we left. I guess he will be here soon." Zhao Zhiyuan replied.
"Your cousin is very talented. When he arrives, get closer to him. Well, I'm a little tired. You all should go back." Zhao Xinghong said meaningfully.
"Yes, father." Zhao Zhiyuan bowed and said.
His face no longer had the previous decadence and helplessness, but rather a look of complacency and self-satisfaction.
Zhao Xinghu seemed to be thinking about something, and his expression became much more relaxed.
Fei Changle and the others looked at them in confusion. Although Zhao Xinghong's words were extremely obscure, they still vaguely understood what he meant: he couldn't do it himself, but he could let Zhao Zhiyuan's cousin do it. From what he said, it was very likely that even Mu Hanyan was not the one who did it.
They didn't know what level of cultivation Zhao Zhiyuan's cousin had that the Right Priest valued him so highly. What puzzled them even more was that they hadn't heard a single word about such a powerful person emerging from the Zhao family's younger generation, and they didn't even know his name.
In any case, seeing that Zhao Xinghong was so shrewd and had such high hopes for Zhao Zhiyuan's cousin, Fei Changle and others hesitated for a moment, and their wavering hearts calmed down again, and they gave up the idea of showing goodwill to Mu Hanyan.
However, they did not know that this hesitation would make them lose their last chance to resolve their past grievances with Mu Hanyan, and this would become the biggest regret and remorse in their lives.
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Before I knew it, ten days had passed.
Walking out of the tent again, Gao Weihu was full of high spirits. If he was not afraid of disturbing others' practice, he would have let out a long roar.
Ten days, just ten days, and his cultivation level had advanced by leaps and bounds again, reaching the threshold of a second-level Divine Heart Priest! You have to know that after reaching the Divine Heart Priest level, each level of advancement will be extremely difficult. If it were an ordinary priest, it would probably be difficult to achieve such an improvement without three to five years.
Gao Weihu glanced at the tent next to him and felt a lot of emotion.
Of course he knew that the reason his strength improved so quickly was all because of Mu Hanyan.
In reality, while the power of the laws of Qianlong Valley was chaotic and violent, it was also more pure and concentrated. If one could absorb and refine it, rapidly increasing their strength would not be difficult. However, other priests found it difficult to withstand this power of the laws. Even if they used meteorite gold to activate the formation base left by the ancient sages, it would be impossible to completely dissolve the power of the laws, so how could they cultivate properly?
However, when Mu Hanyan set up this formation, the effectiveness of the formation base was more than twice as strong, making the originally chaotic and violent power of the law gentle and calm, yet abundant and condensed, so it was naturally more effective to practice it.
"Weihu." Su Baoer's joyful voice sounded behind him.
These days, he has been concentrating on practicing, and the two of them haven't even had the chance to meet. Su Baoer really misses Gao Weihu.
"Baoer, you haven't left yet?" Gao Weihu said strangely.
During these ten days, many more priests arrived at Qianlong Valley. Gao Weihu, sensing the immense benefits of Qianlong Valley for cultivation, ignored them and focused solely on cultivation. He had assumed that after so many days, the people from the Life Temple would have arrived at Qianlong Valley, and that Su Baoer would have returned to their place, but he hadn't expected him to still be there.
"Brother Weihu, do you really want me to leave?" Su Baoer said, putting her hands on her hips and staring at Gao Weihu.
"No, no, I just feel it's a little weird." Gao Weihu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
"They haven't arrived yet. Maybe they were delayed on the road." Su Baoer was not really angry with Gao Weihu. She explained quickly, but her eyes were a little lonely.
"No accidents will happen, right?" Gao Weihu said, touching his chin, not noticing the strange look in her eyes.
"This time, except for me and Yuan Xiangzhi, everyone else who came to Qianlong Valley is a Divine Heart Priest. They set out a little later. The leader of the team is a Punishment Priest, whose strength has reached the sixth-level Divine Heart Priest. There shouldn't be any accidents." Su Baoer thought for a while and said.
Although he is not as good as Mu Hanyan, he is already a master for ordinary people, and the possibility of an accident is indeed small.
"Where is Yuan Xiangzhi? He hasn't arrived either?" Gao Weihu asked.
"Not yet." Su Bao'er was a little worried at this point. She had previously considered Yuan Xiangzhi a calm and capable figure, considered one of the elite of the younger generation of the Temple of Light. But this time, after traveling with her to Qianlong Valley, she realized that he was not only cowardly and incompetent, but also extremely extreme. If he were to encounter any real danger, he would likely be in grave danger.
Gao Weihu asked casually and didn't care about Yuan Xiangzhi's life or death. After hearing her say that, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Don't worry, I think that guy must have more than one self-defense magic weapon on him. He probably won't die so easily." Mu Hanyan, who came out later, comforted Su Baoer.
No matter how bad Yuan Xiangzhi's character was, he and Su Baoer had grown up together, so it was normal for her to worry about him. If she didn't care about Yuan Xiangzhi's life or death at all, Mu Hanyan would really look down on her.
Hearing Mu Hanyan's comfort, Su Baoer's expression relaxed a little, and there was a little more gratitude in her eyes when she looked at her.
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