Fantasy: The ancestor is too steady, Luo Hou blesses at the beginning
Chapter 8 - Shi Hao Takes a Master! A Flick of the Hand to Annihilate!

Chapter 8  Shi Hao Takes a Master! A Flick of the Hand to Annihilate!

After killing Elder Liang, Shi Hao couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground with a thud. His eyelids felt as heavy as mountains, and the life force within his body was rapidly draining away!

If it weren’t for his Reincarnation Sacred Body, he would have already died from such severe injuries!

Chu Tian lightly flicked his finger, sending a stream of life force into Shi Hao’s body, helping him barely hang on to his last breath. Then he took out a pill and placed it in Shi Hao’s mouth, helping him swallow it.

“Ugh…”

Shi Hao let out a low groan, and his body suddenly emitted a golden glow. A faint fragrance of Dao resonance drifted in the air. Although the pill was a sacred-grade one, it wasn’t particularly valuable. But even a dying Sacred Lord could be brought back to life after taking this pill!

Shi Hao hadn’t even reached the Yuan Vein Realm, yet after taking this sacred pill—His wounds, internal organs, and meridians were all completely healed in an instant.

“I actually… recovered instantly from my injuries!”

“Thank you, senior, for saving my life!”

Shi Hao opened his eyes in astonishment, hurriedly got up, and bowed deeply.

“Rise,” Chu Tian said with a gentle smile. He liked this boy Shi Hao—his temperament wasn’t bad.

Name: Shi Hao

Age: Seventeen

Cultivation Talent: Supreme Grade of the Saint Class

Other Talents: Emperor-grade talents in Fist Dao, Blade Dao, Sword Dao, and Spear Dao

Physique: Sacred Body of Nine Reincarnations

Fate: Golden

Shi Hao’s information was instantly clear with a glance. There was no denying—it was a terrifying level of talent. If it weren’t for the fact that the Great Sacred Body couldn’t achieve the level of Emperor Sovereign, Chu Tian would confidently say that Shi Hao’s cultivation talent was definitely Emperor-grade!

His talents were nearly all-encompassing, with no weakness in any path. He could train in any discipline and still achieve great success. Even his fate was golden—he was a child of destiny, favored by the Dao!

A true protagonist of the era!

“Would you be willing to take me as your master?”

Chu Tian looked at Shi Hao. This disciple’s talent was nearly on par with his own—it met his standards!

Shi Hao hesitated, rubbing his fingers.

“Senior, I possess the Reincarnation Sacred Body… In this era, I’m basically a cripple…”

His words were full of grievance and unwillingness. To have a physique that once rivaled the Human Race’s Emperor-level beings, yet be unable to cultivate—it was truly suffocating.

Chu Tian chuckled, “Just tell me whether you’re willing or not.”

Shi Hao clenched his fists, his expression serious.

“I’m willing to take you as my master!”

“If one day I still can’t cultivate, I’ll leave on my own and won’t trouble you, Master!”

Chu Tian’s face hardened.

“As someone with the Reincarnation Sacred Body, how can you lack confidence like that!”

“From today on, forget all that nonsense about Sacred Bodies being unable to cultivate. Train hard—for everything else, I’ll bear it!”

“Yes, Master!”

Shi Hao knelt down and kowtowed, performing the traditional disciple ceremony, his face filled with excitement.

“Get up!”

“Let me ask you: when the Grand Completion Sacred Body suppressed the heavens and earth, what was their belief?”

Without thinking, Shi Hao replied, “I am the Sacred Body—destined to sweep away all enemies of this world!”

The sentence held only one meaning.

As long as the Sacred Body exists, it should be invincible in the world!

“Shout it out with momentum! Show your confidence! Display the pride that the Sacred Body can rival the Emperor Lords!”

Shi Hao’s expression became solemn.

A surge of invincible belief, unique to the Reincarnation Sacred Body, emerged. His voice rang like a great bell, shaking the sky.

“I am the Sacred Body—destined to sweep away all enemies of this world!”

In an instant, the sky changed dramatically—dark clouds gathered, and thunder rolled. His declaration seemed to provoke some mysterious law, summoning celestial punishment—heavenly lightning was about to strike Shi Hao down.

“Disperse!”

Chu Tian uttered one word, his voice thunderous. As the word left his mouth, the very laws responded.

The dark clouds shattered instantly, and golden sunlight poured down. Everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened. Shi Hao glanced at Chu Tian, his heart full of admiration. His master’s cultivation realm was truly extraordinary!

“I am the Palace Master of the Palace of Freedom at Sacred Demon Mountain. From now on, you are my chief disciple.”

“Yes, Master!”

Shi Hao responded seriously and respectfully saluted.

“Come, follow me back to the sect!”

…

An elderly man sat there, his face like withered wood, aged and decrepit, as if he could die at any moment. In front of him lay a few pieces of tortoiseshell, faintly glowing with a soft aura.

The withered old man stared intently at the tortoiseshell, shaking his head and murmuring, “This shouldn’t be… it shouldn’t be like this!”

The Grand Elder of Dao Miao Sect stood respectfully before him, asking expectantly, “Master, have you divined it? Who is the killer?”

“It’s strange. I can’t divine it. In this Gu Luo Province, there’s someone capable of evading even my calculations?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of disbelief flickered in the old man’s eyes.

“I refuse to believe it. One more time!” He said, shaking his head in despair.

With that, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood onto the tortoiseshell and began chanting incantations. Immediately, countless fine threads appeared throughout the world.

More and more threads emerged, and the old man’s soul began weaving through them. Before long, he found Elder Liang’s thread of karma!

He followed it, tracing it back. Eventually, he arrived at a secluded valley and saw a human face. But the face was extremely blurry—unrecognizable.

No matter how much spiritual power the old man used, no matter how intensely he pushed the divination, it was useless. This meant the opponent’s cultivation was far beyond his—an existence beyond his ability to perceive!

Suddenly, that blurry face turned and looked at him. The eyes were like lightning.

Then, he heard a soft, commanding voice. “Perish!”

Splurt!

Like a watermelon, the old man suddenly swelled and exploded. Blood sprayed all over the Grand Elder’s face.

“Master…”

He was completely stunned…