Rise of the God Emperor

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"Cough!-" Bao Hu spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, retreating for several steps.

Even though it didn't make him bounce backwards, it showed his toughness.

Even if he used the enhancement pill as a breakthrough, it still didn't change the fact that he was a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.

In the end it is still nature.

"Guh...!" Bao Hu immediately held his chest, feeling all his ribs crack.

Seen dented and slightly hollow, almost touching his heart.

"Hah, ha" his breathing became erratic, due to the pain given by Hao Tian.

For Bao Hu himself, this was his first time fighting someone in decades, all his instincts were paralyzed.

He was one of the elders of his clan, one of the 12 ancient families.

Just like the Lin and Luo families that Hao Tian met before.

It's just that Hao Tian didn't know that Bao Hu was from one of the 12 ancient clans, just met.

He had never even heard of his name, just assumed.

He still remembered what Lin Xue said about the 12 ancient families, he thought it was important.

Even though they don't consider them a threat.

"Hmph," Hao Tian snorted in annoyance as he looked down.

Seeing Bao Hu once again kneel on the floor, with both hands on his chest.

Trying to endure the pain, it hurts so much.

It felt like it could make him faint at any time. If it had been an ordinary person, they would have died.

Bao Hu raised his head, looking at Hao Tian in horror.

"a-ah fellow daoists, can we forget about this matter?" he said fearfully, his voice a little stuttered.

After feeling Hao Tian's true power, he started to respect him, hoping he would let him go.

However, he had to experience despair when he heard the words she said.

"Want to run? After trying to steal something valuable from me you expect me to forgive you? Don't you know that's impossible?" Hao Tian's words were heavy, cold, and emotionless.

His gaze began to sharpen, without showing a smile.

Not the slightest pity could be seen on his face, walking forward.

Approaching Bao Hu's place, he didn't care what his status was.

Since this old man dares to bully him, then don't blame him for being rude!

*Thud-!*

Hao Tian, he immediately kicked him using 50% of his strength.

Making him immediately bounce far back, landing right on one of the pillars of Hangzhou University.

It looked like there were some cracks, because of the body.

Bao Hu, he finally couldn't stand up from his spot anymore.

Feeling that the organs in his stomach were damaged.

"Cough!-" made him once again have to spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his consciousness starting to fade.

Just as he was about to faint, a person appeared before him, his entire figure wrinkled.

His face is also like that of an old grandfather.

"Great elder" were the last words that came out of his mouth, before he finally fell unconscious.

His eyelids were closed, with his two hands which were originally clenched into fists opened.

"..."

Hao Tian, seeing a white-haired old grandfather standing where Bao Hu was, frowned slightly.

Sensing that he was not an ordinary person, 'oh, he has the same cultivation level as me...' continued to stare at his actions.

The old grandfather immediately embraced Bao Hu's body on his shoulders, without caring about the people around him.

They now wore shocked expressions, including Su Han, not knowing what had happened.

Wonder how a grandfather could appear from the sky, without anyone noticing.

'Who are they?' He was confused, not knowing anything about Bao Hu's identity.

All he knew was that Bao Hu came from a second-rate family, and was a martial artist.

However, after witnessing an extremely senseless fight between the two, he had to change his thinking again.

'...This really doesn't make sense, but who is that old geezer? What's his relationship with bao hu?' Su Han muttered to himself while looking at the white-haired old man.

He was now walking towards where they were, his expression dark.

His hair is long, like a tramp.

He wore a white robe, like the ancient clothes of the past.

The way he walked was also very strange, without any sound.

Like an expert killer.

The old grandfather's gaze was currently fixed on Hao Tian, like looking at a monster.

Realizing the level of strength the boy in front of him possessed, he had to be polite.

*step-* *step-* *step-*

Arriving in front of Hao Tian, he immediately opened his mouth, "Fellow Daoist, I hope we can end today's matter." his tone was calm, but heavy.

Like the voice of an 80 year old grandfather.

He bowed his body slightly, hoping that his request would be accepted.

"hm" Hao Tian, he was in deep thought with his right hand on his chin.

Staring at the old grandfather, very sharp.

But what he was thinking about right now was not his figure, but their clan.

"What's your surname?" he asked, wanting to find out.

The old grandfather was a little surprised, not expecting the person in front of him to ask.

But he still told him, after all it wasn't an open secret anymore.

And knowing that Hao Tian was also a cultivator, it didn't matter.

"Our clan name is called Bao, one of the 12 ancient families." he explained calmly, respectfully.

He didn't care at all if Su Han heard it, after all, he was nothing in his eyes.

Unless his daughter... knows what her physique looks like.

But he couldn't act carelessly, seeing the man in front of him protecting her.

Even if they were at the same level, it gave him a bad feeling, of death.

The old grandfather had strong instincts, as someone who had fought for hundreds of years.

'This person must not be provoked...' he muttered to himself, deciding not to cause trouble with him.

"...I see, are the Lin and Luo families also one of them?" Hao Tian once again asked, taking this as an opportunity to dig out information from the other party.

Without having to wait long, the old grandfather immediately explained it, like an obedient dog.

"Right, the Luo and Lin clans are one of the top 5, they are strong."

"Especially the Lin Clan, its generation has always given birth to talented children generation after generation." as he explained it could be seen from the look on his face. Annoyed.

While clenching his teeth slowly, holding back his frustration.

Those from the Bao clan were always at the bottom of the rankings, weak.

The talent they give birth to every year is nothing, it is very rare for someone to successfully reach the Foundation Establishment realm.

In the end, the patriarch of the Bao family chose to use the method of consuming pills, no longer caring about a strong foundation.

As long as his clan could rank up, it was fine.

Thanks for reading~