Xiao Bai frowned, his eyes narrowed at the panting Xiao Lui in front of him. "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so bruised?" he asked, his voice cold and piercing.“Zhi Hao… he… he is so strong,” Xiao Lui panted, his chest still aching. "I almost died, Brother Bai! He kicked me flying!"Xiao Bai sneered, "You are stupid, even defeating Zhi Hao is incompetent."Xiao Lui fell silent, his face ashen. "I know, Brother Bai. But I have to take revenge! He has insulted me, he has hurt my pride!""Pride?" Xiao Bai laughed mockingly. “You're just a coward who's afraid of death! But since you're my direct subordinate, I'll help you beat him up. Who he thinks he is can do whatever he wants.”"He probably forgot that two days ago I kicked him. So he's so arrogant. or his head has hit a rock. So, how did you get to be like that by Zhi Hao? Isn't he just trash that even a kid could defeat?" Xiao Bai said, his voice shaking with anger.Xiao Lui, a thin young man with dark eyes, just shook his
The wind rustled through the ancient trees surrounding the Zhi Clan residence, carrying the scent of pine and the whispers of a thousand secrets. Inside, the air felt heavy with anticipation. Zhi Sao, the head of the family, sat in his study, his brow furrowed in worry. He had just received news that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.“Master, first Young master is back,” a voice announced, breaking the silence.Zhi Sao's eyes widened. "How could he come back so quickly?" he asked, his voice filled with astonishment. "Does he look different? I mean, injured or disabled?""Absolutely not, sir," answered the messenger, a man named Dong. "The only apparent difference… he was very brave. Even hitting Xiao Lui, a member of the Xiao Clan."Zhi Sao's eyebrows rose. "I don't know who Xiao Lui is, but I know that both disciples and descendants of the Xiao Clan have quite high cultivation. They would at least be in the Fighter Realm if they were the same age.""That's right, sir,"
Zhi Hao sat beside the tombstone, his mother's final resting place. "Mom, now I am not a trash that can be insulted. I will carve my own name in legends," he whispered softly, his eyes filled with tears.He kissed the tombstone, then told in a low voice about his experiences while training in the World Ring, how he was able to gain extraordinary power. Even though it was just a story without an answer, it was enough to relieve his heart.“Young Master, the Patriarch is calling for you,” a female servant's voice broke the silence.Zhi Hao stood up straight, "Fine. Looks like the Xiao Clan is making a move. What are they really thinking? Even though Xiao Lui is just an insignificant slave," he muttered, slightly dismissive. "Where is daddy waiting for me?""In the Clan hall, Young Master!" answered the waiter."Thank You!" Zhi Hao said, keeping his hands behind his back, walking calmly towards the clan hall.The female servant fell silent, her eyes fixed on Zhi Hao's retreating back. "Y
Swoosh! Swoosh! Zhi Hao looked at Zhi Sao, who was struggling against Xiao Long.Zhi Sao looked exhausted, but he still fought tenaciously."Father!" shouted Zhi Hao.Zhi Sao turned to him."Hao, you have to go!" shouted Zhi Sao. "I'll hold them off."“No, Dad,” said Zhi Hao. "I'll help you."Zhi Hao dashed towards Zhi Sao, swinging the Shadow Sword with all his might."Father, I will defeat them!"Zhi Hao attacked Xiao Long vigorously. Xiao Long was surprised to see Zhi Hao's strength increase drastically. He tried to dodge, but Zhi Hao was too fast.“First Level Sword Technique – Death Strike!” Zhi Hao shouted. The Shadow Sword struck Xiao Long's chest, sending him staggering backwards. Xiao Long coughed out blood, his eyes bulging in disbelief."Impossible! How can a weakling like you have that much strength?" Xiao Long shouted.“Shadow Sword,” Zhi Hao answered, his voice cold and full of power. "This sword has extraordinary power."Xiao Long got up and ran again at Zhi Hao. H
Zhi Hao pondered Qianlong's words seriously. He realized that to reach a level of power equal to that of a God of Destruction, he had to train with discipline and focus. Although being inside the Ringworld provides tremendous time benefits, effort and dedication remain key.After a moment of meditation, Zhi Hao stood up and raised his sword, feeling the weight and balance of the weapon in his hands. "Okay, I'll start training with the sword," he said with determination. "I have to hone this skill before moving on to other abilities."Qianlong nodded, "Remember, every move must be calculated. Learn from every swing and every step. Don't rush. true expertise comes from deep understanding."Zhi Hao nodded and started practicing. He focused his energy, trying to merge with his sword. Every attack, every block, was done with full attention and awareness. He imagined every technique he learned, integrating them with his body movements.Time passed unnoticed while he was practicing. In two s
“What you say seems right, Nephew.” Xiao Ming said. He looked at Xiao Bai who was now sitting in front of him. His face, which was usually filled with a friendly smile, now looked serious, filled with frown lines that seemed to indicate the heavy burden he was carrying.“We have to make a new plan, Uncle.” Xiao Bai said. Her eyes, which usually sparkled cheerfully, now radiated strong determination. He had seen for himself the cruelty of Zhi Sao, the leader of the Xiao Clan who had usurped the Patriarch's throne in a cruel way.“You calm down. I've already contacted someone in the Xiao Clan. Come with me to meet him.” Xiao Ming said. He got up from his seat, his muscular body looked sturdy even though he was old.Xiao Bai wondered that in his mind, but he didn't say it. just following where Xiao Ming would take him. He believes in his Uncle, the only family he has left after the tragedy that took away his parents.They walked along the path that cut through the bamboo forest. The wind
Amidst the cold darkness of the night, Zhi RenXiao, with a dark turban covering his face, stepped nimbly towards the towering mountain peak. There, he met Xiao Ming, the figure he had been waiting for. The cold wind whispered, carrying a scent of mystery and threat."We meet again for the second time today," Xiao Ming said, his voice hoarse, full of enigma. "I rejected your cruel plan earlier. However, I have a new strategy. Would you be interested in hearing it, RenXiao?"Zhi RenXiao, who had always been known as a cunning and ambitious figure, sank into silence, letting the cold wind hit his face. "I'll give you a chance," he answered, his voice flat, "Tell me your plan."Xiao Ming, who was much older and full of experience, leaned in close and whispered as if the world wanted them to keep it a secret. “Well, this ploy will open a new curtain on our rivalry,” he whispered, his eyes sparkling with hidden plans.Zhi RenXiao, intrigued and stunned, finally nodded, “More enticing… I wi
The air rippled with anticipation as Zhi Hao stepped out of the Ring World, his heart pounding with renewed vigor. The familiar scent of the Zhi Clan residence filled his nose, a comforting scent that had been lost for a long time. He had spent years within the Ringworld, honing his skills, pushing his limits, and ultimately, discovering power far beyond anything he had ever imagined.Note: Time difference, Ring World 1 Year, big world 1 Day. as he walked through the familiar corridors of the Zhi Clan residence, a feeling of melancholy enveloped him. He remembered the laughter, the friendship, the warmth that once filled these halls. Now, it is a place of whispers and suspicion, a place where his presence is greeted with fear and distrust.He reached the entrance to his father's room, his hand hovering over the beautiful door. He could hear his father's heavy breathing, a sound that echoed the burden he himself carried. He had to be strong, had to be brave, to face the truth that awa