Awakening of the Harem Emperor: I Fight for My Dao Companion

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The sword's cry was like a dragon's roar, like a phoenix's call.

It seemed as if an era had passed.

The overwhelming sword aura finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

Almost everyone stared at the spot where the sword aura vanished.

Lin Hao was no exception. He looked at the woman leaning on a short sword, admiration the only thing left in his star-like eyes.

She blocked it...

Leng Fengchun's heroic and jade-like face bore a faint smile.

Everyone was astonished. Leng Fengchun was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet she managed to block an attack comparable to a full-force strike from someone at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

Even the inner sect disciples and direct disciples, who had been watching the match with disdain, now showed expressions of surprise.

Cough...

She spat out a mouthful of blood, staining her chest, and the exposed skin was covered in scars.

She was extremely weak, yet she didn't fall. Instead, she hastily swallowed a handful of pills and charged forward again.

Lin Hao remained silent, also taking out the pills given to him by Feng Cangyue and swallowing one.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Fire spells clashed with sword aura, producing a powerful sound.

The two fought again for hundreds of rounds, exhausting all their spiritual energy, then took pills to recover.

Before much spiritual energy could be restored, they clashed once more.

Foundation Establishment cultivators have limited spiritual energy, and even with Spirit Recovery Pills, they can't sustain prolonged combat.

When their spiritual energy was depleted, they resorted to close combat with long swords and short daggers.

"Zhan'er, your defeat is not in vain," a graceful woman sighed.

Wang Jingzhan gazed at the woman's heroic figure, lost in thought. If he faced that astonishing sword aura, could he block it?

No... perhaps he wouldn't even try. A bitter smile tugged at his lips as he said dejectedly, "Losing to Leng Fengchun is indeed not in vain."

"No, I meant your loss to Lin Hao is not in vain."

"Him?"

A trace of astonishment flashed in Wang Jingzhan's eyes.

He always believed that losing to Lin Hao was due to his own carelessness. If he had gone all out, even if the opponent was at the Foundation Establishment stage, he was confident he could win.

"Zhan'er, I know you're not convinced. Just watch. If nothing unexpected happens, Lin Hao will win this battle."

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in the graceful woman's eyes.

The two fought like children at the village entrance, entangled for quite a while.

Thus, Lin Hao was certain that the opponent truly had no more tricks up her sleeve.

Lin Hao smiled slightly because he still had some left.

Lin Hao took out a stack of first-level talismans from his storage bag.

If the opponent was at her peak, these first-level talismans wouldn't pose any threat to her, but now...

Like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, Lin Hao threw the talismans at the woman.

Astonishment flashed in Leng Fengchun's eyes. She thought both of them were at their limits, yet the opponent still had strength left.

Thousands of fiery blades rained down, becoming the deciding factor in victory.

Leng Fengchun let out a bitter laugh, waved her hand, and straightforwardly said, "I lost."

Boom!

A voluptuous woman leaped onto the stage, summoned a golden bowl to block the fiery rain, and then picked up the kneeling Leng Fengchun.

"Wait, Aunt Xue."

Leng Fengchun looked at Lin Hao, then took out an unsharpened magical sword from her sword case, smiling as she said, "Keep this sword for me. I'll come back for another match soon, and then I'll defeat you and take it back."

Lin Hao accepted the magical sword, watching the woman's departing figure with a thoughtful expression. Is she a treasure-giving child?

"Lin Hao, wins!" The referee, as if waking from a dream, announced the result.

Wang Jingzhan looked at the spirited figure, his heart filled with bitterness. This glory was supposed to be his.

"Zhan'er, you should be grateful. In your era, there are cultivators like Leng Fengchun and Lin Hao. They will be excellent whetstones, making you a sharper sword."

The watching disciples were in an uproar. Two of the top contenders for the championship were eliminated in succession, and an unknown youngster claimed the top spot in the outer sect competition. Even storybooks wouldn't dare write such a plot!

Moreover, people felt Lin Hao's victory was unfair.

If it weren't for that talisman strike comparable to a peak Foundation Establishment attack, he wouldn't have been able to defeat Leng Fengchun.

In the crowd, Xiang Xiaoyuan, wearing a goose-yellow dress, clenched her fists, silently vowing in her heart to shine like Senior Brother Lin, train hard, and become the dark horse to claim the next competition's top spot!

Li Qiushui's eyes, like clear water, shimmered with endless satisfaction.

Junior Brother Lin did not disappoint her expectations, reaching the end, making her efforts worthwhile.

Cui Qing'er arched her brows, muttering, "When did that scoundrel reach Foundation Establishment? I was planning to beat him up after I reached it."

The Grand Elder, who presided over the competition, walked onto the stage, looking at Lin Hao with gentle eyes.

In truth, it didn't matter to him who won the championship. He was just pleased to see a rootless cultivator fight to the end, as they are the backbone of the sect.

"Lin Hao, congratulations on winning the outer sect competition."

The Grand Elder, with a kind demeanor, took out three jade boxes.

"These are the rewards for the champion from the sect."

Lin Hao already knew that the champion would receive a talisman treasure, a low-grade profound-level manual, and a magical treasure embryo, but actually receiving the jade boxes still filled him with excitement.

Having just entered Foundation Establishment, he finally had something to rely on.

But before he could examine the sect's rewards closely, he was whisked away from the competition site by a fiery ribbon around his waist.

Murong Qinxue watched the two black dots in the sky, frowning slightly: leaving so quickly, as if afraid someone would snatch them away.

At the summit of Great Bamboo Peak.

Feng Cangyue propped up her jade-like feet, asking indifferently, "Did you enjoy the view?"

Uh... Lin Hao suddenly realized his gaze had been inappropriate, staring blankly at the peak master's small feet.

"What? Have the guts to look but not to admit?"

Feng Cangyue shifted her position, her feet resting on the fur of a fourth-level demon fox, speaking with a fragrant breath, "You performed well, bringing honor to Great Bamboo Peak. What reward do you want?"

Lin Hao couldn't help but steal a glance at those pink, jelly-like feet, a wicked fire rising within him, wanting to hold them in his hands.

But he knew well that if he acted on his improper thoughts, he would surely fall from the mountain's peak to the depths, becoming a pile of mud.

"This is what a disciple should do."

"Spare me the formalities." Feng Cangyue's willow-like brows arched slightly, her phoenix eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Do you want to become a disciple of one of the elders? Do you need me to introduce you to each elder?"

The strongest person on Great Bamboo Peak was right in front of him, so why look elsewhere?

Lin Hao took a deep breath, speaking solemnly, "I wish to become the peak master's disciple."

"Heh!"

Feng Cangyue's cherry lips curled slightly, her eyes smiling, "Now you have some courage."

Lin Hao felt a bit uneasy, wondering if his actions were too bold. Would the peak master agree?

Feng Cangyue tossed out a token engraved with a fire lotus.

"From now on, you are my disciple. You may establish a cave dwelling at six thousand feet and have access to the inner sect's Scripture Repository."

"Additionally, if you have any questions about cultivation, you may seek my guidance once every three months."

"Thank..."

Before he could finish the word "thank," he was sent flying by a graceful hand.

"Attend the apprenticeship ceremony in three days!"

As he plummeted through the clouds, Feng Cangyue's reminder echoed, "Use your sword!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Hao willed a light sword to appear beneath his feet, flying around Great Bamboo Peak like a shooting star.

Now that he had become a direct disciple, he could finally fly with his sword within the sect!