Chapter 11: The Hypocrite and the Real Rogue (Summoning Collection Recommendation)

  The ugly affair of Master Wang Tong and Peng Cheng spread throughout the entire Yunxia Sect at an extremely fast speed, becoming a laughing stock for all disciples.

  It can be foreseen that in the near future, this ugly affair will spread to all major sects of Shen Zhou, and at that time, Wang Tong's reputation may not necessarily be weaker than Ye Hao's.

  Ye Hao, upon hearing the news, merely smiled mockingly and didn't take it to heart. In his opinion, Wang Tong was just a small fry, and even if he had been dealt with, it wasn't worth losing sleep over.

  Ye Hao sat under a thousand-year-old cypress tree on the cliff edge of Fog Moon Peak, savoring the subtle sensation of spiritual energy surging through his ninety-nine meridians, as well as the wondrous feeling of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth resonating with that within his body.

  At this time, the density of spiritual energy in Ye Hao's body was much greater than that of ordinary cultivators who had reached the fifth or sixth level of fetal movement. His five organs and six viscera, bones, flesh, and tendons were all emitting a bright silver light, interspersed with a faint golden color, and he was getting closer and closer to achieving the Great Perfection of the Refining Qi stage.

  During the period of Qi accumulation, the spiritual energy nourishes the body to such an extent that even some Yuan Shen Taoists have never heard of it.

  Because during the period of Qi accumulation, the spiritual energy inside the body reaches a certain level, no matter how you suppress it, it will uncontrollably break through on its own, in response to the rules of heaven and earth.

  However, Ye Hao's ninety-nine meridians were unobstructed and unusually large, allowing him to accommodate spiritual energy that ordinary cultivators couldn't match. Moreover, due to the unique properties of the Tian Xuan Divine Art, he could easily suppress it without worrying about losing control and having it break through on its own.

  "Just one more step, just one more step and I'll reach the great perfection of Qi accumulation." Ye Hao opened his eyes, gazed at the sky that had already dawned, and revealed a faint smile. Soon, he would be able to enter fetal movement, open the heavenly vein in the Qiong Zhong, and truly experience the extraordinary nature of the Tian Xian Decree.

  At this time, a purple hue appeared on the horizon, approaching from afar, looking like a purple cloud drifting over.

  "Ye Hao, come up here." Qing Ye shouted at Ye Hao as Mo Xuanxuan rushed over.

  "Little girl, you came running here so early in the morning. You're not thinking of me, are you?" Ye Hao got up and stretched his waist with a smile.

  "Are you coming up or not?" Mo Xuanxuan's eyes widened in annoyance, and she stomped her foot, feeling that coming to find this rascal was a mistake.

  Ye Haofei flew up and landed on the purple-green leaf, his feet paused for a moment. The purple-green leaf suddenly shook violently, Mo Xuanxuan, who was driving the purple leaf, stumbled forward and rushed into Ye Haofei's arms.

  Mo Xuanxuan let out a cry of surprise, feeling her full **collide with Ye Hao's solid chest, the tip of the nipple sending an electric shock-like numbness spreading to her limbs.

  Warm fragrance enters the bosom, Ye Hao bursts into loud laughter, let alone, Mo Xuanxuan's figure is indeed not covered, with two soft and plump mounds stuck to her chest, feeling quite comfortable.

  "You scoundrel..." Mo Xuanxuan took two steps back, her bright red face filled with anger, and slapped Ye Hao's chest with her palm.

  Ye Hao dodged nimbly and shouted: "If you don't control your flying device well, we two will become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks!"

  Mo Xuanxuan only then discovered that Zi Qingye had lost control, and they were now rapidly plummeting towards the cliff.

  She let out a cry, and the purple-green leaf drew an arc in the middle of the cliff, flying towards the distant mountains.

  Among the green mountains a hundred miles away from the misty peak, a waterfall flies straight down, and the water vapor spreads with the wind, bringing a cool breath to the face.

  Ye Hao sat lazily leaning against a large tree not far from the waterfall, gazing at the changing dawn clouds on the horizon, with the sun slowly rising.

  Mo Xuanxuan stood by the pool of water under the waterfall, looking somewhat desolate.

  "Little girl, you brought Ye Dage to this place, aren't you trying to show off your sour face to Ye Dage?" Ye Hao shouted, his voice clearly entering Mo Xuanxuan's ears amidst the roar of the waterfall.

  "You stinky rascal, who are you calling a bitter melon face?" Mo Xuanxuan scowled and turned around to glare at Ye Hao.

  Ye Hao smiled slyly and suddenly changed the subject: "This expression of yours, isn't it related to the rumors about your senior brother?"

  Mo Xuanxuan was taken aback and said, "You've also heard?"

  Ye Hao smiled secretly in his heart, of course he had heard about it, after all, he was the one who started this whole thing.

  "Such a sensational thing, I'm afraid no one in the entire Yunxia Sect has heard of it. You're so heartbroken, don't tell me you like him?" Ye Hao raised an eyebrow and said.

  "Don't spout nonsense, do you think everyone is as despicable as you? Eldest Master has always been the oldest and most loving to us, but who knew he... You rascal won't understand this feeling." Mo Xuanxuan's beautiful eyes misted over.

  Ye Hao snapped his fingers, and a transparent bubble condensed from his spiritual energy. Under the refraction of the morning sun, it emitted a seven-colored glow. Suddenly, the spiritual energy bubble burst with a "pop", and the beauty just now seemed like an illusion.

  "It's like this, a fake gentleman is just a fake gentleman, just like foam in the sunlight, it will always have a day of breaking, while a real rogue is different, a rogue dares to do and dare to be, has a grudge must report, has a girl must泡......" Ye Hao burst out laughing.

  Mo Xuanxuan rolled her eyes, this rascal. The first two sentences seemed to contain some philosophical meaning, but the last two sentences revealed his true nature as a rascal. However, between pseudo-gentlemen and real rascals, it seems that real rascals are more lovable.

  Mo Xuanxuan realized what she was thinking and quickly drove the thought away. What was she thinking? It was all because of that rascal, making her thoughts all confused.

  "Little girl, you're not even afraid of me now. Do you think that hooligans are actually not that scary?" Ye Hao smiled and said.

  "When was I ever afraid of you? What's there to be afraid of, a stinky rascal like you?" Mo Xuanxuan coldly snorted, her beautiful eyes staring straight at Ye Hao, as if trying to prove that she had never been afraid of him.

  When Ye Hao's eyes became deep and playful, intertwined with a hint of amusement, as he locked gazes with Mo Xuanxuan, the little girl couldn't help but dodge and turn away, her pretty face flushing red.

  Can a small sheep be a match for a big bad wolf?

  Teasing this little girl made Ye Hao's mood much lighter, it seems that a man's side really can't lack the presence of women.

  Just as Ye Hao was about to continue teasing Mo Xuanxuan, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly froze, and a terrifying light flashed in his eyes.

  "Little girl, listen to me, there's danger in the water pool, don't turn around, slowly walk towards me." Ye Hao's voice condensed into a line and was transmitted over.

  Mo Xuanxuan looked up and saw Ye Hao's serious expression, her heart was also shocked. She thought about following his words, but immediately realized who the person in front of her was, she didn't believe him at all. This rascal must be trying to trick her. There is danger in the water, how come she didn't feel it when she was so close?

  "You stinky rascal, this trick is outdated. You don't let me watch, I'll watch even more..." Mo Xuanxuan said as she turned her head around, but the words got stuck in her throat as soon as she did, and her pretty face suddenly turned deathly pale.

  All that could be seen was the splashing water in the pond, a huge triangular snake head rose from the pond, a pair of cold snake eyes staring at her.