"You don't need to go, I can just go alone when the time comes!" Ling Hao continued.
"Brother, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. Why don't you let Brother Lu come with you?" Han Yue said.
"It's okay, I'm just going to have a look, I won't conflict with them." Ling Hao smiled.
"But just in case," Hanyue continued.
"It'll be okay. If something does happen, Zi Ling can handle it." Ling Hao responded.
"Xiao Lingzi, be careful in everything!" Zhu Xiaoru said.
"Yes!" Ling Hao nodded, "Okay, let's go and do our work!"
After finishing speaking, he walked to a stone bench and sat down cross-legged to practice the pulse-building technique.
In recent times, he has become more and more aware of the benefits brought by the Pulse Building Art.
Whether it is to enhance bloodline strength, improve cultivation, or strengthen defense capabilities, it has a very significant effect.
Now that he has activated his bloodline power, his defensive capabilities are comparable to those in the middle and late stages of Dao. Opponents in the early stages of Dao will not be able to hurt him at all.
In addition, with the improvement of his mental power, he can now exert more than 40% of the power of the 'Splitting Sky' sword technique.
With his full exertion, opponents in the middle stage of Dao Dao are already a matter of one blow. Even in the late stage of Dao Dao, there is still the possibility of fighting.
This sword technique can be regarded as his biggest gain in Yuhong Academy!
That night.
On the west side of the wall of Xiao Manor, a figure flashed in from outside the wall, it was Ling Hao.
"Who?" Just after he took a few steps forward, a man's voice reached his eardrums.
Ling Hao dodged and hid around the corner of a building.
"Zhang Yang, what's wrong?" Another man's voice sounded.
"I think I saw someone flashing past." The man named Zhang Yang responded.
"Are you dazzled? Who would be wandering around here in the middle of the night?" The other man said
Open your mouth.
"You shouldn't be mistaken!" Zhang Yang responded again.
While speaking, he released his spiritual power to cover a kilometer radius.
After two minutes, he regained his mental power.
"How's it going? Did you find anything?" the other man asked.
"No!" Zhang Yang frowned slightly, "Probably not. Am I really being blinded?"
"Nonsense, of course you are dazzled. If there is someone, how could you not sense it!" The other man responded, "Let's go, stop being suspicious and go get something to eat!"
"Well!" Zhang Yang glanced ahead again and turned to leave with his companions.
"Brother Ling Hao, am I right? They can't detect your aura!" After the other two left, Zi Ling said something in Ling Hao's mind.
"Well done!" Ling Hao replied.
The reason why he came to visit Xiao Mansion at night was obviously because Zi Ling said he could help him hide his aura.
Otherwise, he would not use this method.
Afterwards, Ling Hao dodged toward the back of the manor, releasing his mental power to investigate the surroundings as he walked.
Of course, he would not explore the entire manor unscrupulously.
Otherwise, with his current level of mental power, it would be easy for a strong person in the Dao realm to sense that someone is investigating.
"Brother Ling Hao, stop for a moment!"
For about ten minutes, while Ling Hao was wandering aimlessly, Zi Ling's voice sounded in his mind again.
"What's wrong?" Ling Hao stopped.
"There should be a woman being bullied in a building not far to your left!" Zi Ling responded.
.
"Are you sure?" Ling Hao's pupils shrank slightly.
"OK!" Zi Ling replied solemnly.
"Can you sense if it's Yu Xin and Chen Xi?" Ling Hao asked.
"Can't sense it!" Zi Ling responded again.
"The woman's skill should have been sealed. Her cultivation level cannot be found. There is another man next to her with an extraordinary eighth-level cultivation level."
"Go and have a look!" Ling Hao replied and quickly dodged to the left.
After a while, he could sense the man's martial arts aura.
Then, he once again used his mental power to investigate the woman.
Although the woman's skills were blocked, her specific cultivation level could not be determined.
But he got along so well with Qin Yuxin and Xuan Chenxi that even if he couldn't sense his martial arts cultivation, he could still tell whether it was one of them.
And the result, which made him a little disappointed, was not either of the two.
"Asshole, what on earth do you want to do!" Just as Ling Hao was about to turn around and leave, the woman in the room spoke.
"Although you are from the Shengyou Clan, this is the Xiao Mansion. If you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go!"
"Huh?!" Ling Hao couldn't help but stop when he heard the word Shengyou Clan.
"Haha, do you think I would have appeared in your room if your family hadn't deliberately given you to me to enjoy?" the man's voice sounded.
"You...what do you mean?" The woman was stunned for a moment and then spoke.
"Isn't it obvious?" The man continued, "You, the Xiao family, want to curry favor with my Shengyou clan, you are a gift from the Xiao family to me!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" the woman shouted.
"You should know very well whether it's possible or not!" the man responded.
"Think about it for yourself,
You screamed for help so loudly, why didn't anyone come to save you?"
"Besides, I didn't even close the door outside, and I didn't see anyone coming to ask. Don't you think it's abnormal?"
"You bastard, don't come here..." the woman choked and said.
"Haha, I advise you to serve me honestly. If you satisfy me, I will take you back to the Shengyou Clan and you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life." The man responded again.
"Go away, I won't agree to it even if I die!" the woman cried.
Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded.
"Stupid Sanba, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, then let me teach you how to serve a man!" the man said.
Stab!
Immediately afterwards, the sound of clothes being torn was heard.
"Brother Ling Hao, aren't you going in?" Zi Ling's voice sounded in Ling Hao's mind outside the house.
"If you go in later, all that woman's clothes will be torn to pieces."
After finishing speaking, he continued to add without waiting for Ling Hao to respond.
"Brother Ling Hao, you didn't mean to wait for him to tear all that woman's clothes to pieces before going in, did you? You're so mean!"
"..." The corners of Ling Hao's mouth twitched.
Then, he ignored Zi Ling, reached out and pushed open the ajar door and walked in.
"Are you from the Shengyou tribe?" After a while, Ling Hao appeared in the room.
Looking around, I saw a woman with delicate features curled up in the corner. She was in her mid-twenties.
There was blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face was full of fear, his whole body was shaking, and his cheongsam had been torn to pieces.
The man was under forty years old, with a thin build and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. At first glance, he was not a good guy.
"Huh?!" After hearing Ling Hao's words, the man and the woman looked over at the same time.
