Drunken Swordsman: I choose the ruthless way, why are you crying?

Chapter 11 Late Xiantian period!

Ruined temple.

Qin Hao sat cross-legged and called up the system to check.

Name: Qin Hao

Cultivation: Middle stage of Xiantian realm
Martial Arts: Supreme Forgetfulness Slash
Treasures: Devouring Magic Gourd, Netherworld Magic Sword
Kill value: 20
Looking at the 20 kill points, Qin Hao couldn't help but fall into deep thought. How should these 20 kill points be allocated?

"One point of killing value can make my cultivation realm loosen, what effect will 1 points of killing value have?"

Now that he had killed someone from the Li family, he didn't know how many eyes in the imperial city were secretly watching him, the prince of Prince Zhan's mansion. He was afraid that it would be difficult for him to move forward if he continued to stay in the imperial city.

However, if one leaves the imperial city and seeks another way out without any real strength, it will be even more difficult.

I am still too weak at the moment, and improving my cultivation strength is the most important thing.

Qin Hao thought for a moment and decided to add all his killing points to his cultivation.

It just so happened that he also wanted to see how much improvement 20 kill points could bring him.

Is it possible to break through directly to the late stage of innateness?

The killing value hit the bottom, and in an instant a pure and condensed killing aura quickly gathered towards his dantian, followed by a tremendous force that was released.

Qin Hao immediately calmed his mind and guided this power to merge with his dantian, transforming it into pure spiritual power, pushing the boundaries of his cultivation forward.

Suddenly, the aura around Qin Hao surged, and a faint spiritual light emanated from his body. It was a natural phenomenon that emerged after a breakthrough in his cultivation.

Late stage of the Xiantian realm!
Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, with strange colors flashing in his eyes. He clenched his fists, feeling the power filling his body.

"I never thought that 20 points of killing value could allow me to advance from the middle stage of the Xiantian realm to the late stage of the Xiantian realm in one fell swoop. This killing value is so helpful to the improvement of cultivation!"

With such a huge improvement, Qin Hao became more determined to prove his truth through killing.

"Now that my cultivation has broken through again, looking at the entire younger generation of the Stone Nation, I am considered a genius at my age in the late Xiantian realm."

"If we delay, something bad will happen. It's time to leave the Imperial City."

Qin Hao said in his heart.

But before leaving the imperial city, he had one more important thing to do - loot.

However, after searching for a long time, Qin Hao only found a little gold and silver, which was better than nothing.

"Aristocratic family? That's it?"

Qin Hao looked at the scattered treasures in front of him and couldn't help shaking his head. With such a small amount of stuff, he couldn't even buy the essence and blood of a third-grade ferocious beast.

Speaking of essence and blood...he turned his head to look at the Devouring Demon Gourd which was still glowing faintly.

I don’t know when the Wanling wine brewed here will be ready.

the other side.

The Battle Prince's Palace and the Battle Prince's Garden.

The garden was brightly lit. A team of guards stood with long swords on their waists and torches in their hands. Their faces were solemn, but they could not fight against the anxious atmosphere in the palace.

A beautiful figure came to the door, and the guard immediately saluted respectfully and said, "Miss."

Qin Qingyue nodded and said, "Is father here?"

"Master Qin is in the study. Please wait for a moment, Miss. I will go and inform him right away."

"No need."

Qin Qingyue waved her hand and walked straight to the study. She raised her hand to knock on the door, but then stood there with a hesitant look on her face.

Should I tell my father that someone is planning to attack Qin Hao?

Although in his opinion, Qin Hao was a playboy who ruined the reputation of Prince Zhan's Mansion, he was still his own brother after all.

But if my father asked me how I knew this, how should I explain it?
At this moment, a majestic voice came from the study: "Yue'er, what are you doing standing outside the door? Why don't you come in?"

Qin Qingyue's heart trembled, and she immediately opened the door.

Qin Langtian stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the huge map hanging in front of him. Qin Qingyue saw that Qin Langtian didn't say anything, so she had to stand there and wait quietly.

After a moment, Qin Langtian sighed heavily, turned around and said, "Yue'er, it's so late, what do you want to talk to your father about?"

Qin Qingyue looked at her own father, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Qin Langtian frowned slightly, "What's the matter? Did someone bully you?"

"Dad, why don't you send someone to find Qin Hao?"

Thinking of the murderous intent that the third princess showed towards Qin Hao, Qin Qingyue finally couldn't help but spoke to Qin Langtian.

Although she disliked Qin Hao very much, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable when she thought about helping Shi Luoyan, an outsider, to deal with her own brother.

"What did you say?"

"Are you going to persuade me to give in to that rebellious son?"

Qin Langtian looked very surprised and looked his daughter up and down.

"Dad, I know you have always been dissatisfied with Qin Hao, but this time he left the Zhan Palace, I am worried that he will be in danger." Qin Qingyue's voice was a little anxious, "After all, he is also the prince of my Zhan Palace, what if..."

When Qin Langtian heard this, his brows furrowed and his eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see into people's hearts.

Qin Qingyue couldn't help but lower her head, not daring to look the other person in the eye.

Looking at Qin Qingyue's appearance, Qin Langtian was a little bit unbelievable for a moment.

He was well aware of his daughter's complex emotions towards Qin Hao, which included disgust and sympathy, but more importantly, the bond of blood.

After all, apart from the blood connection, there is not much brotherly and sisterly love between the two.

Now Qin Qingyue was willing to plead for Qin Hao, which surprised him very much.

"Yue'er, don't you hate that rebellious son the most? Why do you want me to bring him back now?"

Qin Qingyue was startled, and quickly said: "I saw that mother had lost her appetite because of Qin Hao's matter. I didn't want to see her sad. I don't care about Qin Hao's life or death..."

Qin Langtian snorted coldly.

"Your mother is a woman, what does she know?"

"Yue'er, you know that the truly strong rise in adversity." Qin Langtian's voice was deep and powerful. "Qin Hao has the blood of the Zhan Palace flowing in his veins. He must learn to face all challenges, including life and death. Only in this way can he become a true pillar of society."

"If someone is protected by the Zhan Wang Mansion all day long, does not make progress, and only seeks pleasure, my Zhan Wang Mansion will not support such an idle person!"

After the words fell, Qin Qingyue hesitated again and again, and finally said: "But...but what if someone wants to kill Qin Hao?"

"Humph!"

"I wonder who dares to touch my son, Qin Langtian!"

Qin Langtian snorted coldly, his tone was unquestionable, and there seemed to be an invisible force surging around him. His aura was like a rainbow, and the candlelight swayed, causing the air around him to freeze.

He asked himself if anyone in the Imperial City of the Stone Kingdom dared to kill Qin Hao.

No matter how disliked Qin Hao was by him, no matter how much of a good-for-nothing he was, he was still the prince of the Zhan Palace, and the bloodline of Qin Langtian, the Saint Soul Realm Zhan Wang!
Anyone who wants to kill Qin Hao must first consider whether he can withstand the wrath of Prince Zhan's Mansion.

"Don't mention Qin Hao anymore. Dad has his own plans. After all, he is my son and your brother."

Qin Langtian waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, and remember to tell your mother not to miss her eldest brother's birthday."

"Yue'er is leaving."

Qin Qingyue bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

"Ugh."

Qin Langtian sighed heavily, then snorted coldly.

"Humph, you traitor!"

(End of this chapter)