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

Chapter 32 The birth of a new true disciple caused a sensation in the Langya Holy Land!
The next day.

A piece of news came from the Langya Holy Land, like a bolt of thunder out of the blue, instantly causing an uproar in the entire holy land.

A new true disciple is born!
The news spread quickly, like a gust of wind, sweeping across every corner of the holy land, causing an immediate sensation.

The holy land's direct disciple, who has not appeared in decades, now appears again!

Langya Holy Land.

Hanging Waterfall.

A figure in white was sitting leisurely on a huge rock drinking tea. The waterfall was like an inverted Milky Way, majestic and spectacular. The rushing water poured down from a great height, and the splashing water formed gorgeous rainbows under the sunlight, like a dream.

The man in white had a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. He was one of the true disciples of the Langya Holy Land - Xiao Xingchen.

His star-like eyes were deep and bright, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned with a faint smile, as if everything in the world was under his control.

At this time, a disciple came running over in a hurry. He looked nervous, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He came to Xiao Xingchen, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and respectfully reported: "Senior Brother Xiao, a new true disciple was born in the Holy Land."

Xiao Xingchen frowned slightly, and the exquisite teacup in his hand stopped at his lips, and the action that had just been brought to his lips came to an abrupt halt.

After a moment of silence, he slowly put down the teacup, which lightly touched the table, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Xingchen raised his head, looked calmly at the disciple kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Who is so lucky?" His voice was gentle and magnetic, but with a hint of imperceptible majesty.

"Brother, it's a man named Qin Hao." The disciple replied hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Qin Hao?" A hint of doubt flashed in Xiao Xingchen's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly searched for this strange name in his mind.

"I've never heard of this person. How can he become a true disciple?" There was a hint of curiosity in his tone, but more of a questioning of the decision.

The disciple took a deep breath and said, "I heard that Qin Hao was appointed by the Holy Lord himself, and... and I sent people to the Stone Country to investigate. This guy seems to be a spy of the demon clan. He practices magic in the Stone Country and is fond of killing people. The Stone Country has issued a nationwide wanted notice for this demon."

As the disciple spoke, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

"What?" Xiao Xingchen stood up suddenly. His movement was so fast that it brought up a breeze. His face instantly became gloomy, like a dark cloud.

"A demon wants to become a true disciple of my holy land? This is simply ridiculous!" His voice became higher, and the air around him became heavy because of his anger.

A powerful gust of air swept over quickly, and the disciples were immediately shocked. They retreated and tried their best to resist the power that Xiao Xingchen had accidentally released.

"Master, Senior Brother's cultivation has improved again!"

Purple bamboo forest.

In the quiet bamboo forest, a woman in green is practicing sword. The bamboo forest is quiet and peaceful, and the breeze blows, making the bamboo leaves rustle.

The woman had a delicate face, clear eyes, a graceful figure, and light and graceful movements. Every time she swung the sword, it was done with fierce momentum. Wherever the sword energy passed, bamboo leaves fell like dancing butterflies.

This girl's name is Zhao Linger, and she is also a true disciple of the Langya Holy Land.

Just then, a maid came hurriedly, her quick footsteps disrupting the tranquility of the bamboo forest.

The maid came to Zhao Linger and saluted, saying, "Senior Sister Zhao, a new disciple has arrived in the Holy Land."

Zhao Linger sheathed her sword, panted slightly, and asked, "Oh? Who is it?" Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of curiosity. She looked at the maid, waiting for her answer. The maid replied, "It's a guy named Qin Hao."

"Qin Hao?" Zhao Linger frowned slightly, and her dark brows were twisted into a small knot.

"This name is very unfamiliar. What's so special about him?" There was a hint of doubt and subtle contempt in her voice.

The maid whispered, "It is said that he is a demon who practices the magic skills of the demon clan. I don't know why the Holy Lord made him a true disciple."

The maid lowered her voice very low, as if she was afraid of being heard by others.

Zhao Linger snorted coldly: "Humph, it seems that there must be something fishy about this. A demon can also become a true disciple. I want to see how capable he is."

The sword in her hand trembled slightly, as if it also sensed her inner doubts.

On top of a mountain.

Wang Meng is tall and strong with bulging muscles. He stands there like an iron tower. Every muscle contains explosive power and he exudes a powerful aura.

When he heard that a true disciple of the same rank as himself would appear in the Holy Land, and that this new true disciple might be a demon, his eyes widened with anger, and his eyes were like copper bells, and he shouted, "What? How could such a person become a true disciple? I will definitely teach him a lesson when I challenge him!"

His voice was like a huge bell, echoing among the mountains and startling a flock of birds.

……

"Why are you suddenly willing to stay?" Chaos Stone said in the room. There was some confusion in its voice.

Qin Hao sat on the edge of the bed, looking out the window with a firm gaze. The sunlight outside the window shone on his face, but could not illuminate the depth in his eyes.

He paused, then replied, "It doesn't matter where you stay, as long as you can become stronger."

His tone was calm and firm, as if he had made some kind of decision.

The Chaos Stone floated in front of Qin Hao and said, "Don't be naive. It's not easy to get into the Langya Holy Land. The true disciples are all arrogant and won't accept you easily."

"Besides...with your strength, can you beat him?"

Qin Hao sneered, stroking the Netherworld Demon Sword, and said, "So what? I don't care about their opinions. I only care about whether I can improve my strength."

The corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were fearless.

The Chaos Stone sighed, its black light flickered, and it seemed to be in a state of emotional fluctuation: "This challenge is not easy. If you are beaten to death, where can I find someone to drink with?"

It slowly revolved around Qin Hao, as if it was thinking about something.

Should I wait for this guy to be killed and then go and loot the loot myself? But I don't think I can compete with that Saint Lord in my current state, right?
Qin Hao stood up, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and said, "You won't know whether you are sure or not until you try. I, Qin Hao, am not afraid of anyone's challenge!"

"In the practice of cultivation, the most taboo is to retreat when faced with difficulties. Only by moving forward courageously can one achieve the supreme path!"

"Then we won't leave." Chaos Stone continued, "If you get beaten to death, don't blame me for stealing your things."

Qin Hao's eyes turned cold, like ice water in a cold pond, and he said coldly: "Die? Let them come over, I, Qin Hao, will take over."

(End of this chapter)