Back in the cave, Han Tianque looked down at Ye Bei, whose cultivation had been sealed.
"Stay here in the cave. I'm going down the mountain with your uncle Guan to help you get rid of that martial arts hall that bullied you," Han Tianque instructed.
"You can't!"
Ye Bei's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly said, "You absolutely can't go! The people in that martial arts hall are really strong!"
"Hmph, my mind is made up. There's no need to say more," Han Tianque said coldly.
"Even if that martial arts hall is as strong as you say, there's no need to fear. After all, I'm going with your uncle Guan this time. He recently obtained great fortune and has reached the Martial Venerable realm. If anything unexpected happens, your uncle Guan will help out."
"Master, please listen to my advice. Even a Martial Venerable will be useless there!" Ye Bei earnestly advised in a grave tone, "Also, I will never tell you the address of the martial arts hall."
"Hmph, I already know where it is. There's no need for you to say it," Han Tianque snorted coldly.
Ye Bei's expression changed in shock. "How...how do you know?"
"Your protective treasure has my aura on it. I set it up in case you encountered any danger and I needed to save you, so I know clearly everywhere you've been," Han Tianque explained.
"What?"
Ye Bei's expression was ugly. He had wanted to withhold the address of the martial arts hall, but he hadn't expected...
No longer paying Ye Bei any attention, Han Tianque turned into a streak of light and left. He soon met up with Guan Yunpeng to head towards Pingjiang City.
"Old Han, I'll ride your flying sword. You can steer it while I cultivate," Guan Yunpeng said before they set off. "After all, I just broke through and my aura is still unstable. I need to adjust it."
"Alright, you go ahead and cultivate," Han Tianque replied.
He looked at Guan Yunpeng's Martial Venerable aura with envy filling his heart, even more eager for this trip.
If he could gain some fortune, he could finally break through to Martial Venerable as he wished.
"But before we get to that senior...I need to take care of some personal business first," Han Tianque added.
"What's so important about this personal business that you have to take care of it so urgently?" Guan Yunpeng asked, puzzled.
Upon hearing this, Han Tianque's expression darkened as he emitted a wrathful aura. "There are some shameless people in Pingjiang City extorting my disciple. How could I not be angry?"
"I see."
Guan Yunpeng nodded without saying more. After all, he knew Han Tianque's temper. Once he was set on something, no one could stop him, especially when it involved his beloved disciple.
"However..."
Han Tianque recalled Ye Bei's nervousness and didn't let down his guard. "My disciple said these people are quite strong. If we really run into unexpected trouble, I'll have to ask for your help as well!"
Hearing this, Guan Yunpeng felt somewhat arrogant.
Usually this arrogant Han Tianque would never bow his head to anyone. But now he was asking him for help.
The power of Martial Venerable really was different! Even someone as stubborn as Han Tianque would ask others for help when faced with formidable strength.
"Alright, if there's anything you can't resolve, I will lend a hand," Guan Yunpeng responded, unable to reject Han Tianque. He stuck out his chest proudly and said, "Just let me know when you need me."
"Thank you for obliging."
Han Tianque bowed his head slightly. A glow rose from his feet and his sword transformed into a three-zhang length. Like a meteor, it shot towards the distance.
Sitting crossed-legged atop the sword, Guan Yunpeng closed his eyes and settled his spirit to solidify his cultivation that had just entered the Martial Venerable realm.
With Han Tianque's Martial Ancestor cultivation, it didn't take long to travel thousands of miles.
They had set off at dusk the previous day, and by early morning of the next day, they were already above the martial arts hall.
"This is it," Han Tianque said in a cold voice, his gaze fixed intensely on the small martial arts hall below.
"Mm. Go take care of it first. I'll wait here. Let me know if you really need me to make a move," came Guan Yunpeng's calm voice from the air.
He didn't open his eyes, his spirit focused on cultivation.
"Alright. Old Guan, just wait here for a bit. I'll go take care of them and be right back," Han Tianque said as he dismissed his sword. He then dove down towards a barren area behind the martial arts hall.
He chose not to descend at the front gate, being somewhat cautious and not wanting to startle the snake in the grass.
He also wanted to inspect the martial arts hall first.
After looking it over, Han Tianque lowered his guard somewhat.
It didn't seem...anything out of the ordinary.
Not only was there no aura, he didn't see any formations around the martial arts hall either.
"Hmph. What a bluff."
"A bunch of petty crooks, daring to extort my disciple. Be extinguished by my sword!"
Filled with rage, Han Tianque shot up into the air.
The instant he took flight, his peak Martial Ancestor aura erupted. With a flick of his palm, the sword in his hand hummed.
Accompanied by an overbearing chill, radiant sword light scattered as he drew a massive afterimage in the air with a slash towards the martial arts hall.
Clearly, Han Tianque intended to slice the entire martial arts hall in half with one strike.
At the same time in the sky, Guan Yunpeng, who had been sitting cross-legged, withdrew his spirit from cultivation.
He had thought about it and felt it wasn't good for Han Tianque to go alone after all.
His attitude seemed a bit pretentious, making it look like he had changed after breaking through to Martial Venerable.
Besides, he could solidify his cultivation anytime. It wouldn't make a difference waiting a while longer.
With this thought, he slowly opened his eyes.
Hm?
Why did it seem familiar?
He looked down and swept his gaze around, immediately spotting the small martial arts hall.
"Huh?"
"We're at senior's place already?"
Guan Yunpeng said in surprise, "I don't seem to have told Old Han the address. How did he end up here?"
Just as he felt puzzled, he seemed to sense something. His eyes suddenly widened.
He hurriedly focused his senses to look and instantly saw Han Tianque with bloodshot eyes, raising the sword in his hand to hack at the martial arts hall.
"Oh no!"
Guan Yunpeng's heart lurched and his heart nearly jumped out in that moment.
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