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Chapter 950 Explaining the Purpose
What a lively day!

The succession ceremony was held in the front courtyard, and a class reunion was held in the back hall!
Blood Tiger Jiang Hua and Lazy Tiger Shi Gaofei were both fellow disciples of Zhou You when he learned boxing at the martial arts school.

With the addition of Shen Sijing in the front yard, most of Wang Laohu's disciples from back then gathered at Daqian Martial Arts School.

However, compared to the mediocre Shen Sijing, the two in front of us are not simple at all!

Shi Gaofei, who arrived a step later, also exuded the aura of a powerful martial arts master, no less than Jiang Hua, which was quite mesmerizing.

Wang Jianxiong never broke through to the Qiangwu level in his entire life until his death, but three of his disciples broke through to the Qiangwu level one after another. This success rate is too high. If word gets out, it will probably be astonishing and considered a spectacle.

"Shi Gaofei!"

When Jiang Hua saw Shi Gaofei appear, he subconsciously straightened his fingertips, a sign that he was about to unleash his palm technique. However, he realized that the location was wrong. This was the Daqian Martial Arts School, and Zhou You was right in front of him, so he couldn't make a move.

He then exhaled, and his body felt lighter.

"Zhou... well, I'll take the liberty of calling you junior brother!"

Shi Gaofei said casually, and Zhou You smiled and replied, "I'm overjoyed that you're not being polite with me, senior brother. That 'junior brother' is so warm and familiar, I love hearing it!"

"I knew it! Junior Brother Zhou is a sentimental person!"

Shi Gaofei turned to Jiang Hua and said, "Even if he knew you had joined the evil cultivators and had killed countless people in Putuo Prefecture, he would never turn against you."

Ok?
Zhou You was slightly surprised. Putuo Prefecture was a place dominated by evil cultivators. The Heavenly Sect's evil martial artist, Yang Mo, reigned supreme in the region. Countless evil martial artists rampaged and slaughtered like locusts, ravaging the prefecture's cities and towns, and no one could stop them.

Jiang Hua actually defected to him, so it's not surprising that he broke through to the Strong Martial Realm.

The evil martial arts take an unorthodox approach, not only treating others as human beings, but also themselves as human beings. Various methods of squeezing out life force and potential are endless, and methods of breaking through the natural barrier of powerful martial arts are not rare.

"Senior Brother Jiang, do you have any hidden dangers? Let me think of a way to help you!"

These words startled both Jiang Hua and Shi Gaofei.

To their surprise, Zhou You's first reaction upon learning of Jiang Huaxiewu's identity was to express concern for his health.

"Thank you, but no need!"

Jiang Hua's tone was somewhat gentle as he countered Zhou You's question, "Have you encountered any inconveniences lately? With my identity, I can help you eliminate a few of your rivals, wouldn't that be convenient?"

Shi Gaofei, standing to the side, spoke up, "The Blood Cauldron True Skill he practices depletes his blood marrow, requiring him to constantly kill enemies and extract marrow from bones to replenish the loss. If you could implant a cauldron artifact into him, it might be able to offset the side effects."

"Yes, the martial arts cauldron in the martial arts school is just right!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hua's face flashed red, and five or six jets of blood shot towards Shi Gaofei's face and seven orifices, accompanied by his sinister voice, "Shi Gaofei, if you can't control your tongue, you might as well lose your head."

He hated Shi Gaofei for his loose tongue. The martial arts cauldron of Daqian Martial Arts School was extremely important. How could he possibly let him practice his skills?

Shi Gaofei's irresponsible mention of the connection between the Blood Cauldron True Skill and the Skill Cauldron was tantamount to sowing discord between him and Zhou You.

The dilemma was suddenly presented to Zhou You: Gong Ding could save Jiang Hua, but should he give it to him or not?
"Sorry, I didn't mean it. It's my fault for being so talkative!"

Shi Gaofei stretched out one arm, his five fingers interlaced and clenched, clearly using the "Servant of Gods Pestle" technique. He blocked the streams of blood with a clanging sound, and even freed up one hand to slap his own mouth.

Swish!
Zhou You flashed between the two, and in an instant, it was as if a mountain had risen from the ground.

The overwhelming aura and the overwhelming force that seemed to cleave the heavens and earth caused Jiang Hua and Shi Gaofei to stop fighting at the same time.

Although they were mentally prepared for Zhou You's strength before they came, they only realized after experiencing it firsthand that this junior brother Zhou had reached a level that even the two of them working together could not match.

"Senior Brother Shi, thank you for telling me!"

Zhou You cupped his hands in greeting to him, then turned to Jiang Hua, "I'm leaving the Gongding to Qingdi to keep order at the martial arts school. Please forgive me, senior brother, I can't give it to you!"

Jiang Hua breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "I never had such a thought. Don't listen to this lazy bum spouting nonsense." "Yes, yes, I was spouting... uh!"

Shi Gaofei: ...

"but."

A sudden turn of events caused both of them to feel a sudden surge of anxiety.

"If I have the chance, I will give my senior brother a cauldron as a small token of my appreciation."

Jiang Hua waved his hands repeatedly, "There's no need, I can take it myself."

Ding (tripod cauldrons) are treasures of aristocratic families, and almost every family possesses one, though the difference lies in the depth of their heritage.

His Blood Cauldron True Skill does not require a metal outer shell, but rather the profound fortune of the cauldron itself. Only an ancient cauldron that has been passed down through generations, worshipped with incense, and imbued with faith can be effective.

The martial arts cauldron of Daqian Martial Arts School has only been around for a little over a decade, and its skill level is still a bit low.

As Jiang Hua said, it would be better to find a powerful family, rip off a wealthy household, and steal their ancestral cauldron.

However, Putuo Prefecture is different from other places. Since the rise of evil martial arts, there have been Ma Gui in the front and Yang Mo in the back, killing sects and families as if they were in the dead of winter, with each one withering away and the survivors gradually withdrawing.

In Putuo Prefecture today, there are two opposing forces: the evil martial arts led by the Sheep Demon and the Buddhist cult.

The only major power that possesses the cauldron is the Shishen Sect, making it exceptionally difficult to conquer.

Zhou You had other connections and didn't reveal anything to his two senior brothers. He casually changed the subject, "By the way, where is Senior Brother Shi working these days?"

This senior brother is lazy by nature, but his talent is frighteningly strong. Don't be fooled by his unassuming demeanor; in fact, Zhou You still can't see through him.

Now Jiang Hua caught him red-handed and blurted out, "He's a member of the Buddhist sect."

Oh!
"So, which hall is Senior Brother Shi in?"

This is a very technical question. After all, while the division of Buddhism into five temples is not a secret, it is not something everyone knows.

"I am from the Western Palace..."

Jiang Hua then interjected, "He is one of the candidates for the Five Heavenly Kings."

Zhou You was greatly shocked. This name sounded so familiar. Di Jing, hmm, Mu Ling She was a candidate!

His prediction for Jiang Hua was already very high, but he still underestimated him. Every candidate for the Five Heavenly Kings was an exceptional genius, one in a million. Shi Gaofei's qualification to be among them could not be explained by mere luck.

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Actually, there are many talented candidates, and there's one acquaintance among them, the 'Hate King Yanshan'!"

Shi Gaofei tried every means to change the subject.

Jiang Hua suddenly said, "Junior Brother Zhou, the two of us have come here for one thing."

In an instant, Shi Gaofei, who had been lazy, became serious and sat up straight.

It turns out that after news of the Martial Saint's ruins spread to the North, it attracted attention from all sides. The Buddhist sect and the evil martial arts sect sent people to investigate. They came back on official business.

There is some emphasis on it, but it hasn't reached the point of being taken on a grand scale.

Such matters may be true or false, and may vary in scale; they occur frequently across all fifty states in the land. Sending a capable subordinate to confirm them is sufficient.

Therefore, each faction only sent one person and did not send any others.

(End of this chapter)