Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 308 Jiuwu City

Chapter 308: Chapter 308 Jiuwu City

"Damn, I was only gone for a bit, and there are dead people again? Psychopath, you really are a disaster magnate!" Da Huang Dog ran back and was so shocked by the scene in front of him that a few hairs on his bald tail stood on end.

"Hmm?" Han Liren looked over and his face showed surprise.

How could such an ordinary dog awaken its spirit and become a Spirit Beast?

Did heaven turn a blind eye?

"Old fart, what are you staring at?" Da Huang Dog spoke rudely, "Haven’t you seen a dog as spectacular as the boss here?"

"Junior brother?" Han Liren looked at Shi Hao, his face full of question marks.

Shi Hao sighed, "I raised it."

He had to admit it, otherwise, Han Liren might just slaughter Da Huang Dog next.

Han Liren nodded, and inwardly, he clicked his tongue in admiration. True to form for his junior brother, even the Spirit Beast he raised was so extraordinary.

"So, shall we set off now?" He sought Shi Hao’s opinion.

"Okay."

The two men and one dog set off, leaving the forest and crossing thousands of mountains and rivers toward Jiuwu City.

Han Liren’s family lived in Jiuwu City, one of the four great families there.

After going solo years ago, Han Liren underwent trials on the Eastern Fire Continent for a hundred years, finally reaching the Founding King Court level, then settled down in Jiuwu City. Over the years, the Han Family became one of the lofty houses of the city, prospering and expanding greatly.

This time, Han Liren had set out to look for the Ten Thousand Stems Fruit because one of his grandsons had contracted a strange disease, and he needed the fruit to refine the Four Saint Pill, hoping it might cure his beloved grandson.

However, he hadn’t found the Ten Thousand Stems Fruit but had unexpectedly encountered Shi Hao.

After hearing the story, Shi Hao nodded, "I know a bit about medicine, I will check him out when we get back."

"Thank you, junior brother!" Han Liren bowed and then showed a look of surprise, "And to think you also inherited the master’s medical skills?"

"I know a little," Shi Hao said with a smile.

"You’re being modest, junior brother," Han Liren, seeing Shi Hao’s confident expression, knew the other was just being humble. He couldn’t help but remark in admiration that Shi Hao, only eighteen, had already achieved so much in the field of medicine, truly a rare talent.

No wonder he was chosen by the master as a closed-door disciple, to inherit the mantle.

About ten days later, they arrived at Jiuwu City.

This was a major city, top-tier in the Eastern Fire Continent, because it was home to families from four Founding King Courts, ruling over all the lands within a thousand miles, and it also possessed a high-grade Spirit Stone Vein.

The four great families were Zhang, Cheng, Shi, and Han, among which the Zhang Family was the strongest since they had two Founding King Court Almighties. The other three each had one Founding King Court sitting in residence.

Among the Cheng, Shi, and Han families, the Cheng Family was the strongest, as their Founding King was said to be the Seventh King—although that was information from two decades ago, and it was unknown if they had further progressed.

Next was the Shi Family’s Founding King, the Sixth King, and Han Liren’s cultivation was the weakest, ranked as the Fifth King.

In the Zhang Family, one was the Seventh King, and the other was the First King, who hadn’t been in that realm for long, but being at the Founding King Court level meant they were royalty.

Shi Hao followed Han Liren into the Han Family home, where Han Liren made sure he was comfortably accommodated in the most prestigious guest room. However, Han Liren had many things to attend to and, after getting Shi Hao settled, told him to wander around the residence while he himself went off to deal with urgent matters.

After all, having been away from home for many days, there were important matters that he needed to personally resolve.

Shi Hao, unable to stay idle, began to wander around the estate with a big yellow dog.

"Young Master Shi!"

"Young Master Shi!"

As Shi Hao passed by, the servants all bowed and showed great respect.

To the outside, Han Liren claimed Shi Hao was a descendant of an old friend, concealing his "true" identity.

Why?

This was also to protect Shi Hao; otherwise, some people might think, since Shi Hao was brother-like with Han Liren, he must possess many Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques and might think of kidnapping him for interrogation.

Moreover, although on the surface the four great families coexisted peacefully, the undercurrents were turbulent—who wouldn’t want to dominate alone?

Therefore, Shi Hao’s identity as a "little brother" easily incited malicious intentions to seize him and threaten Han Liren.

Now, merely as a descendant of a friend, he didn’t carry the weight of Han Liren’s descendants and naturally would not catch the eye of certain people.

The enchanting melody of a qin wafted over, causing Shi Hao to stop involuntarily.

Excellent, excellent, excellent.

Originally, Shi Hao knew little about music, but Yuan Chengmie was a polymath excellent in all arts like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, thus, he immediately recognized the qin player’s extraordinary talent that even delighted him immensely.

He resumed his steps, following the sound of the qin.

Soon, he entered a garden and saw, not far in a gazebo, a woman in green sitting and playing the qin, with a young maid standing beside her.

He stood quietly, eyes closed, immersed in the qin music.

"Crazy, why come listen to someone playing on cotton?" The big yellow dog, devoid of any artistic senses, couldn’t stand it after only a short while, finding it unbearable.

No sooner had it spoken than the qin music suddenly ceased.

The qin player looked up toward Shi Hao’s direction, revealing a face that was as adorable as it was reprimanding, only too pale, portraying a vulnerable charm that made one want to protect her.

She remained silent, but the fiery maid spoke out, "Who are you to say it’s unpleasant? My young mistress is a renowned Qin Master in Jiuwu City, sought after by many for her performances; it’s only Mr. Han Sr.’s two-hundredth birthday that we’ve persuaded her to play. Who are you, one of Mr. Han’s grandsons or great-grandsons? See if I don’t—"

As she spoke, she approached Shi Hao; but the final word "—complain" was interrupted as she rounded a corner and ended up right in front of him.

A face stunning enough to take one’s breath away appeared before her, leaving the maid feeling a numbness throughout her body, unable to continue speaking.

Shi Hao smiled broadly, "This dog doesn’t understand music, I am truly sorry."

"It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay..." The maid could only gaze foolishly at Shi Hao, with a voice in her head shouting: Handsome, handsome, handsome...

"Yin Lin?" called the Qin Master from afar, and because the foliage was dense, she could only see a vague figure, unclearly.

"Miss, it’s nothing," the maid replied, and glancing at Shi Hao, impulsively asked, "Young master, would you like to come closer and listen to my mistress’s performance?"

"Yes," Shi Hao nodded.

The maid led Shi Hao toward the gazebo, while the big yellow dog idly wagged its tail, unsettled by why someone would deliberately produce such unpleasant sounds.

Humans, indeed a lower form of beings.

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