Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 312 Han Dong Cultivates

Chapter 312: Chapter 312 Han Dong Cultivates

Hearing this, Shi Hao suddenly regretted, wondering if he had misjudged the person.

"No, I plan to tailor-make a cultivation technique specifically for you," he said offhandedly.

"Boss, I’m not cut out for this, you should save your efforts," Han Dong admitted defeat shamelessly, "I’ve tried and it’s useless, I’m just a mediocrity destined to live a pointless life."

Shi Hao chuckled, "Is that so... alright, I’ll talk to your Grandpa and cut off all your financial support starting today."

"What?" The chubby boy immediately looked as if he were in mourning, "Boss, you can’t do this to me!"

"Will you cultivate or not?" Shi Hao asked again.

"You decide, and I’ll comply!" Han Dong resigned himself to his fate.

When dealing with a snake, strike at its vital point. The chubby boy had no interest in power, thus threatening him with no chance of ever controlling the Han Family if he didn’t cultivate seriously wouldn’t bother him at all.

However, he loved his leisure; cut off his financial sources, and he would go insane.

Shi Hao first checked on Han Dong and found that the boy’s aptitude was indeed average, no wonder Han Liren had "given up" on him.

"You shall practice the ’Five Tiger Mantra’." Shi Hao wrote down the cultivation technique, but only the Breaking the Extreme Chapter that incorporated body techniques, and threw it to Han Dong, "Take this and cultivate it. I will check in three days. If you don’t meet my standards, not only will you be grounded, but you will also be fined a month’s allowance."

"Oh my!" Han Dong cried out in dismay. He dreaded cultivation because, with his mediocre talent, progress was incredibly slow, and he was constantly scolded by his grandfather and father, which made him even more rebellious towards cultivating.

"Aren’t you going already?" Shi Hao waved his hand.

"Yes, yes!" Han Dong nodded listlessly, regret churning within him. If only he had known that a simple apology would suffice, why did he ever think of clinging to a power figure?

Well, now he was trapped by his own actions, alas!

Shi Hao settled down at the Han Family’s place, and he began to work on that deep blue blood crystal.

Jiuwu City was full of skilled artisans who, following Shi Hao’s directives, cut the deep blue blood crystal and forged nine small swords.

Next, Shi Hao had to rely on himself.

He began to engrave the Weight Reducing Runes; after two days, he finally finished the task.

"It’s a pity that with the current strength of my Soul Force, I can only imprint level-seven Weight Reducing Runes."

Even so, the nine small swords moved as if they were extensions of his limbs, capable of flying around within a seven-yard radius of him exactly as he wished.

High-grade Precious Metal combined with Weight Reducing Runes to reduce most of the weight. Driven by the Soul Force, they could accelerate instantly to amazing speeds, giving them incredible destructive power.

"Hehe, if Self-Observation is careless, he might well be killed by me!"

Shi Hao looked pleased; the destructive power of these nine small swords could not be compared to those earlier stones embedded with Weight Reducing Runes, and they were reusable.

"Let’s call them the Blood Shadow Swords," Shi Hao murmured.

"Three days have passed, it’s time to check on that little chubby boy."

If Han Dong really showed remarkable progress, then he wouldn’t mind continuing to mentor the boy. But if Han Dong had resigned himself to degeneration, then he couldn’t be bothered with him anymore.

He went to find Han Dong.

He hadn’t walked far when he saw servants throughout the manor spreading news franticly.

"Young Master Feihuo has awakened!"

"He also awakened the Fire Spirit Root, striking with a palm that shot flames into the sky!"

"Great joy! Great joy indeed!"

Flames shooting into the sky?

Shi Hao nodded silently to himself, it seemed that Han Feihuo’s Fire Spirit Root was of high quality.

Apart from its attributes, a Spirit Root also varied in quality.

For instance, with the same Fire Spirit Root, some people may improve by one point after one practice, while others can improve by two points. The same goes for battling; even if everything is identical, the strength of the elements they can summon can be vastly different.

Han Feihuo is indeed lucky, not only has he awakened a Dual Spirit Root, but the quality is also high.

Shi Hao didn’t make much of it, let alone a Dual Spirit Root, what about a Quintuple Spirit Root?

He can summon any element, directly absorb the Power of Heaven and Earth of any attribute, which is more powerful than any Spirit Root.

He arrived at the courtyard residence where Han Dong was staying.

Before entering, he heard wheezing and gasping sounds, like bellows.

He walked in and saw, in the courtyard, Han Dong performing leapfrogs with a huge metal block on his back, glowing with a Rune on it.

—Gravity Rune.

The effect of the Gravity Rune is exactly the opposite of the Weight Reducing Rune. It can significantly increase the weight of an object, playing an important role in both battle and training.

Han Dong was covered in sweat, soaking his clothes, and his breath turned into a thick, long white mist.

He obviously reached his limit but didn’t give up, continuing to rest and jump.

Hmm, quite persistent.

However, upon seeing Shi Hao coming, Han Dong immediately dropped his pretense. He threw the metal block off, and the Rune dimmed as it lost the infusion of Soul Force.

"Boss, you need to stand up for me!" The chubby boy rushed over and clung to Shi Hao’s legs.

What’s going on?

"What happened?" Shi Hao asked. Seeing how hard Han Dong was training, his impression of the chubby boy improved considerably, marking him as a potential candidate for training.

"I went gambling yesterday and got cheated," Han Dong gritted his teeth. "It was clearly a rigged game, but they beat me up instead!"

"Eh, you’re from the Han Family, who would dare to hit you?" Shi Hao was taken aback.

"It was the Shi Family!" Han Dong said.

The Shi Family, one of the four great families of Jiuwu City, ranks above the Han Family.

Shi Hao’s eyes shifted and he couldn’t help but chuckle, "Are you training so hard because you want to fight back?"

Han Dong nodded, "I have never been treated so badly in my life. I absolutely can’t swallow this insult!"

No wonder, he had always refused to train, but now he suddenly started to train frantically, there must be a motivator; it’s impossible for him to have just changed his mind suddenly.

"How much did you lose?" Shi Hao asked.

"Even my underwear," Han Dong looked down.

After much questioning, Han Dong finally told him the whole story.

Apparently, Han Dong was feeling itchy hands yesterday, so he went to a gambling house and played a few rounds, losing everything. Then Shi Shaofeng from the Shi Family appeared, offering to lend Han Dong some money so he could play another round, only for Han Dong to lose everything again.

Han Dong wrote an IOU, but Shi Shaofeng did not stop there; he beat Han Dong, stripped him of his clothes, and threw him out of the gambling house.

This naturally was a huge disgrace for Han Dong, and because it was too embarrassing, he didn’t dare to confess to his family, leaving him no choice but to sulk and train hard alone.

"Boss, can you talk to grandfather for me?" Han Dong pleaded with Shi Hao, "If I go say it, grandfather will definitely beat me."

He could not swallow the insult, yet feared being punished by Han Liren.

Shi Hao thought for a moment and said, "Come with me."

"Where to?"

"The gambling house."