Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 113 - 114: How many secrets does he have?

Chapter 113: Chapter 114: How many secrets does he have?

Binhai University, medical office.

It is more of a hospital than a medical office, as Binhai University has so many students, there is a standalone hospital within the university.

VIP hospital ward.

Here, there are not many rooms, only five or six in total, and only the rich and influential can stay here.

At this moment, in front of a sickroom, several men in black suits stand. They have a solemn expression and stand erect, evidently they are bodyguards.

Inside the sickroom, on the large bed, Xu Guanjie is receiving an IV drip, his eyes lifeless and filled with despair.

By the bed, a middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious, branded clothes is crying profusely, sobbing non-stop.

"Stop crying, things are already like this. Finding a solution is the most important," a middle-aged man in front of her said sternly.

"My son is like this because you, his father, did not take good care of him. Xu Shaoyang, it’s all your fault. I told you to let our son enjoy life at home, but you insisted on him studying," the middle-aged woman cried incessantly,

"Now look, our son is ruined, what do we do, what do we do!"

Xu Shaoyang, a member of the Binhai Xu family, whose ancestors were highly skilled Cultivators.

The current Xu family in Binhai also controls quite a bit of power and resources, with the family’s annual net income reaching several billions.

In terms of economic strength, they are not inferior to the Yu Family. Those families have deep roots only in Binhai, but once outside of Binhai, their influence diminishes significantly.

However, the Xu family is different; they retain some influence wherever they go.

The woman is Xu Shaoyang’s wife and Xu Guanjie’s mother, Qiao Meiling.

"This is all because you spoiled him! He’s been flirting around outside every day, and for a woman, he even lost his legs," Xu Shaoyang spoke coldly, clearly in a bad mood.

The hospital results have come out, Xu Guanjie’s legs are completely ruined. With modern medical technology, there is no hope for recovery.

Because it’s not only his leg bones that are broken, but also the tendons.

"I spoiled him? Why shouldn’t I spoil my own son!" Xu Guanjie’s mother argued, "You talk about our son flirting around, haven’t you played around with enough vixens outside?"

"You..."

"Stop arguing!" Xu Shaoyang was about to say more when Xu Guanjie suddenly yelled, "Aren’t you tired of this?!"

"You yell at us, why don’t you have the guts to act tough outside?" Xu Shaoyang scolded sternly.

After finishing speaking, seeing his son’s condition, he felt another pang of heartache and sighed:

"Rest assured, I have already asked the school for a leave of absence for you to recuperate for a while. During this time, we will find the best doctors to treat you. There might still be hope for your legs."

"Dad, you must help me kill Lin Hao." Xu Guanjie said fiercely, "Otherwise, I won’t come back."

"Rest assured, your dad and I have already arranged everything," Qiao Meiling said with doting affection, "Son, we will definitely help you get your revenge."

A sinister look crossed Xu Guanjie’s eyes. Thinking of Lin Hao’s face, he gritted his teeth, "He must die, or else I can’t quell the hatred in my heart."

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared outside the sickroom.

Looking closely, he was the one who had mingled among the students, intending to harm Lin Hao.

Upon seeing him, Xu Shaoyang asked, "Did you fail?"

"Yes," the man nodded.

"Then why are you back?" Qiao Meiling angrily said, "Get lost, don’t come back if you haven’t succeeded!"

"Yes!"

At the door, the man said nothing, turned around and quietly left.

...

Sea Dragon Banquet Villa.

Lin Hao had just reached the front door of his house when he inadvertently sneezed, rubbing his nose tip and said helplessly:

"Is someone talking about how handsome I am behind my back?"

Behind him, Lan Xiyue replied with a speechless expression: "Young Master Lin, can you not be so narcissistic?"

"Of course not." Lin Hao answered matter-of-factly, then swiftly changed the topic, "Come on, take me to your room."

"To my room?" Lan Xiyue’s face turned slightly red, her mind inadvertently picturing the scene of her bathing Lin Hao.

"Don’t overthink it," Lin Hao said. "I’m going to set up an Array for you. Don’t go to school for the next three days and cultivate in the Array as I have instructed you."

"Three days, can I really become a Martial Artist in three days?" Lan Xiyue asked.

"Yes."

After speaking, Lin Hao headed upstairs without looking back, straight into Lan Xiyue’s room.

Ultimately, it was a woman’s room; at some point, it had been decorated in a fan-girl style, giving it a dreamy feel upon entering.

However, Lin Hao paused when he noticed the black lace panties scattered across the bed.

Lan Xiyue’s face flared up with heat, and she rushed forward in a fluster to gather them.

"I didn’t expect you to like this style," Lin Hao casually remarked, then began to walk around the room.

Lan Xiyue’s face grew even redder, standing by the bed without saying a word.

After surveying the room, Lin Hao said, "Your selection of this room isn’t bad; very tasteful. It’s perfectly situated for Qi coming from the east."

"Next, I’ll set up a Gathering Yuan Array for you. Reaching the Martial Artist Realm in three days is no difficult task."

Before Lan Xiyue could respond, Lin Hao’s body emitted bursts of golden Primordial Qi, bathing him in a golden light.

Biting his finger, using his hand as a pen and blood as ink, Lin Hao drew a strange Rune on the wall.

Even Lan Xiyue, who was watching, had never seen such symbols before; looking at them for a long time almost made her feel like she was being pulled into them.

North, South, East, West—after drawing four symbols in these directions, Lin Hao flicked his fingers, emitting a golden light.

Lan Xiyue was utterly shocked!

Primordial Qi leaving the body!

Even a Martial Artist couldn’t achieve this; how on earth did Lin Hao manage it?!

Keep in mind; he was just a peak Transcend Mortality Cultivator!

Watching Lin Hao’s figure, Lan Xiyue’s eyes grew increasingly complex.

This man, she was less and less able to fathom him.

The flicked golden light was originally just a speck, but as soon as it touched the wall, it immediately elongated into lines, connecting the four symbols.

Not long after, the original bright red marks slowly turned gold, and then Lan Xiyue was astonished to see that the whole room’s walls, centered on the four symbols, were covered with strange and special Runes.

About ten minutes later, the entire room was filled with golden lines, bathed in golden light.

When the last corner was filled with Runes, Lan Xiyue immediately sensed the Primordial Qi outside being furiously sucked into the room.

Such a shocking scene once again rendered Lan Xiyue’s expression incredulous.

The Primordial Qi was continuously gathering.

It seemed all the Primordial Qi in the surroundings was converging towards her room.

This type of Array was unheard-of and unseen by her!

Such an Array, even her master might not know.

Lin Hao, what exactly is his origin? What secrets are hidden within him?

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