Peerless War God in City

"In the past, our Han Family had always advocated studying martial arts, exploring martial arts, and living in seclusion in the forest. We did not care about worldly matters, as long as we could hold onto the family's heritage, we would absolutely not do something like taking in disciples!"    

"However, just a few years ago, the Great Elder of our Han Family, who advocated radical ideas, led some of our clansmen and began to open a training hall, accept disciples, spread rumors, bewitched others, and made them feel as if their Han Family had lost a lot of face among their comrades in ancient martial arts!    

"Our Wu Ji Sect inherited Great Xia. It's an orthodox way, and we pay great attention to the cultivation of the body and the cultivation of the nature."    

"But, those people from the new sects are recruiting people and tools to absorb money from the Wu Ji Dao. For us, the ancient sects who truly study martial arts, they are the scum of the Wu Ji Dao!"    

"Since you are not satisfied with the methods of the new sects, then why don't you stop them?" Haotian asked as he held the teacup.    

Cheng Wu's face immediately showed a trace of helplessness. He sighed and said dejectedly:    

"Originally, our clan head was against the actions of the new faction like the First Elder. However, under his might, those people from the First Elder have been restrained."    

"But!"    

"Just three years ago, an accident happened!"    

"Our Patriarch went missing during one of his roaming trips. Even if we used all our strength to scout the area, we wouldn't be able to find a single trace of him!"    

"Originally, because of the existence of the Patriarch, the Great Elder and the rest were quite obedient. However, ever since the Patriarch went missing, the Great Elder had taken control of the situation. After that, those people unscrupulously spread the existence of the Wu Ji Dao.    

"How do you want me to help you?" Haotian held a teacup and looked playfully at Cheng Wu as he asked.    

When Cheng Wu heard this, he hesitated a little. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he said in a deep voice, "We are from the ancient sects. I hope that you can help to..."    

"Destroy!" Cheng Wu said as he made a throat erasing gesture.    

"Hur hur."    

Haotian suddenly put down his teacup and laughed in extreme contempt, "It's just killing a Great Elder. To me, it's nothing."    

He coldly looked at Cheng Wu, and said in a stern voice: "However, this is your own matter of Han Family, what does it have to do with me, Haotian? Why should I help you, what benefits can you guys give me?"    

"You go first, don't be in a hurry to refuse."    

Cheng Wu's expression was very calm when he heard this. It was as if he had already expected that Haotian would say this. He looked at Haotian, and after a slight pause, he continued.    

"Compared to what you already know, the commander of the 9th army, Jing Ning'er, has already left for the peninsula alone. To be honest, every one of the 10 army captains under your command is a brave fighter. They are invincible."    

"Everyone has the courage of tens of thousands of men!"    

"And although Ninth Prince is only a woman, her strength is not to be underestimated. Many men are not her match. If she goes to the Peninsula now, she will definitely be able to sweep away all our Han Family's experts, without a doubt!"    

"But Military Commander, our Han Family, is after all, a family that has been passed down for a thousand years, and there are also many strong individuals within our clan.    

"As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, so her defeat is only a matter of time. If you are willing to help us, our ancient sect is willing to use all of our strength to protect her!"