Martial Soul: Be a Saint

"In the past few days, I've received news that there was a sudden change in the Fire God's Palace. Furthermore, the disciples of the Skyblaze Sect have been spreading all over the Southern Wasteland, searching for something!"    

    

"I think that this matter is most likely because your whereabouts have been exposed and attracted the attention of the Fire God's Palace. Therefore, you must leave the Southern Wasteland region!"    

    

Guo Fuhui said to him with a solemn expression.    

    

The power of any of the eight great palaces was absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.    

    

It could scare a man to death, and it was no exaggeration.    

    

This was because the eight great palaces represented a god-like existence.    

    

A thousand years ago, Wu Hao was able to escape because of luck.    

    

However, this kind of luck didn't always exist.    

    

Therefore, they had to leave as soon as possible.    

    

"Don't worry, I will arrange everything for you, when that time comes, I will definitely lure Gong Changxiao over to you all!" Guo Fuhui said to him again.    

    

Half a day later.    

    

After Wu Hao and the lady finished dressing themselves up, they quietly left the Southern Wasteland region.    

    

As for Guo Fuhui, he hurriedly erased all evidence of their meeting.    

    

Not long later.    

    

As expected, Fire God's Palace's spies found the Pleasing Hut Restaurant.    

    

However, they gained nothing.    

    

The clues ended in an instant.    

    

After Zhu Tian, who was countless kilometers away, learned of this matter, his expression became extremely dark and gloomy.    

    

After careful consideration, he quickly found Gong Changxiao.    

    

Water God's Palace, welcoming hall.    

    

In the magnificent reception hall, two figures sat facing each other. A maid was pouring tea for them, and after she finished, she bowed and left.    

    

Gong Changxiao carried a light smile on his face, and indicated to Zhu Tian who had a serious expression, and threw the teacup over.    

    

As a guest, Zhu Tian naturally took a small sip as well. However, he currently did not have the mood to taste the tea.    

    

After their Fire God's Palace's scout report, they had indeed found traces of Wu Hao and the mysterious woman in the Southern Wasteland.    

    

However, the clues had suddenly disappeared.    

    

This was absolutely extraordinary. It felt as if someone had intentionally erased it.    

    

"Master Zhu Tian, I heard that your people have all come to our Southern Wasteland. What are you doing?"    

    

Gong Changxiao looked at him and asked with a smile that was not a smile.    

    

"Heh, Elder Gong really has a pair of sharp eyes! This is for you to know too … "    

    

"Heh, if someone comes to your doorstep to catch a cat or something, don't you know that you're a terrible owner?"    

    

"Elder Gong hit the nail on the head, I'm impressed!"    

    

"Master Zhu Tian, people who are open will not speak, speak. What are you looking for, and why have you come to find this elder?"    

    

Gong Changxiao lifted it up once again, and started sipping his tea with a satisfied expression.    

    

"Elder Gong, do you still remember Wu Hao?"    

    

Zhu Tian put down the teacup, his expression suddenly straightened as he slowly spoke to him.    

    

Once he said that, Gong Changxiao's body suddenly shook.    

    

"Wu Hao? Isn't he dead? "    

    

When he reacted, Gong Changxiao's expression suddenly darkened, a cold light flashing past his eyes.    

    

"We didn't see it with our own eyes twenty years ago. Who knows if it's real or not?" Zhu Tian answered him in such a manner.    

    

"You mean …" Gong Changxiao's eyes instantly narrowed.    

    

"What if those bastards lied to us? Of course, this is just my guess, but, my people did indeed see someone who looked exactly the same as Wu Hao! " Zhu Tian slowly said as he sat upright.