Chapter Twelve, Creating Momentum

  The entire inner city gate was crowded with countless people, both ordinary people and cultivators, all of whom were watching from a distance. These ordinary people encountered the cultivator who claimed to be king, although they showed respect, but also did not show fear. Cultivators are not allowed to indiscriminately kill ordinary people, this is a rule of the Great Church, of course, even if the Great Church slaughtered an entire empire of ordinary people, no one would dare say anything.

  The guards inside the city also came out, but they were all staring at the third master of the bandit alliance with fear. The ones leading them were actually several True Immortals, which made Qin Hao's eyes widen in surprise. It seemed that the ruler of Yun Country still had a lot of power.

  "Elusive gentleman? Hmm, too bookish. Are you willing to join my bandit alliance? I'll provide you with good food and drink, and you can become the ninth leader of my bandit alliance." The rough man spoke directly.

  "Bandit Alliance?" Qin Hao's face was filled with surprise. In this vast world of the Great Teachings, there actually existed an alliance with such a unique name.

  "The Tu Fei Alliance is the strongest force outside of the Dong Long sect, and can be said to be second only to the sect. There are eight leaders, all of whom are Body Refiners. They take pleasure in robbery and enjoy plundering the Dong Long sect's disciples. The leader of the alliance, also known as the Alliance Master, is a Saint King, ranked third on the Earthly Demons' List. This person is the third leader of the Tu Fei Alliance, named Fei San." Madam Huayang suddenly transmitted her voice.

  Upon hearing this, Qin Hao was delighted. This bandit alliance suited his taste, but he didn't have a reason to join. Now the Elusive Young Master also had a great reputation, and many people speculated that his identity must be a prince of some kingdom in Central Plains. If he really agreed now, he would probably reveal his true identity.

  He was somewhat depressed, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his speech was not bad. Why did he provoke these people? First, it wasn't enough that one of them had been stripped of their money, now another one, the third master of the bandit alliance, was coming after him. Each one was more ferocious than the last, a wanted criminal for the authorities to catch. How could he see himself as not having the fate of a bandit?

  "Never mind, never mind, I don't want to be scolded by the old folks at home." Qin Hao shook his head and pretended to be profound: "If the old antiques in my family find out, they'll skin me alive."

  As the crowd heard Qin Hao's words, they immediately began to discuss and speculate, saying that Qin Hao must be a prince of some dynasty. However, they were also stunned by the sudden and forceful way in which he had been taken away by the three bandits. Nevertheless, Qin Hao's goal was achieved - he wanted these people to believe that the identity of the Elusive Young Master was actually that of a prince from one of the eight major dynasties of Zhongtu. After all, there were countless princes among the eight great dynasties, so who knew what kind of character had emerged?

  "Consider yourself lucky." Lady Huayang's voice was cold and detached, but she remained wary of the bandit chief, who was a cultivator with a physique that surpassed even the strongest God Concealers.

  "You'd better think carefully, my second brother is looking for Qin Hao, if he joins first and becomes the ninth master, that position will be his. By then, you'll have to join as the tenth master." Bandit Sancai doesn't care about any royal princes, as long as they look pleasing to the eye, he'll take them in.

  "Alright, show me some benefits first." Qin Hao suddenly made a 180-degree turn, obviously on purpose. Lady Huayang was so angry that her eyes were wide with rage.

  "You're really dark, aren't you?" Pian San pointed at Qin Hao with a face full of disdain. The people around them were all stunned - did this local prince really want to join the bandit alliance?

  "It's getting out of hand." Just then, a sudden voice came from afar, and everyone looked in that direction, but only heard the sound without seeing anyone. Apparently, it was coming from the palace.

  "Not good, this old guy won't die." The three bandits shouted and turned to leave, even Qin Hao was left behind, it's clear that the newcomer made him fearful, and their speed was incredibly fast.

  Soon, the sky cracked open and an old man stepped forward, bringing with him a terrifying aura that carried a hint of holiness. This was a Holy King, and everyone in the city bowed their heads to the ground, not daring to show any disrespect. This was a Holy King, a supreme ruler.

  "Haha, mysterious old Dao, if you can catch up with Grandpa me, then come on." The voice of the bandit leader came from afar, and everyone's mood was lifted. One of the kings at the peak actually challenged the dignity of the Holy King, which was also a strange occurrence. But everyone knew that the leader of the Thieves' Alliance was formidable, one of the Kings of the Saints, one of the Saints, and the other six were all Kings of the Refining Body.

  The great commander repeatedly took action, but could not eliminate them. The bandit alliance's reputation was no less than that of the Four Great Evils of Donglong, also known as the Four Great Thieves.

  "Hmph." The mysterious old Taoist let out a cold snort, and with a palm strike that seemed to shake the void itself, he unleashed a terrifying power. This single palm strike actually combined eight major trends, and his understanding of these trends had reached an unprecedented level of profundity, returning to the simplicity of truth. This was the might of a Sage King.

  "The old Dao is really despicable." The bandit San, who was almost running out of the city, shouted loudly and clapped his hands, with thick blood energy rolling like a flood.

  "With a loud 'bang', the palm strike exploded, and Thief Three retreated over a dozen steps, with a mouthful of fresh blood flowing from his mouth. Clearly, he was injured, but not seriously. Thief Three cursed loudly: "Xuanji Old Daoist, wait till my second brother comes to deal with you, I'm leaving!"

  As he spoke, he quickly drew the trajectory, urged the yuan stone, and the void suddenly shattered. However, when he stepped in, it seemed as if he had forgotten something. He then stared straight at Qin Hao, casually tossed his hand, and a stream of light shot out, directly hitting Qin Hao. The terrifying force was one that no one dared to block.

  "Bang" and Qin Hao suddenly mobilized his energy, leaping up to grab the flowing light. Before he could even look at what it was, a voice came from afar: "With this token in hand, you are now the ninth leader of our bandit alliance, commanding all bandits under East Dragon. Don't forget the creed of our bandit alliance: when encountering evil spirits, we must strip them bare."

  Holding the token, Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, but in an instant he cursed inwardly, what kind of nine-to-five family is this, this guy is too dark. At this time, Fei San had already broken through the void and left, but the mysterious old Taoist turned his head back, his eyes fixed on Qin Hao, and a terrifying aura pressed over. Qin Hao's heart was filled with grievance, wasn't it just a joke, yet he was actually schemed against by Fei San.

  But he wasn't easy to mess with either, his entire body bursting with energy and vitality, subtly accompanied by a rumbling thunder, surging upwards, directly provoking the Holy King. Everyone was stunned, this Elusive Young Master was too fierce, actually daring to provoke the Holy King in front of him, it was simply reckless.

  "What a famous residence? A cultivator?" The Holy King's face changed, this old fox was naturally not convinced by the bandit's words, but the current scene made him think of one person, that is Qin Hao, who had a strong and upright head like Donglong.

  "Don't hurt my family's young master." Lady Huayang made her move, and with a swift motion, she appeared in front of Qin Hao. The aura of Wang Dianfeng burst out.

  "Hmm, are you that wandering young master?" Xuanji Old Dao wondered. Recently, a wandering young master's genius had destroyed an average sect of the Chuyun Gate, and his name was spreading like wildfire. Although this wasn't anything remarkable, he had attendants who were at the peak of the titled kings, so it caught people's attention.

  "It was I, the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Piao Yu. I have seen the mysterious and sacred king of the Tianji Sect." Qin Hao reported his identity, which was actually fabricated by Lady Huayang. The person really existed, but the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty had long since disappeared. Some said he went to the Western Regions, while others said he went to the Southern Wilderness, and there were many rumors about it.

  But they all knew that these nine princes were born with extraordinary talents, and when they were born, there were strange phenomena in the sky and earth, and dragons protected them. Because of this, they brought great disaster and were excluded by other princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

  "He is actually the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It's said that this person has disappeared, and unexpectedly appeared in Donglong."

  "This terrifying strength, I'm afraid that once he reaches the top, he'll be able to become a king, probably a mediocre one. At that time, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, who will be able to surpass him?"

  "Yes, in the future he may become the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Moreover, he now has the protection of the titled monks, which means that there are great forces within the Great Zhou Dynasty supporting him."

  Everyone discussed it, and Qin Hao's identity was instantly confirmed. Even the mysterious Taoist priest somewhat believed it. This is what "borrowing power to turn the tide" means. In the end, what can be more persuasive than public opinion?

  "It was actually the Ninth Highness." Xuanji Old Dao used a polite phrase, the royal family of Zhongtu was not inferior to the Great Church, and according to rumors, this Ninth Prince might ascend to the throne, at which time he would be the ruler of a region, comparable to the existence of the Pope of the Great Church. Although one Holy King was already the overlord of a region, compared to the ruler of a region, he was far inferior.

  Especially the strength Qin Hao is showing now, his future achievements are immeasurable. However, Guan Ji Lao Dao would never have thought that Qin Hao not only was a fake, but also had a crippled meridian, making any achievement impossible for him. Unless he finds the Earthly Sacred Medicine to repair his broken fate, it's almost impossible for him to continue cultivating.

  "I don't dare to accept it, maybe I'll still need your help in the future." Qin Hao's words were laced with meaning.

  Xuanji Lao Dao was taken aback, and suddenly understood something, but didn't explicitly express it. He only said: "If fate permits, I will do my best. I'll take the lead and make sure that thief doesn't escape."

  Then the mysterious old Taoist also drew a stroke, and then shattered into nothingness, Qin Hao's heart finally let out a sigh of relief. If the play just now had been performed poorly, he would have fallen into crisis.

  "You're quite good at play-acting." Madam Huayang said sarcastically.

  "A gentleman does not stand under a precarious wall. Those who achieve great things must be able to endure humiliation." Qin Hao retorted without hesitation, "When encountering an unbeatable enemy, one can only rely on wisdom and endurance. Otherwise, if you rush forward recklessly, the one who will get crushed is yourself. That's not being heroic, that's just being a fool."

  "A gentleman does not stand on a precarious wall?" Lady Huayang felt that Qin Hao was even more extraordinary than she had thought: "If I didn't know he was a divine pulse, I'm afraid I would have been deceived too."

  Only the princes of Zhongtu were eloquent, and everything was elegant. Then, under the surprised gaze of the crowd, the two entered the inner city.

  Just as Qin Hao had expected, the name "Piao Miao Gong Zi" was confirmed, and the entire Qian Kun country knew that Piao Miao Gong Zi was indeed the Ninth Prince. There were even rumors that Piao Miao Gong Zi had actually gone under the tutelage of Da Jiao Sheng Wang in the realm of Ming Xiu, and for a time, his reputation even surpassed Qin Hao's...