Urban God-level Youth

The female cultivator from Po Yuan Sect was dumbfounded; she hadn't expected Qin Hao and this demonic bird to be so strong.

"Don't kill me, I'm an elder of Po Yuan Sect." The middle-aged female cultivator took a few steps back, saying with some fear.

Qin Hao looked at her coldly: "How long did it take for you to get here? How did you find this place?"

The middle-aged female cultivator hesitated for a moment before replying, "We obtained a treasure map that recorded the location of the Golden Sand Spirit Fruit. It took us almost a month to get here."

Qin Hao nodded slightly: "Very good!"

The middle-aged female cultivator saw Qin Hao's expression and felt a sense of foreboding in her heart: "Please don't kill me, I'm willing to serve you as a horse or ox, just don't kill me, I'll do anything you want."

Qin Hao scrutinized her; she was a mature, sexy middle-aged woman, still charming and considered a great beauty.

Unfortunately, Qin Hao had no intention of sparing her. The War God Spear left his hand and struck like lightning, slicing through the air. A bloody hole appeared in the chest of the middle-aged female cultivator, who died on the spot.

Qin Hao altered his appearance slightly, as he would soon encounter other cultivators, and he wanted to avoid exposing his identity.

During his time on the Southern Continent, he didn't know when his identity had been exposed. If he had disguised himself from the start, he might have avoided the ambush.

He glanced at the demonic crow, a look of hesitation flashing in his eyes: "Let's part ways here."

The demonic crow shuddered at the look in his eyes, having clearly sensed a hint of killing intent just now. Had he intended to kill me to avoid future troubles?

Qin Hao continued, "You should be aware of my abilities. This time, I'm sparing your life. It's best for you to completely forget everything that has happened between us. If you reveal my identity, there will be no place on heaven or earth where you can escape death."

The demonic crow hurriedly nodded: "Thank you, young master, for sparing my life. Until we meet again!"

With that, it flew off into the distance. Qin Hao let it go because it was a demonic beast, and wouldn't have any interactions with cultivators, thus unlikely to reveal his identity. Besides, even if his identity were leaked in the West Continent, very few would know of Qin Hao. Qin Hao was just being cautious.

After the demonic crow left, Qin Hao flew out alone. Five days later, he had flown beyond the yellow desert's expanse.

He saw a barren and desolate hilly area, the ground undulating with nothing in sight, not even a blade of grass, exuding a sense of desolation.

As Qin Hao flew through the air, he didn't encounter any demonic beasts. After ten days, he finally saw some sparse human figures, all wielding tools as if mining for ores.

Upon seeing Qin Hao in the sky, the people glanced up but continued their mining.

Qin Hao felt invigorated, realizing he was almost out. The further he flew, the more people he saw, and finally, seven days later, he left the bounds of the endless desert.

Walking on the road, he saw many people heading forward, and after a certain distance, a city appeared.

More than half an hour later, a city came into view for Qin Hao. Hanging over the city gate was a plaque with the three large gilded characters reading "Xiyang City."

However, at the city gate, there were numerous soldiers and disciples in white robes inspecting the people entering Xiyang City.

"Huh? What's happening? Why are disciples of Po Yuan Sect setting up checkpoints here?" someone who had just exited the deserted desert said curiously.

"I don't know, there must be something major happening, otherwise, why would Po Yuan Sect's disciples be out here."

Hearing their conversation, Qin Hao roughly understood what was going on; they were probably here to investigate him?

Disciples from Po Yuan Sect were checking the names and addresses of those entering the city, arresting anyone whose identity was unclear.

After killing the five elders from Po Yuan Sect, Qin Hao had checked their storage spaces and was aware of their identities and statuses within Po Yuan Sect.

Quickly, Qin Hao arrived at the city gate. A disciple from Po Yuan Sect looked him over and asked, "What's your name? Where are you from?"

"Hao Tian, from Southwest City!" Qin Hao said as he took out a plaque. It read Southwest City, Hao Tian.

"Go on in!" The disciple from Po Yuan Sect checked it and, finding no issues, let him pass.

Walking inside Xiyang City, Qin Hao observed the surrounding buildings, finding them no different from those in cities on the Southern Continent's land.

He walked deeper into the city, planning to find an inn for a meal before continuing his journey towards Central State. Currently, he was at the westernmost part of the West Continent, very far from Central State.

It would take at least a few more months to reach Central State from here. Damn those four forces, just wait for me to come back and annihilate you.

As he was contemplating, a commotion erupted in front of him. A young woman was running towards him with a group of burly men in pursuit.

The young woman's speed was not fast, and as she neared Qin Hao, the men caught up and kicked her in the back.

She stumbled forward, coincidentally falling towards Qin Hao.

Qin Hao reached out to catch the woman, preventing her from hitting the ground.

"Young master, please save me, please save me." The young woman clung to Qin Hao's arm, pleading desperately.

At that moment, five burly men in black approached: "Kid, don't meddle in the affairs of Fengyue Building. If you dare interfere, we'll capture you too."

Upon hearing the words Fengyue Building, the faces of everyone on the street changed, and they subconsciously took a few steps back, distancing themselves from Qin Hao and the young woman.

The reactions of those around didn't escape Qin Hao's eyes. It seemed like Fengyue Building was no ordinary force.

Qin Hao turned to glance at the young woman. Her skin was white, her figure graceful, she didn't look like someone from an ordinary family.

Her eyes turned red as she tightly held onto Qin Hao, "Young master, please, I beg you, if you don't save me, I'll die at their hands. I'm begging you..."

Seeing the cold indifference in the eyes of those around him, Qin Hao felt a sense of relief, grateful he hadn't become like them.

He turned his gaze to the five men in black: "I'm taking responsibility for her. You all can leave."

"Kid, are you sure you want to meddle in Fengyue Building's affairs?" The leader's face darkened in displeasure.

Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a cold, electric gaze: "I don't intend to repeat myself."

"So bold, get him and waste this kid for me."

The five men were all Innate Realm cultivators, rushing at him intending to take down Qin Hao.

Yet Qin Hao remained in place, unmoving. He threw a single punch with his right hand, sending all five flying before they could reach him.

The five figures flew back over ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood incessantly.

Stunned by this scene, the faces of the onlookers turned aghast. This young man was incredibly strong, having injured the people of Fengyue Building.