Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 319 - 309: Fair Bell

Chu Hao battled Han Zongxin.

This was extremely sensational, as Chu Hao had previously fought with Feng Haizhong. Both Feng Haizhong and Han Zongxin were either disciples of Tu Honglie or followers of his disciples, while Chu Hao was a disciple of Zhang Tianhua.

The grievances between Tu and Zhang were no secret within the Spirit Spring Sect.

This battle, would it be another victory for the Zhang Faction, or a comeback for the Tu Faction? Logically speaking, everyone naturally tended toward Han Zongxin’s victory. It was obvious, one was a Warrior, and the other was only from the Martial Sect; even a fool would know where to place their bets.

But here was the problem—Chu Hao was no fool. He daringly challenged Han Zongxin, knowing full well that Han was a Warrior. This couldn’t possibly be a move aiming for self-humiliation.

Did Chu Hao possess some sort of winning secret?

Because of such speculation, a few elements of suspense remained in the battle where there was a huge disparity in realms, sparking even more anticipation about what secret weapon Chu Hao was hiding to dare challenging Han Zongxin.

A day passed quickly.

Chu Hao and Han Zongxin appeared almost simultaneously at the clearing at the foot of the mountain, where internal sparring within the Spirit Spring Sect generally took place.

"Senior Brother Yue has arrived," the crowd buzzed. In recent years, Yue Feng had become a godlike figure within the Spirit Spring Sect, fated to be a great personage whose name would shake the world, eliciting endless admiration from others.

Yue Feng remained handsome and impressive. Behind him followed two young men, one of whom remarkably had one arm severed—Fu Haizhong.

For a martial artist, the loss of an arm was akin to the loss of half their future prospects. Yet, Yue Feng still kept Fu Haizhong by his side—was this a true display of his magnanimity, or merely for show?

Only he knew the answer.

Fu Haizhong looked at Chu Hao with undisguised resentment in his eyes. His spirit and presence had not diminished due to the loss of an arm; in fact, they had deepened, and his strength had clearly advanced a step further.

Even after suffering two major losses at Chu Hao’s hands, even becoming handicapped, his confidence had not been shaken, but instead had grown, living up to his name as a talent.

Several more dazzling young individuals, like gods, arrived. Although they didn’t have Yue Feng’s presence, they still elicited exclamations from the crowd.

Young Heavenly King Duan Jing, Ten-sided Demon Hand Bao Wen, Hell Fire Fen Tian, Silver Lotus Fairy Zhao Yu—these four were outstanding members of the younger generation within the Spirit Spring Sect. Although their reputations and strength didn’t match Yue Feng’s, who could be certain that they wouldn’t catch up and have a moment of explosive growth in strength?

Normally, even a battle between two Warriors wouldn’t attract the interest of these young prodigies, let alone Chu Hao who was merely from the Martial Sect. But it was precisely because of this that their curiosity was piqued, they wanted to know what gave Chu Hao the audacity to do it.

—Could the newly topped first place of the Fledgling Dragon List be a fool?

The young leaders took their seats one by one. Meanwhile, not a single one of the older generation of powerhouses appeared. Presumably, a fight of this level wasn’t significant enough to demand their attention, but it was possible that a few old monsters were watching secretly from the shadows.

Indeed, on the top of a tree at one corner, War Emperor Tianshuang was perched with the Barbaric Girl, gnawing on chicken legs, looking down from above.

"Chu Hao, from where do you muster the courage to challenge me?" Han Zongxin stood arrogantly in front of Chu Hao, speaking disdainfully.

Chu Hao simply smiled and said, "You’re but a First Tier Warrior, don’t think too highly of yourself."

Upon hearing this, an uproar resonated throughout the crowd.

If it was a Ten Meridians martial master against a Single-Meridian Martial Sect, that statement wouldn’t be too excessive, because the only qualitative change from martial master to Martial Sect was the addition of Starlight, and the boost in strength wasn’t outrageous.

But the leap from Martial Sect to Warrior was too great, so vast that Martial Sects could only look up in awe.

"Hahaha!" Han Zongxin laughed heartily. He took out a small golden bell and said, "I know, you must have obtained some treasure from the Black Heaven Sect that granted you Warrior-level combat power. But do you know what this bell is?"

"The Fair Bell!" someone exclaimed.

Upon hearing this name, the crowd began discussing animatedly, talking about the marvelous uses of the bell.

This was an artifact passed down from Ancient Times, a treasure found by Tu Honglie in a certain ancient site, which nullified the effect of all Ancient treasure artifacts—yes, it targeted only Ancient treasure artifacts.

Because of its function, the bell earned the title of "Fair Bell," its original name long since forgotten in the annals of history.

Nowadays, treasure artifacts at most enhanced a martial artist’s combat power by a fraction, nowhere near comparable to the Tool-Forging Techniques of Ancient Times. So, if Chu Hao was using a modern treasure artifact, how could a mere increment in combat power bridge the gap to a Warrior? But if he was using an Ancient treasure artifact... sorry, then it couldn’t unleash even the slightest bit of its power.

This practically sealed off any possibility for Chu Hao to win.

Yue Feng, Duan Jing, and others all shook their heads slightly. An Ancient treasure artifact was Chu Hao’s only chance of victory, but now that even this path was blocked, Chu Hao naturally had no hope at all.

"Eh, the Soul Extinguishing Bell actually fell into this kid’s hands?" Fat Cat exclaimed in surprise, swiftly jumping onto Chu Hao’s shoulder, whispering, "Hao, find a way to get your hands on that bell!"

"What’s it good for?" Chu Hao asked in return.

"I fancy hanging a bell around my neck," Fat Cat absurdly declared.

Chu Hao glanced at the fat cat with a face full of distrust. The cat was full of nonsense, and the words ’loyalty and righteousness’ were regarded as nothing but farts in its eyes; trusting it would be a fool’s errand. He shook his head and said, "Even if I were to snatch that treasure artifact away, would Tu Honglie just let it go? Can you withstand the wrath of a War King?"

"If direct means won’t work, then let’s rely on subtlety. I must get that bell!" Fat Cat gritted its teeth and with a light hop, landed to one side.

Chu Hao was astonished. This bell was clearly more than just ’fair’ to make Fat Cat so desperately want it. He became intent on getting it. If there was an opportunity, he would have to take that bell into his hands.

"Chu Hao, do you still wish to battle?" Han Zongxin said proudly, his face brimming with disdain.

A mere Martial Sect dares to challenge me? Bullshit.

"Why not?" Chu Hao replied with a faint smile. He had never intended to rely on any treasure artifact. What did the Fair Bell matter to him? It had no effect on him whatsoever.

Still dare to battle?

Everyone was greatly surprised. The Fair Bell had already been brought out, how could he turn the tables? Could it be that Chu Hao had taken some kind of drug that could rapidly boost his strength for a short time? But such drugs would certainly have strong side effects, and for a peerless talent like Chu Hao, was it worth paying such a price?

"Haha, since you’re so stubbornly delusional, then let’s fight!" Han Zongxin said coldly. Being forced to face a Martial Sect in combat had been a blow to his dignity, so he would thoroughly teach Chu Hao a lesson as retribution for his little brother.

Chu Hao grinned and said, "It should have been this way from the start."

Han Zongxin frowned slightly. Why was Chu Hao still so composed? Out of the ordinary events must have demons behind them, could it be that the opponent still had some tricks up his sleeve? He dared not be careless; this was a battle where he stood to gain little glory from winning but would suffer a great loss if defeated.

Chu Hao clenched his fists and said, "Han Zongxin, your character is flawed. Out of respect for our same sect, I will give you a good lesson today, so that you won’t go out and lose the face of the Spirit Spring Sect in the future."

Bullshit!

Han Zongxin’s face immediately turned unsightly. What are you, just a mere Martial Sect, to talk about teaching me a lesson? Such a statement could only be made by his master, Tu Honglie, not even Yue Feng would dare to overstep.

With anger rising, he pointed a finger at Chu Hao. Boom, a beam of purple light shot out.

Chu Hao raised his fist to meet it. Bang, a loud noise echoed as the purple light hit his fist, but it was like water crashing onto a rock, shattering immediately into countless tiny streams of light.

What!

Seeing this scene, everyone was incredibly surprised.

This punch was completely unadulterated, a true display of Chu Hao’s real strength.

Although it was unclear how much strength Han Zongxin had used, being able to shatter a Warrior’s attack with one punch, could a Martial Sect do that?

Freakish!

Young kings like Yue Feng, Duan Jing, and Bao Wen all revealed looks of amazement; this scene was something they had not anticipated at all.

"First Tier Martial Sect, Double Great Perfection!" From afar, War Emperor Tianshuang muttered, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, "I never expected this youngster to actually take this step! The ancient texts say, reaching Double Great Perfection within the Three Minor Realms can grant strength comparable to that of Low Tier Warriors. But the most terrifying weapon is Starlight; even the liquefied Star Force of a Warrior cannot resist it, it can increase one’s power by at least a whole realm."

"Heh heh, our sect really has picked up a gem this time."

"Girl, don’t just play all the time, otherwise, you might get left behind by this young man," the Old War Emperor said to the Barbaric Girl, his face showing a doting expression, "You are an Innate Body Cultivator, destined to become one of the strongest beings in the world!"

"Oh!" The girl responded briskly.

War Emperor Tianshuang couldn’t help but twitch his wrinkled face. The girl was truly an epitome of heartlessness, regardless of how readily she agreed now, once she turned around, she would definitely fall back into her rhythm of mad play.

In fact, the girl’s progress in cultivation was not slow at all; her physique was about to step into being at par with a Warrior. The so-called barrier seemed non-existent for her. But it was for this very reason that the Old War Emperor disliked wasting such a heavenly gift. If she could work a little harder, wouldn’t her advancement in the realm be even faster?

He must be more resolute in the future, not to soften his heart at her pleading. Untempered jade will not become a useful object; if they could not carve this beautiful jade into a peerless powerhouse, even the heavens would not forgive them for such wastefulness.

"How is this possible!" Han Zongxin’s face was filled with shock. He had used at least fifty percent of his power in that strike, but it had been effortlessly dispelled by Chu Hao. How could he accept this?

Just a Martial Sect, damn it.

Chu Hao smiled faintly and said, "I told you, I’m going to teach you a good lesson. Did you think I was joking?"

Han Zongxin was immensely shocked at first, but upon hearing those words, was exasperated to the point of near-death. He snorted and said, "So what if you’ve blocked my one strike? That punch didn’t even use one percent of my true combat power."

Indeed, not only had he not used his full strength, but he also hadn’t utilized any Martial Techniques. His statement wasn’t an exaggeration.

"Then let’s go all out in this fight!" Chu Hao took the initiative to attack, dashing towards Han Zongxin.