Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 346 - 336 Young Master Hao
Chu Hao only shared the enjoyable parts, never mentioning the dangers he encountered, which made the eight young lads’ eyes shine with immense longing for the Great Martial World. However, the moment they remembered their slave statuses, their eyes dimmed once again.
Slaves had no future; although the Young Master was now a noble, and each year there was one quota for a slave to become a commoner, it would take a full eight years for all eight of them.
Forget it, to stay with the Chu Family was already an unexpected blessing—how could they dare to wish for more?
Chu Hao saw this but said nothing.
His return this time was precisely to overthrow the old system. To prevent Uncle Yu from worrying, he would not reveal anything beforehand. Once everything was settled, Uncle Yu naturally would no longer have cause for concern.
After everyone had their fill of food and drinks, Chu Hao excused himself, saying he wanted to take a walk. It had been two years since he had been back, and he wanted to see how much Eastern Cloud City had changed.
He did not allow anyone to accompany him. Once on the street, he began asking about Li Hao.
Li Hao, now 15 years old, became the young tyrant of Eastern Cloud City about a year ago. Despite his young age, his atrocities were egregious—beating people he disliked to a pulp, with quite a number beaten to death.
Chu Hao suddenly understood why he hadn’t heard of Li Hao before. When he was still in Eastern Cloud City, Li Hao was just 13 years old—too young to do evil and also not yet on the path of cultivation; even if he caused trouble, it wouldn’t make much of a stir.
But now, that was different; he was 15 years old.
At 15, he definitely would have started his cultivation, and with the abundance of medicinal resources at the City Lord’s Mansion, it was not difficult to advance someone to a Tenth Tier Martial Disciple within a few years. Hence, Chu Hao estimated Li Hao should now be a Second Tier, Third Tier, or even a Fourth Tier Martial Disciple.
In Eastern Cloud City, this was referred to as the Second Tier, Third Tier, Fourth Tier of the Vajra Realm, ranking among the strong.
Li Hao was born a "chosen one." With his father holding the greatest influence in the city, and his own formidable strength to bully his way through, would Li Li even teach him to cherish the citizens of the Lower World?
A crooked beam leads to a crooked wall; thus, Li Hao naturally acted recklessly and ran amok.
At such a young age, Li Hao had already learned to muddle through taverns. At this hour, he was most likely at "Jufu Tower," drinking and carousing with his cronies.
Chu Hao strode toward Jufu Tower and soon arrived at the place.
It was a tavern built after a beast tide, occupying a large area, lavishly decorated, and filled with customers—at least the first floor was already packed with people.
"Guest, how many in your party?" A waiter immediately came forward to greet him.
Chu Hao smiled faintly and said, "My companions have already arrived."
"Oh, which private room are they in? I’ll lead you there."
"I’ve forgotten the room number, but you must know the person who invited me—Li Hao by name."
"You’re a friend of Young Master Hao!" The waiter instantly showed a look of realization, "Please, please, this way. I’ll take you to them right now." He did not doubt Chu Hao’s words—who would dare?
He led Chu Hao to the fourth floor, which was much quieter. The isolated private rooms showed elegance, yet from time to time, bursts of laughter could still be heard from inside, albeit low in volume.
Upon reaching a private room, the waiter gently knocked on the door before pushing it open, saying with an obsequious smile, "Young Master Hao, another friend of yours has arrived."
"What?" Li Hao was slightly startled. Hadn’t all his friends arrived? He snorted and said, "Which friend?"
The waiter couldn’t help but wipe away his sweat. Who would invite people without knowing who had not yet arrived? He quickly realized Chu Hao had tricked him! But how could this guy dare? That was the Young City Lord, the sole heir to the City Lord, destined to rule over Eastern Cloud City.
Even the heads of the Nine Great Nobles had to be polite and respectful towards Li Hao, let alone a young man like you.
This was disastrous, it could cost him his life too.
Chu Hao patted the waiter on the shoulder and said, "Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Now go downstairs."
The waiter looked at Chu Hao with tearful eyes, thinking, who the hell are you to say it’s fine? Across from you is Li Hao, the Lord of the City’s only offspring, practically the second-most important person in Eastern Cloud City.
You dared to deceive such an important person?
He quickly stepped aside, hoping Li Hao wasn’t the vengeful type and that he would direct any anger or resentment towards Chu Hao instead.
Chu Hao entered the private room and quickly surveyed the surroundings; four men and four women, eight people in total. The four women were, of course, attendants from the tavern, all under twenty, their pretty faces flushed from drinking, dressed revealingly, and exuding a loose and dissolute air.
The four men varied in age, with the oldest appearing to be around 24 or 25, and the youngest only about 15, quite a significant gap.
"It’s you, Chu Hao!" the eldest man suddenly exclaimed.
Chu Hao glanced at him and couldn’t help revealing a smile, saying, "So it’s the Mo Family’s kid."
That man was Mo Guyun, who once bore animosity towards Chu Hao due to a misunderstanding about Chu Hao’s relationship with Zheng Siqi. At Old Master Fu’s grand birthday celebration, he had his younger brother, Mo Xuannan, challenge Chu Hao, but Mo Xuannan ended up getting violently beaten by Chu Hao, and he himself was thrashed by Fu Xue, which led to a deep-seated grudge.
However, Chu Hao later became nobility, while their father, Mo Feihong, was killed by Ma Jicheng, leading to a dramatic reversal in their statuses. The Mo brothers didn’t even have the right to appear before Chu Hao anymore.
Now, hearing Chu Hao address him as "Mo Family’s kid" with the tone of an elder, Mo Guyun, despite feeling extremely displeased, could only tolerate it because the other party was nobility, enjoying privileges including killing him on the spot and merely needing to compensate with some money.
Was his life only worth some gold and silver?
"Guyun, is this your friend?" the approximately 15-year-old teenager asked, although he was the youngest here, he was seated in the highest position, with an aura of looking down on others, obviously none other than Li Hao.
Indeed, Mo Guyun immediately responded, "Young Master Hao, I could not possibly climb to the privilege of such a friendship. Hehe, this is Chu Hao, one of the Nine Great Nobles of Eastern Cloud City, though he has disappeared for over two years, with no one knowing where he went."
Li Hao let out an ’oh’, Nine Great Nobles? Pfft, Nine Great Slaves is more like it. He revealed a smile and asked, "Do you have a feud with him?"
"Just some minor conflicts," Mo Guyun did not hide the truth.
"Haha, I’ll vent your anger for you," Li Hao laughed, appearing quite casual. In his eyes, what did it matter if Chu Hao had the status of nobility? It still was his father who had granted that status. If he wanted to crush Chu Hao, he would crush him, and if he wanted to roll him flat, he would do so.
Mo Guyun was overjoyed. From intentionally revealing Chu Hao’s name, he had already been plotting, aiming to have Li Hao stand up for him. He hastily said, "Thank you, Young Master Hao."
"It’s nothing. We’re friends, aren’t we? If I don’t take care of your matters, who will?" Li Hao waved his hand.
A look of gratitude appeared on Mo Guyun’s face, but what he truly thought, only he himself knew.
"Brother Mo, Young Master Hao really looks out for you," a young man commented with a mix of envy and jealousy.
"That’s because our Young Master Hao is magnanimous and loyal to his friends," another young man seized the opportunity to suck up.
Both of these young men were quite young, only a few years older than Li Hao, and must have risen to prominence in the past two years; otherwise, they would not have been so casual upon hearing the name Chu Hao, who had once defeated the veteran Vajra Realm powerhouse Ma Jicheng.
One of them was named Chen Bo, and the other Huang Ting, both descendants of the nobility.
"Chu Hao, do you know who I am?" Li Hao turned his gaze towards Chu Hao, the corners of his mouth bearing a mocking smile, as if Chu Hao was just a bit of unexpected amusement for him.
And he was only 15 years old; showing off in front of his followers was one of his pastimes. What could possibly be better at proving his status than stepping on a noble?
Chu Hao walked into the private room and casually took a seat.
"How insolent!" Huang Ting and Chen Bo shouted in unison; this kid actually had the audacity to take a seat without invitation, a bold move indeed.
Mo Guyun was smiling, too. The more arrogant Chu Hao behaved now, the harder Li Hao would crush him later. However, he was a bit puzzled. Did Chu Hao not know Li Hao’s identity? Even if he himself was currently nobility, the other party was after all the son of the City Lord.
"Interesting!" Li Hao revealed a smile. Since his birth, no one had ever dared to act so brazenly in front of him, which kindled in him a sense of novelty. He now wanted even more to trample Chu Hao and make this proud man bow down before him.
"I am Li Hao, my father is the City Lord!" He disclosed his identity, puffing up his chest proudly.
Chu Hao stared back, retorting, "I don’t care who your father is; you beat up an old man at noon, who happens to be my kin!"
"Hahahaha!" Li Hao suddenly burst into laughter, appearing very self-indulgent and arrogant, almost bringing himself to tears before finally stopping and saying, "So you’ve come here now just to inform Young Master of this matter?"
Chu Hao replied with a faint smile, "Wrong, wrong, wrong. You severely injured Uncle Yu, and without my timely rescue, he would have undoubtedly died. Therefore, I’m also going to leave you seriously injured. As for whether anyone dares to save you... well, that I do not know."
"You’ve got nerve!" Huang Ting and Chen Bo were quick to criticize; this was, of course, the perfect time to kiss up to Li Hao.
Li Hao, however, had a grim look and glared at Chu Hao fiercely, saying, "Since he was almost killed by me, why did you save him? Those who offend me only have one path – death. You dare to save him! Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!"
Well, this guy’s arrogance had truly reached a certain level.
"Be careful, Young Master Hao, he was already at the Third Tier of the Vajra Realm over two years ago. His strength must have progressed further by now, and he might have reached the Fifth Tier," Mo Guyun warned seemingly with concern, but in reality, he was cementing the "fact" of Chu Hao’s malicious intents.
Li Hao snorted, saying, "Is Young Master not at the Fifth Tier of the Vajra Realm?" He had been soaked in various medicinal concoctions since the age of 13 and had taken numerous strength-enhancing drugs; by this time, he had reached the Fifth Tier of the Vajra Realm.
In fact, rapidly increasing one’s strength through medicines was not a good thing, but he was young and impetuous, believing that Realm was everything and no amount of advice could sway him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
