Chapter 89 Heading to Haotian Sect

a few days later.

Di Hong and Tang Yuehua went to Haotian Sect. The Sect Master Tang Wei had already known that Di Hong was coming, so he was waiting for him early.

He already knew that in two days, Di Hong's mother would come to Haotian Sect in person.

Not only him, but even the only remaining first-generation disciples of Haotian Sect, now the elders of Haotian Sect, are waiting.

The only one among them who had seen Di Hong was the Seventh Elder Tang Lie. After helping Di Hong hunt a 100,000-year soul beast, he wanted to talk about it eight times a day, leaving everyone else speechless.

Even Tang Lie, who is so proud and arrogant, admired Di Hong. They couldn't wait to meet him and see what this genius was like. He had reached the seventy-sixth level at the age of fourteen, which was almost unprecedented in the history of soul masters.

They had never heard of a fourteen-year-old Soul Saint, and the seventh soul ring was one hundred thousand years old.

Outside the gate of Haotian Sect Mountain.

A carriage stopped.

Di Hong and Tang Yuehua walked down.

Looking at the magnificent Haotian Sect in front of him, Di Hong couldn't help but marvel.

"It really deserves to be the number one sect in the world."

"This magnificent momentum alone is enough to scare away those with evil intentions."

"Let's go, let's go in." Tang Yuehua walked in front with a smile. In fact, she was a little nervous inside. She was a little afraid that her father would not approve of Di Hong.

When the gate opens, a martial arts arena comes into view. Many disciples of Haotian Sect practice here. Haotian Sect is divided into two parts. This place is basically where some collateral disciples practice, while the direct descendants of Haotian Sect are all on the mountain peaks.

The mountain peaks are towering and reach into the sky. If you look up from here, you can't see the top of the mountain at all because it is blocked by clouds and fog. There is only one mountain road that winds straight up.

Today's Haotian Sect has not gone into seclusion, nor has it moved. There is a castle at the foot of the mountain, and the real Haotian Sect is on the mountain.

The two walked into the martial arts arena, and the side disciples of Haotian Sect who were practicing looked over. They all knew Tang Yuehua, but they were not sure about the person next to Tang Yuehua. After all, not everyone knew Di Hong.

"Who is that person?"

"So handsome."

"Could it be Miss Yuehua's boyfriend?"

It is no secret in Haotian Sect that Tang Yuehua has a boyfriend.

The two came to the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain, Di Hong asked, "Did you walk all the way up from here?"

"Yes." Tang Yuehua nodded.

"Then you are quite awesome." Di Hong looked up. To walk from the foot of the mountain to the top, even a low-level soul master would need a lot of effort, but Tang Yuehua walked it often.

Tang Yuehua was speechless.

"I don't leave every day. I have rarely left Haotian Sect since I was born. The first time I left was when I was twelve years old."

"Although I'm not a soul master, it doesn't mean I can't even walk this distance. Besides, I usually take a carriage."

The mountain road was very wide, wide enough for three carriages to run side by side, so Tang Yuehua basically went up and down the mountain by riding in a carriage.

Di Hong understood it in his heart, but he was confused again. There was nothing here, but after the Haotian Sect moved in the future, if one wanted to go to the Haotian Sect, one would have to cross a very long iron chain. Under the iron chain was a deep abyss, and it would be difficult for ordinary soul masters to get across. She was not a soul master, so how did she get across?

This made him very curious.

Could it be that Tang Xiao brought her there?
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Yuehua asked puzzledly.

Di Hong shook his head: "Nothing."

He couldn't say that he was wondering how Tang Yuehua crossed the nearly 1,000-meter-long iron rope. "Would you like to experience another way to climb the mountain?" Di Hong suddenly had an idea.

"Another method?" Tang Yuehua was puzzled: "Which method?"

"Fly up." Di Hong said with a smile.

Almost none of the disciples of Haotian Sect can fly, but he has the Vermillion Bird martial spirit, so flying is not a problem for him at all.

"Okay."

Tang Yuehua was also a little excited. In her fourteen years of life, she had never experienced the feeling of flying.

Di Hong immediately activated his martial soul, but this time his Vermillion Bird wings were not covered with flames, they just appeared in the form of simple wings. If he was not a Soul Sage now and could not easily activate his martial soul form, he would have turned into Vermillion Bird directly.

Then he squatted down in front of Tang Yuehua.

"Come on up, I'll take you up."

Tang Yuehua was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks turned slightly red, and she lightly lay on Di Hong's back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Feeling the softness on his back, Di Hong's body stiffened slightly.

To be honest, this is the first time in his two lifetimes that a girl has been so close to him.

He lifted up Tang Yuehua's white thighs, flapped his wings, and then suddenly leaped into the air, his figure going straight into the clouds. For the first time, Tang Yuehua saw a different scenery, a scenery she had never seen on the top of the mountain before.

Di Hong used his soul power to protect her so that she would not be attacked by the cold wind.

Outside the mountain gate at the top of the mountain.

Tang Hao, Tang Xiao and others are here.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Tang Hao sat on the steps bored. He had been waiting here for an hour.

"Why rush? It will take them time to get here from Tiandou City." Tang Xiao was very calm.

Suddenly, a red light shot up into the sky. The two brothers immediately became alert, but when the red light landed not far from them, they immediately let down their guard.

Di Hong landed steadily on the ground. Not a single hair of Tang Yuehua was out of place on his back, but her face was red. This was her first time having close contact with Di Hong. Before in Wuhun City, she had kissed him but it was only a light touch.

Seeing Di Hong carrying his sister on his back, Tang Hao was very upset.

"Brother, why do I feel like beating him up?"

"Me too." Tang Xiao nodded. He didn't feel anything before, but now seeing Di Hong carrying Tang Yuehua on his back and the two of them being in such close contact, he also had the feeling of his delicate flower being fucked by a pig, even though Di Hong was very handsome.

The two men came over, and Di Hong couldn't help laughing when he saw Tang Hao looking like he was going to beat him up.

"You bastard, you actually want to laugh." Tang Hao pretended to be angry.

"I really want to fight with you to vent my anger."

His own sister was kidnapped, but he was still laughing. He now felt as if his gentle baby was kidnapped by a yellow-haired guy riding a will-o'-the-wild fire and wearing loafers, and then came back to show off in front of him.

"There's a spirit ring difference between us. You're a spirit emperor and I'm a spirit saint. Fighting you is bullying."

"Then we won't use soul skills or soul power, just fists and feet."

"We in the Haotian Sect put strength first. Only with strength can you have the right to speak. Only if you beat me can you convince others."

He wanted to fight with Di Hong, not because he really wanted to cause trouble, but because he had nothing better to do. The truth is that the Haotian Sect advocates strength, and without strength, everything else is nonsense. So as long as Di Hong can beat him or tie with him, the other disciples of the Haotian Sect can shut up.

Of course, he also wanted to know what Di Hong’s current strength was.

(End of this chapter)