Urban Magic Eye

The three girls called out Lee Hao's name at the same time. It didn't make sense that Lee Hao was involved in this.    

Yu Huan stood up and exclaimed, "I remember that Lee Hao said just now that he would thank Xiaoya and that there would be good rewards for good people. Is this Lee Hao's reward?"    

If this was Lee Hao's reward, then the reward was not light. It was just that the three girls found it hard to accept because that sort of thing already surpassed their knowledge and completely overturned their view of the world.    

No matter how puzzled the three girls were, things had already happened and it was a good thing. While the two girls were happy for Zhao Xiaoya, they were also envious of her. No matter how pretty she was, she always minded her being prettier.    

Unfortunately, Lee Hao left without saying anything. Even if they had any thoughts, they could only hide it deeply in their hearts.    

After eating dinner, the three girls returned to their respective bedrooms. However, one could imagine that the three girls must have been tossing and turning on this night, unable to fall asleep.    

Especially Zhao Xiaoya. As the main character in this matter, she still felt as if she was in a dream. What made her even more conflicted was Lee Hao's aura on her bed …    

Since the three girls didn't sleep well, Lee Hao was not idle either. At this moment, he was standing on a dark corner, silently looking forward.    

In front of him was a middle-aged man in his forties who stood at the side of the street. He was plain looking and dressed very simply. He was the type of person that could be ignored by the crowd.    

However, this was just an ordinary person's thought, while Lee Hao had his eyes on him, because this person was not a mortal, but a Cultivator. His current appearance was also not his original appearance.    

This kind of illusion technique was enough to trick ordinary people's eyes, but it was almost impossible to trick the Cultivator. Of course, it couldn't fool Lee Hao either, as Lee Hao was able to see through it.    

Lee Hao had been staring at this person for a long time. Half an hour ago, Lee Hao was walking aimlessly on the streets when he suddenly felt a fluctuation in the spiritual energy. He immediately opened his eye and found that Cultivator was also walking aimlessly on the streets.    

Lee Hao was very curious about what these Cultivator who had just entered the Desolation Land would do, so he chose to follow him and see what kind of tricks he would create.    

Cultivator, who had changed into the appearance of an Earth human, looked at the endless flow of pedestrians and cars on the street, with a faint shocked expression on his face.    

This person sighed: "I originally thought that without spirit energy, there wouldn't be any changes in the Desolation Land, but I didn't think that they would actually develop another kind of civilization, this is rather interesting and urgent."    

"Unfortunately, external objects are only a small path after all. Although the weapons that have been developed are not weak, it's a pity that they are still extremely weak. They can be strangled with a single finger. Truly too weak."    

"But these things are not useless!" The man sized up the women who passed by and laughed: "Although these women look ordinary, but their clothing is several times better than that of Spirit Realm. It's quite interesting."    

"What a pity!" The man shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that these women all have mortal bodies and lack spiritual energy. Instead of doing things like this, they would even lose their own cultivation. "For a moment of happiness, it would be a bit of a loss if he were to obstruct the path of cultivation!"    

The matter of men and women was originally a matter of Yin and Yang complementing each other. If one side was too strong and the other side was too weak, the weak would naturally benefit. As for the strong, they would naturally suffer. The women of Earth had no cultivation at all, and were hundreds of times weaker than the Cultivator. When they did that kind of thing, they could only receive benefits and not the Cultivator.    

Of course, there was nothing absolute in this world. There were some cultivation techniques that were extremely insidious, and emphasized that only those who entered could squeeze out the last bit of the value of others.    

Although mortals couldn't cultivate, they still had things they could use inside their body, such as their qi and blood. These things were essential for those who cultivated demonic arts.    

Lee Hao was able to see through his cultivation base with one glance, and what he cultivated was not the Five Elements Spirit Art on the crappy streets of Spirit Realm, but a water attribute cultivation technique. Even though it was a little stronger than the Five Elements Spirit Art, it was not much stronger, and his cultivation was at the late stage of the Qi Refining stage.    

The man's words were all heard by Lee Hao even though he was speaking softly. So far, Lee Hao was quite satisfied with the man's words. At least, he wasn't someone who killed the innocent.    

Lee Hao was about to leave. He couldn't possibly keep an eye on this Cultivator who had just arrived in Desolation Land, right! But just at this time, the Cultivator who had been silent all this while suddenly moved.    

"This is?"    

Lee Hao looked at Cultivator who was suddenly accelerating forward, a fierce look flashed past his eyes. Just as he wanted to spare your life, he did not expect himself to be courting death.    

Lee Hao also quickened his pace and followed behind them. Soon, the two of them appeared in a small district.    

Lee Hao was no stranger to this place, because he just came from here.    

Cultivator's goal was very clear, and surprise hung on his face. Evidently, he had discovered something good just now.    

His footsteps were fast, and so was Lee Hao's. Before he had walked far, he had already appeared in front of Cultivator, blocking the other party's path.    

With someone blocking his way, this person didn't even show the slightest bit of panic. It was clear that he had a lot of confidence in his own ability.    

"What are you doing?" The Cultivator reprimanded.    

"What do you want?" Lee Hao asked.    

"You care about me? "Hahaha!"    

Cultivator started laughing, he felt that it was extremely funny, a mere mortal actually dared to block Cultivator's path, and asked what he wanted to do, was he thinking that he had lived too long, and wanted to court death?    

Towards mortals, Cultivator was like looking at ants, completely ignoring them. People who dared to overestimate their own abilities, no matter what, would be killed by a single palm from Cultivator.    

This person also thought the same. Having his way blocked by a mortal, he felt extremely humiliated. He coldly snorted, "You're courting death!"    

Before he finished speaking, this person had already arrived beside Lee Hao. He did not use any Tao techniques, techniques, or magic treasures but just casually threw out a palm.    

This seemingly simple palm strike was not simple at all. It was not about how much strength he had used, but there was a faint layer of Fa Li attached to it.    

For example, during Immortal Lake Village, the Daoist's strength was far inferior to Lee Hao's, but his casual palm strike was able to break a hundred-year old tree and even turn it into dust.    

Regarding Cultivator's Fa Li, mortals would definitely not be able to withstand it. With just a little bit, he could take away a mortal's life.    

In other words, this palm attack was meant to take Lee Hao's life!    

"Are you looking to die?"    

Lee Hao had a disdainful expression on his face. If it was any other mortal, they would obviously die. However, when they met him, they could only blame the person in front of them for losing his life.    

While Lee Hao was deep in thought, the man's palm had already landed on him. Lee Hao didn't have any defense and just let that palm strike hit his body.    

Bang!    

A deep muffled sound could be heard from the man's palm. According to the man's guess, Lee Hao should have immediately been blown away and died from spitting blood. But the result? Lee Hao stood there unharmed and looked at Ye Zichen with disdain.