Destined Martial God

"Yu Haoran, who is that brat's ancestor?"    

Ever since they had left the Withering Blood Mountain Range, Tower Spirit had been in the Domain Tower organizing the large amount of refining materials they had harvested from the Gu Liang Family, while pondering about how to refine a type of artifact that could display the characteristics of the Ancestral Voodoo Body for Yu Haoran.    

As a result, he was not in the mood to bother with Yu Haoran, nor was he interested in getting to know or get to know him.    

However, when he heard Teng Yunjie mention the Arm Clearing Ape in the Valley of Death, he was immediately interested.    

This was because he had a deep friendship with that Arm Divine Ape's ancestor, one of the four ancient spirit monkeys. He wanted to take care of it as long as it was within his capabilities.    

When he heard that the Teng Clan ancestor had only managed to escape from the Penetrating Arm Ape's fist technique by self-detonating a low-grade Zun Stage magic tool and overdrawing one-third of his elemental energy and soul power, a trace of doubt immediately emerged in his heart.    

"It seems to be a quasi-Martial Emperor whose laws have just been fused with her soul!" Combined with Teng Yunjie's initial request for him to refine the Seven Lives Mysterious Gate Pill, Yu Haoran guessed.    

"Yu Haoran, you better confirm this with that brat."    

Hearing that Yu Haoran was not 100% sure of the Teng Clan ancestor's true cultivation, the Tower Spirit reminded him.    

"Because I suspect that the injuries of the Teng Clan's ancestor are not as easy as he claimed."    

"Senior Martial Brother Teng, what is your Martial Ancestor's true cultivation level?"    

Tower Spirit's reminder caused Yu Haoran to suddenly think of the terrifying strength that the arm-clearing ape had displayed when capturing the python, and also worried that a Nine Yang Soul Recovery Pill would not be able to truly cure his injury. He thus followed Tower Spirit's instructions, and asked with a solemn expression.    

"Junior Brother Yu, my ancestor just advanced into the realm of a quasi-Martial Emperor half a year ago!"    

Since he was requesting Yu Haoran to refine a top-notch healing pellet, Teng Yunjie could not continue concealing the true strength of his ancestor, and replied honestly.    

"A mere beginner Martial Emperor, able to escape with just your soul being severely injured. You guys underestimate the power of the Penetrating Arm Ape's fist techniques." Hearing that the Teng family ancestor's cultivation was only at the quasi-Martial Emperor, the Tower Spirit couldn't help but mock him.    

"Tower Spirit, what do you mean?" Not understanding the reason behind Tower Spirit's mocking laugh, Yu Haoran immediately asked.    

"Yu Haoran, although I have not personally witnessed the battle between the Teng Clan's ancestor and the Penetrating Arm Ape, but according to my understanding, when facing an opponent of the quasi-Martial Emperor realm, it must have used the Confining Heaven Fist technique that was passed down through its ancestors."    

Tower Spirit explained in detail.    

"With the strength of that Back Connecting Ape, it will be able to unleash the Heaven Trapping Earth Fist Art and reach the realm of the third tribulation quasi-Martial Emperor."    

"With my strength at the early stage of Martial Emperor, the final result can be seen when I face off against the fist techniques of three stages of the quasi-Martial Emperor."    

"If my guess is correct, the soul of the Meng Clan's Patriarch is on the verge of collapse."    

After hearing the Tower Spirit's detailed explanation, Yu Haoran couldn't help but sink into deep thought.    

The Rank Three Nine Yang Soul Recovery Pill was a top healing pill for the soul. However, when faced with the soul that was about to collapse, not only was it not a healing pill, it was also a life-saving poison.    

After thinking about it again and again, Yu Haoran finally decided to ask the Tower Spirit to personally examine the injuries on the Meng Family's ancestor's soul. After confirming his true condition, he would apply medicine to the patient.    

"Martial Brother Teng, with my current alchemy cultivation, the success rate of refining a Grade Three First Grade Nine Soul Recovery Pill is ninety percent."    

Seeing the joy on Teng Yunjie's face, Yu Haoran had no choice but to cruelly refuse.    

"But I can't help you refine it."    

The smile that had just appeared on his face instantly froze. Teng Yunjie was a little disappointed, but also somewhat angry as he questioned him.    

"Why?"    

"Senior Teng, I cannot let you become the murderer of our ancestor, nor can I allow you to become the sinner of the Tianwu Gate." Not because of Teng Yunjie's anger, not because of any dissatisfaction in his heart, Yu Haoran sincerely said.    

"Junior brother Yu, I don't understand!" In the face of Yu Haoran's sincere response, the anger on Teng Yunjie's face instantly disappeared as he asked with a face full of doubt.    

"Senior Teng, I once entered the inner valley of the Valley of Death, and not only did I get to know the elder, but I also have a certain friendship with him."    

"Therefore, I understand its true strength very well."    

Soon after, Yu Haoran told Teng Yunjie about the fist techniques that the Tower Spirit could use against the Arm Clearing Ape, the power that the fist techniques could eventually form, and the Teng Clan ancestor's true condition after being heavily injured.    

After hearing Yu Haoran's detailed introduction to the Back Connecting Ape's strength and guess of his clan's ancestor's injuries, Teng Yunjie felt even more remorse and at the same time, asked this question with a bit of panic.    

"Junior brother Yu, then what should I do?"    

"Senior Teng, if you believe my words for sure, then it would be best for you to bring your ancestor to the Xianyang City. After I carefully examine him, then you can decide on the final treatment." Yu Haoran suggested.    

"Junior Brother Yu, the position of the Patriarch is too important. It could be said that it would affect the entirety of my body. With my position and strength, I, Teng Yunjie, have no right to decide whether or not I can take the Patriarch over to the Xianyang City." Faced with Yu Haoran's suggestion, Teng Yunjie said with a wry smile.    

"Senior Teng, then go back and tell your Tianwu Gate's Sect Leader and the elders that I, Yu Haoran, have been in a good mood recently. I plan to refine a cauldron of Seven Lives Mysterious Gate Pill in advance."    

Yu Haoran understood Teng Yunjie's difficulties, so he had already thought of a solution for him, and said with a stern expression.    

"If you want to obtain a Seven Lives Mysterious Gate Pill ahead of time, then it would be best if you can rush to Xianyang City within five days. Otherwise, when my mood is normal, it would be possible for me to reduce the success rate of refining a Seven Lives Mysterious Gate Pill to less than ten percent."    

"Junior Brother Yu, thank you!"    

The success rate of concocting a pill would increase along with the constant progress of the alchemist's Cultivation base. There was no possibility of it dropping any further, unless it was controlled by someone else.    

Therefore, Teng Yunjie knew that Yu Haoran had used a method that threatened the Sect Leader to bring the Patriarch to the Xianyang City for him. How could this not make him excited?    

"Senior Teng, this matter cannot be delayed. You should return to the Tianwu Gate immediately, and try to bring your ancestor back to the Xianyang City as soon as possible." Waving his hand to indicate that Teng Yunjie did not need to be so courteous, Yu Haoran suggested.    

"Princess Ling Fei, may I trouble you to inform His Majesty that I, Teng Yunjie, have urgent matters to attend to and will be returning to the Tianwu Gate first?" Nodding, Teng Yunjie turned to Qin Lingfei and requested.    

"Don't worry, Big Brother Yun Jie. Ling Fei will help you explain to royal father." Nodding, Qin Lingfei indicated for her to understand.    

"Junior brother Yu, thank you!"    

After cupping his fists in thanks, Teng Yunjie immediately rose into the air, and then quickly left the Xianyang City.