Chapter 1929: Chapter 1928: Wealth Within Books

At this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He touched his chest.

Jumped up from the chair.

In the past, every time his brother was in trouble, he would feel a dull pain in his heart.

Could it be that his brother encountered something?

Thump thump~

At this moment, the wind chime in the room rang violently.

The originally closed door was pushed open once more.

"Let’s go out and find my brother."

Between kin, there is always a mysterious energy connecting each other.

He walked out of the room, guided by an inexplicable sense.

Then transformed into a ray of light and flew towards the west city.

Outside the west city gate.

A group of strong men threw out a middle-aged man.

That middle-aged man was Haoran Jun’s brother, named Hao Zhongtian.

At this moment, Hao Zhongtian’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, his complexion pale.

Covered in wounds from head to toe.

Clearly, he had just been violently beaten.

"Get lost, a pauper like you thinks you’re worthy to come to Tingyu Tower?"

"Don’t you know that Tingyu Tower is the property of Qingyun Sect and Sect Master Ting Yu?"

"If you dare to come to Tingyu Tower to freeload again in the future, watch me beat you to death."

The pot-bellied men cursed coldly.

Hao Zhongtian’s face twitched.

The pain radiating from his body made him grimace.

"Don’t be arrogant, my brother is Haoran Jun, someone you cannot afford to offend."

Hao Zhongtian brought up his brother’s name.

But those middle-aged men sneered at his words, with ridicule on their faces.

"Who is Haoran Jun? We haven’t heard of him."

"Oh, are you threatening us, you freeloader?"

"Brothers, hit him."

The leader gave an order.

Those few middle-aged men immediately activated their cultivation techniques.

Attacking Hao Zhongtian.

"Dragon Fist."

"Five Elements Kick."

"Bagua Palm."

Ruthless cultivation techniques attacked him fiercely.

Simultaneously, a white light suddenly descended in front of Hao Zhongtian.

A shadow was faintly visible within the white light.

It was Haoran Jun.

He waved his long sleeve.

"Ripple Dispersal Technique."

He unleashed his cultivation technique.

Ripples spread out in front of him.

Directly breaking all the incoming cultivation techniques.

Those techniques were like boulders dropped into the sea, although they stirred up fierce waves and ripples, the strength vanished in the blink of an eye.

The leading middle-aged man saw this and was shocked.

The man before him bore a nine-tenths resemblance to Hao Zhongtian.

Could he be Hao Zhongtian’s brother?

At this moment, he felt a powerful pressure, making it impossible for him to move a single step.

His feet seemed to be nailed down.

He understood immediately that he and his companions were no match for the person in front of them.

Unexpectedly, a master like this was hiding in the Blackwater Secret Realm.

He started to regret.

It seems the lives of brothers today will be lost here.

Blood Moon’s face turned extremely pale, cold sweat dripping down his back.

"Scram!"

Haoran Jun had no patience to play with these people.

These people’s lives were like ants in his eyes; killing them would only dirty his hands.

His voice fell.

A whirlwind flew out, sweeping these middle-aged men into the distance.

At this moment, Haoran Jun turned around to look at his brother.

"Brother, your skills have become more refined, congratulations."

Hao Zhongtian’s face was full of joy.

Over the years, he had wandered far and wide, making many friends.

The reason he hadn’t cultivated was because he knew his brother would one day become a great power in the Blackwater Secret Realm.

Haoran Jun glanced at his brother, a bitter smile on his lips.

"Brother, I’ll take you to a place."

Now his brother had become useless.

In Haoran Jun’s view, the only choice was to confine him in the Thousand-Character Pagoda.

The Thousand-Character Pagoda contains countless cultivation technique manuals.

If he could calmly cultivate within, he would surely enhance his skills.

With a bit of strength, he wouldn’t be bullied by this group of ants again.

"Brother, where are you taking me?"

Hao Zhongtian looked puzzled.

Haoran Jun ignored him.

He placed a hand on his shoulder and flew towards the Thousand-Character Pagoda.

Hao Zhongtian’s skills were mediocre, he closed his eyes in fear while in mid-air.

The wind sliced across his cheeks like a knife.

Soon, a pagoda appeared in front of them.

The pagoda stood by the Blackwater Lake.

The pagoda had eight floors, appearing only one meter high.

However, there was a world hidden within.

Other people did not know this, and Haoran Jun discovered this secret by chance.

They quickly landed in front of the pagoda.

"Brother, I’m sorry, you will spend the following time inside the pagoda, when your strength reaches the Heavenly Saint Boundary, you can emerge from the pagoda."

Haoran Jun’s eyes flashed with harshness.

Then he teleported Hao Zhongtian into the pagoda.

He looked up at the sky; it was pitch black.

The Alliance Hierarch selection tournament was about to start.

In the next moment, he activated spiritual energy, performing the technique of shrinking the ground to inches, suddenly disappearing from the pagoda, heading straight for the Blackwater Square.

Inside the pagoda.

Hao Zhongtian looked around, surrounded by books.

He felt restless and couldn’t focus on reading.

"Damn it."

He stood up and kicked the bookshelf.

Bam~

The next moment, having not reached the bookshelf, he fell to the ground.

Ow~

He cursed through gritted teeth.

After cursing, the pagoda became incredibly quiet once more.

The only sound he could hear was the dripping of water.

"No choice but to read then."

"Haha, you really are my good brother, heaven help us avoid this pitiful brother becoming the Alliance Hierarch."

"This brother is too heartless, not even sparing his elder brother; living in this pagoda is no different from being imprisoned."

Meanwhile.

Huang Meng, leading a skinny horse and holding a cactus, had arrived at Blackwater Square.

Although it wasn’t daylight yet.

The square was already set up.

Many people eager to participate in the Alliance Hierarch selection tournament were eager to enter the square.

However, they were stopped by the guards.

"Hero, please wait a bit, the time hasn’t come, entry to the square is not allowed."

"Even if you could enter Blackwater Square, your horse cannot; hero, please settle your steed first."

The burly guard was about two meters tall and indeed looked somewhat intimidating.

Huang Meng stroked the mane of the skinny horse.

Thinking to himself, this horse had shared hardships with him for years, although it appeared cheap and had many wounds.

But this horse had suffered injuries for him.

The bond between man and horse was deep.

Today, no matter what, he wanted to bring the warhorse into Blackwater Square, or else he wouldn’t participate in the Alliance Hierarch tournament.

"Brother, this horse is my companion, has suffered injury for me, shed blood, and our hearts are connected."

"Moreover, the cultivation technique I practice requires my partner’s cooperation to fully display its power; brother, please allow me and my horse to enter."

The burly guard surveyed Huang Meng.

This young man in front of him seemed rather decent.