716 Real Name Jinhao (1/2)

When the darkness passed through, for an entire 100 miles, it was totally dark.

And when the darkness retreated, the white glow was still there, only it was much dimmer than before.

The long sword in Little Gold's hand slashed once more. This time it was the Origin White Sword!

An blinding white glow exploded outward. It repelled Spiritual Sense and shone like a bright light in the night sky.

Little Gold's body shone a golden light.

Many runes appeared on it and then slowly retracted.

Its aura was several times stronger than before!

It had already passed the lightning tribulation and stepped into the Spirit Realm.

This was only the start. Following this, its strength would explosively increase.

The initial day after the tribulation, his combat strength would be ten times what it was at Grade-9.

This growth period would only end half a year later.

What was more important was that this fellow was already his Natural Protector Beast.

This was his first Spirit Beast and in terms of connection, it was even above the Lightning Winged Dragon and Hanxi!

After Little Gold sliced open the last lighting tribulation, its body was recovering at an insane rate. However, its source energy was still injured and needed healing.

Little Gold didn't immediately sleep, but turned around and spoke to Zong Shou.

It was like a kid speaking, one couldn't make out what it was saying. However, Zong Shou smiled and knew that Little Gold was protesting its name.

In the past, it couldn't speak and was very fearful, but now it had grown up.

Now it was time for it to have a real name.

Thinking about it, Zong Shou asked, ”Little Gold Dog? Gold Egg. No? Then Gold Bug. I heard that the more stupid the name sounds, the easier it is to survive...”

Little Gold was anxious, its face which looked exactly the same as Zong Shou's appeared as if it had been wronged. It still chattered on, so anxious it couldn't say anything.

Zong Shou laughed, his expression turning serious, ”Your real name would be Jinhao!”

Hanxi was named after the sun. Hanxi also honored Zong Shou's wish for it to retract its violent energy.

Little Gold was different, the name represented the blazing sun. Zong Shou hoped for it to be as eye-catching as the sun at noon, shining everywhere and giving off a bright light.

Little Gold's eyes lit up and then it turned back into a jelly-like shape.

It was already in deep sleep, returning back to its normal state.

Zong Shou could sense that the words Jinhao were forming in its core. It was also absorbing the bloodline ability left by its ancestors.

Zong Shou was looking forward. He didn't know how strong this fellow would be when it woke up.

Wanxiang descendant, it probably wouldn't disappoint him.

Especially at this time, the help for him was huge.

In the next moment, he took out a message talisman. It was from Gantian Mountain to tell him about the situation in Donglin.

”12 noon, Wuyang Canyon Path destroyed, commerce path broken, 743 casualties...”

”12:30 pm, Xu Zhengyuan was attacked, suffering heavy injuries.”

”1:15 four Rainbow City ships were sunk, 30,000 people's whereabouts are unknown.”

”2 pm, Longxiang City was struck. As we were prepared, the losses were minimal.”

Compared to a day ago, the Daoling Vast Habitat Cultivators were much more careful.

Donglin Cloud Continent didn't have high numbers of casualties occurring.

The deaths of Spirit Realm and Grade-9 Cultivators were greatly reduced.

Only two of them died today.

However, it struck his weakness; cutting off ocean trade was like cutting off his arm...

After the entire day, the number of casualties was also shocking and it made him furious. 52,000? That was similar to the number of Taoist Faction members he killed.

Startled for a moment, he burned the letter in his hand.

This Taoist Faction really made his killing intent rise up! He didn't feel any pity or guilt toward those who died.

Cultivation was to stop war, to use wars to stop other cultivators; to kill to stop killing! Pay blood with blood!

A cold glow flashed in his eyes. He closed it and started to meditate.

The fight tomorrow night was going to be crucial. He still needed to prepare for Yugang Ping An Temple.

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Outside of the Cloud World, deep within the void, there were four people.

They had different expressions. Two Taoist cultivators had rage in their eyes.

A Confucian who was around 30 who had a sword by his waist was looking ahead, emotionless.

The other had a purple face, was wearing a red robe and smiled.

If one looked carefully, one could see that there were numerous shadows struggling beneath his feet.

”Mingyu!”