Thinking of this.

Guan Bao adjusted his breathing and, when he raised his hand again, a smile had already appeared on his face.

"I’m just happy for you, Second Brother. You continue with your cultivation, I won’t disturb you!"

After saying this,

Guan Bao turned around and left directly.

"..."

Watching Guan Bao’s departing figure, Yun Hu said nothing, and only after Guan Bao had left did the smile on Yun Hu’s face gradually fade away.

Even though Yun Hu was somewhat swayed by his emotions, his intelligence was still intact.

Yun Hu could see some subtle changes in Guan Bao, in fact, he had noticed them a long time ago.

However.

Earlier, there were still places where Guan Bao could be useful, and since Guan Bao only vented in secret without showing anything on the surface, Yun Hu didn’t bother with it.

But now...

"What a useless fool!"

With the same cultivation technique, he has yet to break through to the Grandmaster realm.

In Yun Hu’s opinion, this Guan Bao is definitely slacking off, claiming to be cultivating when he’s actually just indulging himself, with no ambition at all. Otherwise, how could he not have broken through by now?

People like this, how could they be worthy of standing by my side forever?

Back when I was still at the Early-stage Grandmaster level.

Somewhat weak and powerless, but now, I have reached the Mid-stage Grandmaster level. Although I’m not yet at the late stage, even if Wei Hongfang appeared before me now, I am confident I could defeat him.

Whether Guan Bao is here or not doesn’t seem that important anymore.

"If he listens, that’s good; if not, then..."

Saying this.

Yun Hu paused for a moment, and his eyes began to grow dangerous.

He’s merely an Innate Perfection Martial Artist, nothing to be afraid of. Such a person cultivating the War God Skill is truly a waste. Why wasn’t I the only one to get this information back then?

Shaking his head slightly, he dispelled the excess thoughts.

Yun Hu began to circulate his inner strength again.

Having just broken through, his cultivation still needed consolidation.

Moreover, as Yun Hu sees it, if he can now break through to the mid-stage of the Grandmaster Realm, then he can break through to the late stage and even achieve Grandmaster Perfection in the future.

Possibly even reaching the realm of a Grandmaster.

There’s even a chance.

To glimpse into the Land Immortal realm where Yan Fuhai is.

It’s undeniable.

As his cultivation level increased, so did his ambitions.

Moreover, this so-called War God Skill naturally affects the cultivator’s mind and will.

Previously it wasn’t obvious.

But as potential is exhausted and you reach the limits of cultivation, these effects will gradually become apparent.

"..."

"The next day!"

Guan Bao didn’t stay in the residence to cultivate as usual.

Yun Hu went to the palace, but Guan Bao did not.

Because Guan Bao knew that with Yun Hu’s visit, the position of the Nine Thousand Years Old might very well fall into Yun Hu’s hands.

Seeing Yun Hu sit in the position he had been longing for in person made Guan Bao truly worried he’d lose control and lash out in front of Yun Hu and Yan Fuhai.

If a commotion were to break out in the palace, there would be no benefits for him at all.

And for this reason.

Guan Bao used the excuse of being at a crucial stage in his cultivation to decline going to the palace with Yun Hu.

But because he couldn’t calm his mind,

Guan Bao went out drinking instead, without a single thought of cultivating!

"Damn it, why wasn’t I the only one to get the War God Skill back then!"

This is why they say not being blood-related brothers but even better than real brothers.

Both Guan Bao and Yun Hu have similar thoughts.

Both are thinking, why weren’t they the only ones to get the War God Skill back then? That way, he wouldn’t have to worry about things like this now.

"Damn it!"

After downing a cup of wine.

With emotions out of control, Guan Bao smashed the cup in his hand to pieces.

His face distorted with rage to the point of being menacing.

"..."

This sudden situation.

Made the atmosphere in the tavern fall silent for a moment.

But Guan Bao didn’t care at all about this.

He directly pulled out a silver ingot from his body and signaled the waiter.

"Didn’t you see my wine cup shattered? Get another one!"

Seeing the silver ingot, even the tavern owner who was just about to say something immediately shut his mouth and quickly signaled to the waiter.

"One moment please, sir!"

To run a tavern in a place like the Imperial City, you naturally need some guts.

The waiter also quickly replaced the wine cup for Guan Bao and skillfully cleared the shattered pieces from the ground.

For all of this.

Guan Bao didn’t even have the thought to look, continuing to drink by himself, anyway since he has money, what is there to worry about.

They say drinking to drown your sorrows only makes them worse.

The more wine Guan Bao drank, the stronger the emotions within him became rather than easing.

Truly, the more he thought about it, the more suffocated he felt.

And at this moment!

"Get out, get out! What are you doing in a tavern if you have no money!"

Sitting on the second floor, Guan Bao happened to see the scene at the tavern opposite.

He saw a disheveled figure being thrown out of the tavern.

"Outrageous, what status do you have, daring to shove me!"

"Do you think I can’t kill you?"

Wei Hongfang was also furious, and the inner strength within him began to involuntarily circulate.

He used to be the Nine Thousand Years Old, and among those in the tavern, none would dare look him in the eye, but now they dared to push him.

How could Wei Hongfang possibly accept this?

However!

Facing the formidable aura of Wei Hongfang, the tavern’s waiter seemed unfazed.