The small woods south of the city.
Zhang Xiaohao found a secluded spot, swept the area with his Soul Power, and confirmed that no one was around.
He found a piece of flat land.
With a flick of his sleeve, he took out all the gold from the Shennong Ring.
Tens of thousands of pounds of gold fell to the ground, causing the earth to jump, dust flying everywhere. It took a while for the dust to settle.
"Hmm, not bad! There’s actually a little over ten thousand pounds," Zhang Xiaohao said, after a sweep of his Soul Power.
He approximated the total amount of gold.
With a single tap on the ground, he flashed up, and landed atop the small mountain of gold.
Sitting cross-legged on top of the gold mountain, he circulated his Soul Power and covered a three-mile radius.
He kept watch over the surroundings.
As time went on, about ten more minutes passed.
Figures in masks, dressed in night clothes and holding Hundred Refinement Fine Blades, moved swiftly toward this area.
Looking at their direction, it seemed they were coming for him.
"Interesting! They’ve actually targeted me, quite courageous!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He just sat on top of the small gold mountain, without gathering all the gold back up.
He wanted to see exactly who was bold enough to set their sights on him.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Sounds of powerful breaking through the air rose, followed by more masked figures rushing over in quick succession.
When all the masked figures had stopped, there were nearly two hundred of them.
Each one emitted a formidable aura; the weakest among them were at the Foundation Establishment Realm, the leader even possessed the strength of the Void Transformation Realm, and there were also some in the Control Realm and Hundred Veins Realm.
"Hmm! Something’s not right! Why is there only one person?" the leader said with a frown.
By the sound of it, he seemed to be an elderly man.
"My lord! Whether the situation is right or not, the gold is right here. Looking at this pile, there are at least ten thousand gold, maybe even more! As long as we kill that stinking brat on top, the gold is ours," one of the masked figures said.
"Hmm, you’re right! Regardless of the head count, at least the amount of gold is correct! Just kill that little rascal and the gold is ours," the leader said with a murderous intent.
He waved his hand authoritatively.
"Encircle him! Don’t let even a fly escape!"
"As you command, my lord!" the group of masked figures responded respectfully.
Over two hundred people immediately encircled Zhang Xiaohao, making it impossible for anything to get through, three layers in and three layers out, all looking at him with murder in their eyes.
"You little rascal! I’m asking you, where did you get this gold from?" the leader demanded.
"Who are you calling a little rascal?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
His indifferent demeanor showed that he didn’t take any of these fellows seriously.
"Talking to you!" said the leader of the elders.
"Acting cute at your age? Fancy a bit of cradle snatching? Look, since your performance was quite good, here’s some grass for your reward. Don’t be polite with me, go ahead and eat it!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
With a flick of his palm, he threw a handful of grass towards the elder.
Empowered by True Qi, the grass turned into a sharp arrow, shooting out with a powerful burst of air in the elder’s direction.
"Hmph! Petty tricks; how dare you embarrass yourself in front of me, it’s simply asking for humiliation!" the leader said arrogantly.
With a slap of his palm, a vast force burst from his hand, smashing against the blade of grass.
The powerful force crushed the grass instantly.
"Kid, if you don’t want to suffer physical pain, it’s best if you obediently disclose the source of this gold, otherwise! Today I will make sure you wish you could neither live nor die! Let you taste the flavor of the ten great ancient tortures," the leader said, squinting his eyes.
"Old Dog! That’s exactly what I want to tell you. If you know what’s good for you, quickly confess who’s the mastermind behind this, who sent you here, and where you got this information from! Otherwise, I don’t mind flaying you alive," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Hmph! Kid, you’re quite arrogant! It seems you haven’t realized the predicament you’re in," the leader sneered.
"Then enlighten me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with amusement.
"Hmph! Open your eyes wide and look carefully, even the weakest of my subordinates here have reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. There’s also a large number of experts in the Hundred Veins Realm and Control Realm. And I’m even stronger! I am a real person of the Void Transformation Realm! How about that, doesn’t it make you feel like pissing yourself?" the leader said wildly.
"Yeah! I actually want to pee right now," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Haha! Then pee! I am quite generous. Even though you’re about to die, I’ll still give you the chance to pee," the leader laughed heartily as he looked up to the sky.
"But I’m missing a chamber pot. How about you lower yourself and struggle to do me the favor of becoming my chamber pot?" Zhang Xiaohao continued to say.
"What? You want me to be your chamber pot? You’re courting death, you damn brat!" the leader exclaimed angrily.
"Sigh! I already died once last night," Zhang Xiaohao said, spreading his hands.
"Haha... Were you scared to death by me in your dream?" the leader laughed arrogantly. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⟡𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵
"I died a blissful death with your granddaughter! That soul-sucking pleasure, especially those straight and long legs, tsk tsk, they almost made it hard for me to breathe," Zhang Xiaohao said sincerely.
"Bastard! You dare covet my granddaughter—you deserve death!" the leader roared in fury.
"Oops! I was just saying. Did I actually guess right?" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Hmph! What a sharp-tongued little scoundrel," the leader grumbled angrily.
"Old Dog, let me ask you a question," Zhang Xiaohao said with a mischievous smile.
"Since you’re about to die, I’ll be kind enough to let you die informed! Go ahead, what do you want to ask?" the leader said smugly.
"Is your granddaughter pretty?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, smiling broadly.
"Of course, she is! My granddaughter is as beautiful as a fairy, no bluffing! In the whole Nanhua City, there are no more than a handful who can match her beauty!" the leader said proudly.
Only then did the leader realize what had happened and flew into a rage.
"Ah! You damn brat, how dare you play me! You’re asking for death."
"Crap! Now I’m in trouble," Zhang Xiaohao said, his complexion darkening.
"What’s the matter, brat?" the leader asked.
"Last night I was with an incredibly beautiful girl. Hmm, just as you described, very beautiful, as pretty as a fairy, probably around eighteen or nineteen years old. I spent the whole night at her hotel! In the end, I think I even shot inside. These days are her risky days, so there’s a good chance she could be pregnant! That girl, she wouldn’t happen to be your granddaughter, would she?" Zhang Xiaohao pretended to be shocked as he spoke.