Chapter 242: Chapter 242

During the conversation, a cold pond spanning a dozen meters across emerged ahead.

The pond was pitch black, with bubbles rising on its surface, and thick black poisonous gas rolling up continuously from below with the bubbles.

"Be careful later on, don’t get hurt by this monster beast," Zhang Xiaohao reminded.

"Hmm, you should also be cautious, sir. This monster beast is tough-skinned and hard-fleshed, not easy to deal with," Sun Dafu responded.

"Don’t worry, a measly monster beast at the Foundation Establishment Realm doesn’t even catch my eye," Zhang Xiaohao claimed with overwhelming confidence.

After Sun Dafu had walked a distance away.

Zhang Xiaohao walked up indifferently and stood at the edge of the pitch-black cold pond.

His eyes turned cold as he suppressed his aura to the Early Stage Foundation Establishment level and directed his oppressive force toward the pond.

Suddenly, a huge black water jet burst out from the cold pond, shooting rapidly towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself that the fish had taken the bait.

Without effort, he had purposely compressed his powerful aura to the Early Stage Foundation Establishment level. If he had unleashed the formidable presence of the Control Realm, it would have simply overwhelmed it.

Having reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, the monster beast had begun to develop some spiritual intelligence.

If it instinctively felt danger, it would not show itself even if it meant its death.

As the black water jet drew closer,

Zhang Xiaohao slightly shifted his body and easily dodged.

A massive roar suddenly erupted from underneath the pitch-black cold pond.

Immediately after, the water parted, and a huge black python slithered out from the pond.

Its body was over a dozen meters long, with a thickness comparable to a water bucket, two lantern-sized eyes, and two rows of deeply cold and gleaming teeth.

Its tail coiled, carrying a force akin to destruction, sweeping towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes chilled, but he didn’t strike to kill the beast right away.

With a tap of his foot on the ground, he swiftly retreated backward.

He intended to lure the python out; otherwise, if it slipped back into the cold pond, killing it would become troublesome.

Five or six trees thick enough for two grown men to embrace were directly shattered by the flick of the beast’s tail.

Following that, the black python slid on the ground and rapidly chased after Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao glanced over at the cold pond, now over a dozen meters away; it was time to dispose of this beast. Chapters fırst released on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

The black python let out an enraged roar, coiling its thick tail and brutally smashing it towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Yellow Spring Finger!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.

Stepping with the Twelve Stepping Sky Steps, his body flashed like teleportation, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the black python.

Leaping up, his index finger struck the python’s forehead like a bolt of lightning.

Time seemed to freeze in that moment, as a series of crisp sounds echoed within the black python’s body.

Immediately after, the python’s once-raised tail crashed down to the ground, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

Looking at the black python’s eyes, they were now completely devoid of any vitality.

Under Zhang Xiaohao’s dominating finger, it had been directly killed!

"Alright, you can come over now!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

Scuttle scuttle scuttle...

Within a few flashes, Sun Dafu’s figure landed in front of Zhang Xiaohao.

Staring at the giant python that had already died, Sun Dafu exclaimed in surprise,

"My lord, did it, it just die ?"

"Killing it was simple, if it hadn’t been for preventing it from escaping into the cold pond, the moment it emerged, it would have already been dead," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

He walked over to the python’s belly, his palm turned into a knife, and he thrust it in fiercely.

With a grab and a pull, he directly extracted the black python’s snake gallbladder and casually pocketed it, which actually went into the Shennong Ring.

Scuttle scuttle scuttle...

Just then, a sudden change occurred, and a series of hurried footsteps suddenly arose.

Following that, disciple after disciple dressed in Yellow Wind Sect garments emerged one by one.

In a moment, a group of Yellow Wind Sect disciples, holding swords, surrounded Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.

The crowd parted, and an old man with a goatee, dressed in elder’s attire, walked over arrogantly.

"You brat, who are you? And how do you know our Yellow Wind Sect’s secret technique, the Yellow Spring Finger?" the goatee-bearded old man asked coldly.

"And who are you? And why are you here?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a composed face.

"Hmph! I am Changshouzi, the Preaching Elder of the Yellow Wind Sect’s inner gate. The reason I’ve appeared here is due to a significant matter. You two, on the other hand, why are you here? And moreover, how come you know our Yellow Wind Sect’s secret technique, the Yellow Spring Finger?" Changshouzi said with a cold laugh.

Seeing his sinister appearance, if Zhang Xiaohao couldn’t give a satisfactory explanation, Changshouzi would definitely wave his hand to slay them.

"My name is Zhou Pengfei, and he is my servant. As for my Yellow Spring Finger, it was taught by my master," Zhang Xiaohao said.

Zhou Pengfei, who was far away on a plane, suddenly sneezed violently, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

"Hmm? Who is your master?" Changshouzi pressed.

"My master is called Changqingzi," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Changqingzi, that fellow, is your master? Where is he now?" Changshouzi’s expression softened slightly as he asked.

"My master accepted a task from the Assassin’s Guild, leading people to kill someone named Zhang Xiaohao," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"I’m asking you! Why are you here?" Changshouzi asked with a cold face.

"My servant inadvertently entered this mountain and stumbled upon a treasure, that’s why we end up here," Zhang Xiaohao said with a mix of truth and falsehood.

"Hmph! You think I’m a three-year-old child? Take my finger first then," Changshouzi said with a cold laugh.

"Yellow Spring Finger!"

With a flick of his index finger, a massive black finger force appeared, and with a tap of his foot, he arrogantly jabbed towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly, suppressing his cultivation to the Peak of Hundred Veins Realm.

"Yellow Spring Finger, three fingers strike together—battle the spirits on the Netherworld Road!"

He coiled three index fingers together, and the immense black finger force merged instantly at the fingertips, raging towards Changshouzi.

Scuttle scuttle scuttle...

The massive force collided, and both of their bodies were pushed backward by the power.

Zhang Xiaohao’s body retreated five and a half steps before coming to a stop, of course, this was deliberately feigned by him.

As for Changshouzi, even though he was at the Early Control Realm in cultivation,

Under Zhang Xiaohao’s simultaneous strike of three fingers, he was also forced back two and a half steps.

"What? You have completely mastered the Yellow Spring Finger?" Changshouzi exclaimed in shock.

"What’s there to fuss about? With my master guiding me personally, mastering it was just a matter of time," Zhang Xiaohao stated coldly.

"Zhou Pengfei, is it? I ask you, how can you possess the cultivation of the peak of the Hundred Veins Realm at such a young age?" Changshouzi asked with a cold face.

"Who do you think you are? Must I answer every question you ask? If you’re dissatisfied, then let’s fight!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s sharp expression, Changshouzi’s eyes twitched, and a plan formed in his mind.

"What’s this you’re saying, my dear nephew? After all, I am old friends with your master, and since we’re all our own people here, it’s good if misunderstandings can be clarified," Changshouzi said.