Chapter 446: Chapter 446

"Ah! I, I’ll eat it now!" Su Ruobai said.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, he drank the bowl of chicken soup with great determination.

"Ruobai, I’ll get you some more," Cheng Tianxue said.

"Ah! No need, Xiao Xue, I’m already full," Su Ruobai said urgently.

If another bowl came his way, he might not survive it.

"Hmm." Cheng Tianxue nodded.

"Ruobai, it’s been many days since we last slept together. Sleep with me tonight and we can whisper secrets," Cheng Tianxue said.

"What about him?" Su Ruobai pointed at Zhang Xiaohao and said.

"He’s a patient now, of course he’ll sleep with us! Don’t worry. He’s injured and can’t move at all. Even if he wanted to do something, he couldn’t! Plus, we’re wearing clothes, so it’s fine. If anything, I’ll sleep on the inside and you on the outside. Just think of him as a woman," Cheng Tianxue explained.

She held Su Ruobai’s hands, coaxing him.

"Alright then!" Su Ruobai said helplessly.

He glared at Zhang Xiaohao fiercely, sending him a warning look.

It was as if he was saying, Zhang Xiaohao, if you dare to misbehave tonight, you’ll pay!

"Come on, Ruobai, let’s go take a bath!" Cheng Tianxue said.

After speaking, she took Su Ruobai’s hand and headed inside.

The door shut, and soon afterward, the sound of running water could be heard.

Zhang Xiaohao touched his nose wryly—what was this, was he pretending to be Liu Xiahui?

Was it possible to resist the temptation of two incredibly beautiful women?

He smelt the two strong fragrances lingering in the air.

Especially Su Ruobai’s body scent, which was even more enchanting, natural, and detectable from ten meters away.

It was as if he were Princess Han Xiang from Huan Zhu, particularly aromatic.

A surge of annoyance inside.

After staring blankly for a while, perhaps due to fatigue.

Or perhaps because the battle the night before last had drained him mentally and he hadn’t yet fully recovered.

Without realizing it, Zhang Xiaohao dozed off into a daze.

In the middle of the night.

Zhang Xiaohao had a strange dream.

He was tossing and turning with a woman who had a devilish figure and was as beautiful as an angel.

Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes feeling refreshed and energetic.

It felt as though even if an elephant came his way, he could take it down in a single blow.

He furrowed his brow, finding a woman in his arms.

He looked down and saw it was her!

Instantly, Zhang Xiaohao was stunned.

Recalling the wonderful dream from last night, could it be that he had indeed taken advantage of her?

Thinking this, Zhang Xiaohao instinctively looked again at the woman in his arms.

Then he looked at the woman beside her.

With a flick of his finger, he struck their acupoints with two strands of Shennong True Qi.

Without another thought, he leaped out of bed in a flash.

A tremor of True Qi lifted both women.

With his left hand, he grabbed the bedsheet in his palm.

Seeing the blood-stained proof on the bedsheet, Zhang Xiaohao’s head spun.

With a shake of his hand, he stored the stained bedsheet inside the Shennong Ring.

Then he took a clean bedsheet, laid it down, and returned everything to how it was before.

Only then did Zhang Xiaohao’s lifted heart finally settle down.

Hastily dressing, he opened the door and hurried out.

No sooner had Xiaohao rushed out of the room than the little one growled at him.

"Scram, you dead dog! Don’t bother me," Xiaohao said irritably.

Ignoring the little one, he quickly dashed out.

He descended the stairs and went straight into the basement.

He activated the Nine Extremes Trapped Sky Array and waved his hand to collect five hundred drops of Netherworld Holy Water.

Then he ran to the car garage and opened the trunk of the white Audi.

He opened the golden vase inside, then returned to the basement.

Xiaohao formed a magic formula with both hands, using his own blood as a medium, and performed the Three Pure Daoist Skill.

A magic formula struck down, unlocking the sealing on the golden vase.

A robust wave of spiritual energy emanated from the vase.

Xiaohao examined it carefully and said,

"Just as I suspected, this vase is indeed a talisman that nourishes spiritual objects!"

With one hand, he pointed and infused several magic formulas from his palm into it, bellowing,

As Xiaohao’s voice fell, the golden vase swelled in the wind, instantly turning into a giant vase about one and a half meters in diameter, less than three inches tall.

"What a treasure! This is worth ten billion! If Murong Yu Yan knew that one of the items her family auctioned off was a powerful talisman, she’d probably cry herself to death," Xiaohao thought proudly.

He set down this giant vase.

Once again squeezing out a drop of blood, he performed the Three Pure Daoist Skill and transplanted the Netherworld Holy Tree into it.

With the nurturing from this talismanic vase, the Netherworld Holy Tree trembled, and the speed at which it absorbed nature’s spiritual energy increased drastically.

Vast amounts of nature’s spiritual energy frenetically converged toward it.

Xiaohao tapped his foot and left the basement directly.

"Good morning, Son-in-law!" Sister Zhou greeted with a smile.

"Good morning, Sister Zhou!" Xiaohao replied with a smile.

He kept walking towards the outside.

"Xiaohao, is your injury better?" Outside the villa, Mr. Cheng saw Xiaohao come out and asked with concern.

"Yes, I’ve mostly recovered. Grandpa, I need to go out for a while, and it may take some time before I can return," Xiaohao said.

Having done something wrong, he planned to hide for a couple of days. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽

First, he would secretly observe the situation and see — staying would be foolish!

"Hmm, be careful," Mr. Cheng said.

"I will, Grandpa," Xiaohao replied.

"Sir, do you need me to accompany you?" Sun Dafu asked.

"No need, just stay at the villa," Xiaohao replied.

Thinking irritably to himself, I’m on the run, what use would it be to have you come along?

Having said that, Xiaohao hurried away.

"Old Sun, don’t you think Xiaohao is a bit strange today?" Mr. Cheng asked, furrowing his brows as he watched Xiaohao leaving.

"Not really! I think he’s just the same as before," Sun Dafu replied.

"Hmm," Mr. Cheng nodded but said no more.

Once out of the villa.

Xiaohao finally let his guard down.

"Phew!" he exhaled a long breath.

"That really scared me! If this happens a few more times, my little heart might just stop from fright," Xiaohao said with a guilty conscience.

Choosing a direction, Xiaohao lifted his foot and left.

After a few steps, Xiaohao’s brow furrowed and a dense Evil Qi emanated from inside him.

He stopped walking and stared coldly in one direction.