Chapter 448: Chapter 448

"Little brother, your sister here adores you so much. Can you really be so heartless as not to help me out?" Gong Ningyue pleaded pitifully.

"Even if you flaunt yourself until tomorrow morning and tear your chest, don’t dream that I would agree!" Zhang Xiaohao said sternly.

"Hmph! I knew it, you’re the type who won’t take action until you see the rabbit," Gong Ningyue snorted coldly.

"As long as you agree to get that ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine for me, I promise to give you ten thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicines afterward!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao remained unmoved,

Gong Ningyue gritted her teeth and spoke again.

"Fifteen thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicines!"

"Final offer, twenty thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicines, plus I want one-third of the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Zhang Xiaohao, don’t go too far!" Gong Ningyue said with a cold face.

The immense momentum of an Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm Peak exploded from within her body and rolled towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Break!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

With a shake of his body, he domineeringly dispelled the immense momentum Gong Ningyue had pressed towards him.

"Are you sure you want to force this?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Hmph! One week from now, I’ll be waiting for you in the secret realm!" After saying that, Gong Ningyue tapped her foot and transformed into a small black dot, flying swiftly into the distance.

Just as her figure was about to disappear completely, a faint voice rang out.

"Let me remind you, the news of Bao Butong’s death has been sealed by me! The Tianyin Sect won’t know about it until at least after the Cycle Palace Realm Great Power’s tomb excavation is over!"

Gong Ningyue’s figure completely vanished.

"Cycle Palace Realm Great Power’s tomb? Looks like I must take a trip there," Zhang Xiaohao said thoughtfully, his gaze flickering.

With a tap of his foot, he vanished after a few flashes.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, a week had gone by.

Outside the Tianyin Sect, within a great mountain ten miles away.

Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes, and two sharp lights briefly burst forth.

The lights shot against the wall, creating a huge hole in it.

After a week of cultivation,

Zhang Xiaohao had fully recovered from the side effects left by using the Xingtian Battle Axe three days ago.

However, Zhang Xiaohao did not come out of seclusion immediately.

After a series of life-and-death battles, the level of True Qi in his body had reached the early stages of the Control Realm, and he was just one critical point shy of breaking through to the middle Control Realm.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohao continued his closed-door cultivation.

With the help of the War God physique and the Great Five Elements Spirit Pill, it took him four whole days.

Finally, he broke through the bottleneck before him and advanced to the Middle Control Realm.

Zhang Xiaohao circulated the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, and his robust True Qi vibrated, releasing an even more immense momentum from within his body.

Compared with before, his True Qi had actually increased threefold, if not more.

Even the Martial Artists in the Late Stage of Control Realm might not have True Qi as substantial as his.

Zhang Xiaohao tapped his foot on the ground and rapidly rushed out of the cave.

With his right fist clenched, he struck it simply and brutally against the mountainside.

He directly blasted a huge hole in the mountainside.

"Hmm, not bad! My attack has also increased a lot! If I were to face a Control Realm Peak Martial Artist now, even without using the Xingtian Battle Axe or the Emperor Dominating Heaven Fist, I would be enough to slay them! If all my trump cards were revealed, without using the Xingtian Battle Axe, even an Early Void Transformation Peak would have the power to battle me! And if I were to use the Xingtian Battle Axe, even a Mid Void Transformation Realm Super Expert would be within my ability to kill!"

"If I were to encounter that middle-aged woman from the White Tiger Sect Sky Sword Branch now, Zhang Xiaohao is confident that without using the Xingtian Battle Axe, he could slay her!" Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself.

He shook his head, reining in his aura.

"Hmm? Could it be that the tomb of the Cycle Palace Realm Great Power is about to open?" Zhang Xiaohao said with furrowed brows.

With a flip of his hand, he took out a black token from inside the Shennong Ring.

The patterns on the black token seemed to come alive, moving eerily.

Thinking back to the words Gong Ningyue had said before she left, Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself.

Could it be that she wants me to impersonate Bao Butong and go there under his identity?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was very likely.

"Heh heh! Who would have thought you’d still be of some use after you died!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a playful tone.

With a flip of his hand, he took out various materials for making a Human Skin Mask from the Shennong Ring and began crafting.

A quarter of an hour later.

The Human Skin Mask of Bao Butong was ready.

Zhang Xiaohao put on the mask and took out his phone to take a look.

"Hmm, if it’s not someone who knows me very well, just based on appearance alone! Nobody would be able to recognize my impersonation! But still, I’m missing a robe," Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.

He took out a cyan robe from the Shennong Ring.

There were no patterns on the cyan robe, but the material was expensive, acquired by Zhang Xiaohao previously after annihilating the Yellow Wind Sect.

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All set, he didn’t delay any longer.

Pushing off with his foot, he performed the Twelve Heavenly Steps, turning into a long rainbow and swiftly rushed off following the direction indicated by the black token.

Nine towering mountains stood tall.

From afar, they looked like nine sharp swords thrusting into the sky, as if to split the heavens and earth into nine pieces.

In the center of the nine mountains, there was a peculiar lake.

The land within three miles all around was dry, with only this eerie lake appearing there.

The waters were black, emitting faint, enigmatic vibes.

The flowers and grass around the edge withered with the incoming black aura, dying in just a few breaths.

The area around the black lake was crowded with people.

They were all Tianyin Sect disciples, led by more than a dozen old-timers.

They exuded enormous auras, with even the least powerful among them being at the Early Control Realm.

Gong Ningyue was among them.

However, she stood out from the crowd, occupying an area all to herself.

The surrounding Tianyin Sect candidates for Saint Heir and Holy Daughter didn’t dare to make a sound, let alone step half a foot into her territory.

"Humph! Bao Butong is truly too arrogant. Seeing the forbidden spell about to release, and after so much time, he still hasn’t arrived, simply not putting us in his eyes," one of the Tianyin Sect’s Saint Heir candidates snorted coldly.

"What Senior Brother Han said is right! This Bao Butong is too presumptuous. He hasn’t even become the Saint Heir yet and he’s already overbearing! When he comes, we must teach him a lesson," one agreed.

"Indeed! With his meager skills, he wants to compete with Senior Brother Han for the position of Saint Heir, it’s simply laughable!"

"Rest assured, my fellow brothers, once Bao Butong arrives, I, Han, will surely make him apologize to us all! If he dares to say ’no’, I, Han, will make him kneel and beg for mercy!" Senior Brother Han said with a murderous aura.

"Is that so?" Suddenly, a faint voice sounded.