Chapter 457: Chapter 457

"Eh! It’s you two, the despicable couple!" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed in surprise.

He looked at Senior Brother Han and the old woman in front of him with amusement and teased.

"Looking at the rosy glow on your faces, you wouldn’t have just had a wild tryst, would you?"

"Ah! Bao Butong, what nonsense are you spouting! You’re the one who’s been having a wild tryst!" Senior Brother Han roared in anger.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he glared at Zhang Xiaohao with resentment.

"Eh! Why the rush? Could it be that I’ve actually hit the mark? You and this old hag, who could be old enough to be your grandmother, just had a wild tryst, didn’t you?" Zhang Xiaohao said suspiciously.

"Bao Butong! Shut your mouth!" Senior Brother Han bellowed as if he were going mad.

"Your sister! If you had no guilty conscience, why would you get so worked up?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.

"Hmph! After not seeing you for a while, Bao Butong, your eloquence has improved, hasn’t it! Considering that we all share the same sect and origin, I, Han, will give you a way out! Now, it depends on whether you know what’s good for you!" Senior Brother Han said with a cold laugh.

"Let’s hear it!" Zhang Xiaohao said, shrugging.

"I want you to swear loyalty to me and help me secure the position of Saint Heir!" Senior Brother Han said earnestly, word by word.

"Just a swear, I’m afraid, with your character, you wouldn’t believe it, right?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"You’re not too stupid!" Senior Brother Han said with a cold laugh.

He reached into his robe and pulled out a black jade bottle.

"As long as you drink the poison in this jade bottle, I’ll believe you!" Senior Brother Han said.

"Hehe." Zhang Xiaohao chuckled with amusement.

"What are you laughing at?" Senior Brother Han asked, frowning in confusion.

"Hehe." Zhang Xiaohao laughed again.

"I, Han, am talking to you, didn’t you hear me?" Senior Brother Han said angrily.

"Hehe." Zhang Xiaohao chuckled lightly once more.

"Damn it! Bao Butong, are you looking to die? Do you really think Han would not dare to kill you?" Senior Brother Han said menacingly.

"Are you fucking retarded? Can’t you even understand such a simple matter? No wonder so many young sows go unloved, yet you go after this old woman who could be your grandmother!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"Damn it! Bao Butong, you’re courting death!" Senior Brother Han shouted in fury.

A violent aura burst forth from his body, pressing down on Zhang Xiaohao.

"Losers daring to spout nonsense in front of me, truly laughable." Zhang Xiaohao said dismissively.

Stepping on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, his body flickered like lightning, swiftly charging towards Senior Brother Han.

"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"

With the Fish Intestine Sword in hand, he slashed forward, and a silvery white sword light flashed, carrying immense force as it aimed for Senior Brother Han’s head.

"Hmph! Such a petty technique trying to challenge me, Han?" Senior Brother Han snorted disdainfully.

"Black Emperor Prison Sky Finger!"

A massive black finger, dominantly poked towards the sword light.

The sword light flashed by, directly chopping off his entire arm.

"You can die now!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

With a change in technique, the Fish Intestine Sword carried a trail of cold light, slashing towards Senior Brother Han’s neck.

"Ah! You brat, stop!" Seeing this scene, the old woman shouted in urgency, her face distressed.

Her body darted forward, shooting swiftly towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Black Emperor Prison Sky Finger!"

A tyrannical black finger, carrying a furious momentum, fiercely bombarded towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Netherworld Demon Body!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.

He instantly activated the second layer of the Netherworld Demon Body technique, slapping with his left hand.

A dazzling golden palm imprint burst from his hand, colliding with the old woman’s overwhelming giant finger.

His right hand continued its assault, the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand still slashing dominantly at Senior Brother Han.

A massive wave of air burst from where their strikes met.

"Qing’er, save me..."

Seeing the Fish Intestine Sword getting closer, Senior Brother Han cried out in fear at the critical moment. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥

"You brat, stop right there!" the old woman roared.

She dashed towards Zhang Xiaohao with swift martial movements.

Watching the old woman’s body getting closer and closer.

A flash of viciousness crossed Senior Brother Han’s eyes, and his hand darted out like lightning, forcibly grabbing the unguarded old woman to shield himself.

The Fish Intestine Sword flashed, piercing into the old woman’s back.

"Xiao Han, why... why have you done this?" the old woman asked in disbelief.

"Hmph! I just want to survive! Only by surviving do I have a chance to ascend to the throne of the Saint Heir," Senior Brother Han said coldly.

"You... you didn’t have to do this! I... I was already prepared to die, to block that sword for you," the old woman said with difficulty.

"You think I’d believe your lies? Do you really think I’m a three-year-old child?" Senior Brother Han scoffed.

"Xiao Han, I ask you, over these years, have you ever truly liked me?" the old woman asked again.

In spite of such severe injuries, the fact that she could still persist without dying at this moment, undeniably, love has great power.

"Old hag! Could you not be so disgusting! Every time I was with you in bed, I felt extremely nauseous! Do you know that every time, I pretended I was on top of a sow, and after finishing, I had to wash myself! I would wash at least a hundred times behind your back! Even so, I still found it dirty! Sometimes, I really wanted to cut it off and bid you farewell!" Senior Brother Han said with disgust.

The old woman could no longer bear it and, consumed by anger, she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood spraying it on Senior Brother Han’s face.

Dying with deep resentment.

Zhang Xiaohao withdrew the Fish Intestine Sword, looking coldly at Senior Brother Han.

"Scum! To think you even toy with an old woman’s feelings, you’re simply a waste of food living in this world," Zhang Xiaohao said murderously.

"Hmph! Bao Butong, what do you know?" Senior Brother Han snarled with a ferocious expression.

"Imagine, I, a lone orphan from as far as I can remember, surviving by skulking around, until at the age of six, when by a stroke of fate, I was admitted into the Tianyin Sect! With my talents, even if I cultivated for a lifetime, I would never stand out! By the time I died, I’d probably still be an outer disciple of the Tianyin Sect! Maybe getting killed by an enemy on some mission!"

"And then?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Hmph! Do you know the heart-wrenching pain when you watch the woman you love being taken away and married off to someone else right before your eyes? Have you ever experienced it? You probably haven’t!"

"Hahaha... From that time on, I swore that as long as I could become stronger, I wouldn’t hesitate even if I had to forsake the heavens and earth!" Senior Brother Han roared like a madman.

"So you sold your body, just because you could?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

"Haha! You’re right! It was indeed by selling my body that I worked my way up! To tell you the truth, this old woman wasn’t the first woman I attached myself to; she was just the thirty-second!" Senior Brother Han said with a twisted expression.