Chapter 587: Chapter 587

"Nine Dragons Grass, where is it now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Now is not the time for it to appear. In one month, on the night of the full moon, when the mountain of Ten Thousand Great Mountains aligns straight with the moon, that will be the time it appears," Ning Zhongyuan replied solemnly.

"Hmm," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

He had already made a mental note of the Nine Dragons Grass.

Giving Ning Zhongyuan a serious once-over, his face bore a playful smile. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁

"Tell me! How do you intend to compensate me for my loss?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"What do you want?" Ning Zhongyuan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"What do you have?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.

"Money! Endless amounts of money! I dare to give, do you dare to accept?" Ning Zhongyuan said.

After speaking, his sharp gaze fixed firmly on Zhang Xiaohao, attempting to see through his thoughts.

"Haha..." Zhang Xiaohao burst into laughter, looking up to the sky.

"Why are you laughing?" Ning Zhongyuan asked, puzzled.

"Is there anything in this world I dare not accept? I only lament that it’s too little," Zhang Xiaohao said with an aura of dominance.

"Fine! I’ll give you the account and the password—there are ten billion US dollars in it. If you dare to accept it, consider this money a premature wedding gift from me as her grandfather!" Ning Zhongyuan said.

"Speak! What’s the account number and password?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

He took out his special-made phone, unlocked it, and opened an international banking app.

"The account number is XXXXXXXXX, and the password is XXXXXX. There are ten billion US dollars in it, one of Murong Longchen’s secret little coffers," Ning Zhongyuan said.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaohao responded.

He entered the account number and password, and with a few taps and swipes, he transferred all the money without leaving a trace.

"What else do you have?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.

"Auction!" Ning Zhongyuan said.

"From now on, you are my man!" Zhang Xiaohao declared sternly.

"You want your old man to pledge loyalty to you?" Ning Zhongyuan asked.

"Do you have a choice?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.

"Haha! Ning’er really didn’t misjudge you. For Ning’er, and for her future children, I’m in! From today onwards, I will be your shadow guard," Ning Zhongyuan declared.

"You’re very sensible," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"If I weren’t sensible, even being Ning’er’s grandfather, would you spare me?" Ning Zhongyuan countered.

"Haha..." Zhang Xiaohao laughed heartily.

As his laughter subsided, Zhang Xiaohao spoke seriously.

"I know what you’re worried about in your heart. Let me tell you, as long as I’m here, the Murong Family means nothing! If they don’t provoke me, fine. But if they dare, the moment I step through their door will be the moment the Murong Family ceases to exist!" Zhang Xiaohao said menacingly.

"Now, tell me everything about your granddaughter!"

"You guys didn’t have a one-night stand, did you?" Ning Zhongyuan asked suspiciously.

"As a servant, you should know your place! It’s best not to inquire about things that don’t concern you," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"I really didn’t misjudge you! I’m at ease with Ning’er in your hands," Ning Zhongyuan said.

Thereupon, he relayed all the information about his cherished granddaughter.

"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded, committing all this information to memory.

He took out the phone that Cheng Tianxue had given him and dialed Cheng Tianxue’s number.

The phone rang for a while before it was answered.

"Is something the matter?" Tianxue’s weary voice came through the phone.

"How much money do you need?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"At least ten billion," Tianxue replied offhand.

After speaking, she then came back to her senses.

"Do you have money now?" Cheng Tianxue asked.

"Don’t worry about money. I’ll transfer five hundred million US Dollars to your account shortly," Zhang Xiaohao said softly.

"Ah! Where did you get so much money?" Cheng Tianxue exclaimed.

"Your man is no ordinary person. Okay, I need to go now. We’ll talk more when I get back," Zhang Xiaohao said.

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

He took out another mobile phone, opened the international bank app, and transferred five hundred million US Dollars to Cheng Tianxue’s account.

After doing all this, Zhang Xiaohao put away the phone.

He walked towards Ning Zhongyuan.

"Ah! Do you have a wife?" Ning Zhongyuan asked incredulously.

"What do you think?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.

"I should have realized earlier. A capable man like you wouldn’t be lacking women. I just hope you will treat Ning’er sincerely in the future. She is a good child," Ning Zhongyuan said.

We’ll discuss future matters later.

Zhang Xiaohao walked up to him and stopped.

"Now that you are my subordinate, you must follow my rules. Open your mind, for I am going to plant a restriction on your soul," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Yes," Ning Zhongyuan nodded.

Zhang Xiaohao did not delay any longer, he bit his fingertip, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

He deployed the Three Pure Daoist Skill. The magic formulas in his hand changed rapidly, casting spell after spell from his palm, consolidating into a golden restriction.

With lightning speed, he slapped Ning Zhongyuan’s head, driving the restriction into his soul.

From now on, Ning Zhongyuan’s life and death were completely in Zhang Xiaohao’s hands. Even a slight show of disrespect or leaking of Zhang Xiaohao’s information would trigger the soul restriction to burst forth, claiming his life.

Zhang Xiaohao turned his palm and retrieved a blue elixir, tossing it over.

"This is a Healing Pill. Take two hours to heal properly," Zhang Xiaohao instructed.

"Yes, sir, I understand," Ning Zhongyuan said respectfully.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, swallowed the blue elixir, and activated his Cultivation Technique to heal himself.

Zhang Xiaohao walked over to the small gold mountain, flicked his sleeve, and collected it into the Shennong Ring.

With indifference, he glanced at the blood and flesh on the ground.

With a gesture of his hand, he took out the Shennong Pill Fire and threw it towards the bodies and debris on the ground.

All the bodies and blood on the ground had been completely incinerated.

Having retracted the Shennong Pill Fire, Zhang Xiaohao found a clean spot, sat down cross-legged, and began circulating the Shennong Battle Sky Technique to restore the True Qi that he had spent.

Inside the forbidden area of the Murong Family’s second branch.

A middle-aged man sat imposingly on a golden throne crafted from gold.

Even sitting calmly, he naturally exuded a tremendous aura of unspoken command.

This man was none other than the leader of the second branch—Murong Longchen.

One of the primary contenders for the next head of the Murong Family.

"Have you figured out where that ten billion US Dollars in Ning Zhongyuan’s account came from?" Murong Longchen asked coldly.

Opposite him, a mysterious woman stood.

"Master, it’s untraceable, as if it vanished into thin air," the mysterious woman replied respectfully.

Hearing her words, Murong Longchen crushed the armrest of his chair in a fit of rage.