Chapter 817: Chapter 817
Recalling that intoxicating taste just now, that explosion of feeling, it was simply too refreshing!
With a bitter smile, Zhang Xiaohao touched his nose and walked outside.
Zhang Xiaohao sat on the sofa, his mind dwelling on the trip to the Murong Family sacred land.
"Huh! That’s not right! When Murong Longchen was dying, he seemed to say that Murong Longbo has a son. Thinking back, on his wedding night, the bride was taken by Murong Longbo. Could it be that Murong Longbo hit the jackpot?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered.
"If Murong Longbo did hit the jackpot, then who might the child be? Murong Longchen had only two children, his eldest, Murong Bailong, and his second, Murong Baiyun. Considering Murong Longchen’s attitude towards them both, Murong Bailong is definitely his biological child! So Murong Baiyun could very well, no! It should be ninety percent possible, that he was left behind by Murong Longbo on that night!" Zhang Xiaohao thought with a furrowed brow.
Shaking his head, he decided not to think about it any further for now. After all, Murong Longchen and Murong Longbo were both already dead.
The Murong Family had been completely eradicated, and the promise he made to Murong Yu Yan had been fulfilled.
Moreover, from now on, the Murong Family would belong to Shangguan Baiyun (Murong Baiyun), and his deep-seated revenge was accomplished.
He reached into his chest and took out three crude-looking storage bags.
These three storage bags belonged to Murong Longchen, Murong Longbo, and Murong Tianhuang respectively.
"I hope you guys won’t disappoint me!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
First, he picked up Murong Longchen’s storage bag and began to refine it.
The marks on the storage bag were refined away, and Zhang Xiaohao held it with the opening facing down, starting to empty it out.
Whirr, whirr, whirr...
Moments later, a pile of treasures as tall as rice stacked up like a small hill on the floor.
"Huh! What’s this?" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes suddenly lit up.
He reached into the pile and grabbed a golden-yellow grass with nine petals.
"The head looks like a dragon’s, the body like a dragon’s, could this be the Nine Dragons Grass Qing Mian talked about?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered suspiciously.
Holding the Nine Dragons Grass, he scrutinized it carefully.
Nine Dragons Grass, also known as companion grass, appears when a True Dragon is born. Each one is a precious earthly treasure.
However, while Nine Dragons Grass is famous, for those who practice Dragon Clan techniques, acquiring it and consuming it will bring immense benefits.
If someone else obtains it, it’s just an ordinary spiritual herb, not even comparable to tens of years old spiritual medicine.
"I wonder if this Nine Dragons Grass will be useful for my Dragon God Technique, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Left Azure Dragon Claw Eight Forms!" Zhang Xiaohao thought with a brow furrowed.
Shaking his head, he decided not to think further for now. With a flip of his hand, he took an exquisite jade box from the Shennong Ring and stored the Nine Dragons Grass.
Then, he examined other items.
It must be said, Murong Longchen was quite wealthy; the items in the storage bag were all treasures.
There were nearly two hundred Spirit Stones, dozens of bottles of cultivation elixirs, some talismans, and several talisman treasures.
Apart from these, there were over ten international anonymous bank cards.
Zhang Xiaohao did not hold back at all, taking everything.
He then took out Murong Longbo’s storage bag and began refining it.
A few minutes later, Zhang Xiaohao emptied out the treasures from the storage bag.
"Damn! Beast! Why are there so many things for women?" There were even some adult products! Apart from these, there were only a dozen bottles of elixirs and a dozen Spirit Stones!
With a shake of his sleeve, Zhang Xiaohao stored the elixirs and Spirit Stones, but crushed everything else.
Finally, he took out Murong Tianhuang’s storage bag.
After refining it, he emptied out all the treasures inside.
Murong Tianhuang, worthy of being the contemporary Family Head of the Murong Family, had no waste items in his storage bag; all were various cultivation elixirs, dozens of Spirit Stones; apart from these, there were dozens of talismans and six talisman treasures, presumably these were the accumulations of the Murong Family over the years.
"Hmm, not bad! This haul counterbalances all losses!" Zhang Xiaohao said contentedly.
He stored everything into the Shennong Ring.
With a flip of his hand, he took out five Blood Sacrifice Fruits and two bottles of True Qi recovery elixirs from the Shennong Ring.
Zhang Xiaohao sat cross-legged on the ground, consuming everything, activating the Shennong Battle Sky Technique to recover the drained Bloodline Power and True Qi.
In the blink of an eye, a day passed.
Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes; after a day of cultivation, the Bloodline Power consumed by thrice using the Xingtian Battle Axe was completely restored due to the Blood Sacrifice Fruits.
Even his cultivation was firmly stabilized in the Half-step Void Transformation Realm, with his combat power more than doubled. With the various trump cards in hand, Zhang Xiaohao believed that even if he encountered that large-horned fellow from the True Demon Clan again, he could easily defeat him.
He stood up from the ground and walked to the bathroom.
After grooming, he ordered some food to be brought up.
"Hmm! Why haven’t these three lolitas woken up yet?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered suspiciously.
He opened the room door and walked inside.
Seeing the scene in the room, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Wow! These are three pigs! They’ve been sleeping for a whole day and night, and they’re still going! They really take the cake!" Zhang Xiaohao mumbled.
Looking at their captivating figures, with skin smooth and luminescent like milk, his mouth curled, displaying an amused grin.
Like a hungry tiger pouncing on prey, he lunged forward savagely. Newest update provıded by 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝
Soon, various intoxicating and melodious sounds once again filled the room.
The intense battle finally stopped; Zhang Xiaohao and the three lolita sisters groomed and exited the bedroom.
"Don’t just stand there, sit down and eat!" Zhang Xiaohao called.
He flicked his right hand, True Qi from Shennong bursting from his palm, heating the food on the table.
A few minutes later, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his hand.
He took a bottle of 1982 Lafite red wine, poured them each a glass, poured himself one too, and began eating.
After a few courses, Zhang Xiaohao set down his chopsticks.
"What are your plans for the future?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Brother Hao, to be honest, the three of us sisters really want to stay by your side, but after what happened yesterday, we realize our skills are still too weak!" said Big Lolita.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded, signaling them to continue.
"While bathing just now, we three sisters discussed and decided to return to the mountain to find our master, so she can teach us higher-level martial arts," said Big Lolita.