I am really not a medical immortal.
Chapter 1876 - 1875: Shameless After Being Given Face
This time he came to Jingfeng City for only one thing: to borrow Jingfeng City’s Transmission Array and teleport into the royal city of the Jialan Clan—the Jialan Holy City.
Just from the name alone, it does sound very lofty and grand, but it’s useless bullshit. No matter how lofty the name, in the end it’s just a small clan, with only one Cultivator in the Unification Realm sitting in town.
Luckily their location is remote and resources are scarce, so they haven’t attracted the attention of other powerhouses. Otherwise, a weak race like the Jialan Clan would’ve been wiped out by enemies who-knows-how-many times already. How could they have survived to this day, let alone anything else?
The Transmission Array of Jingfeng City was in the City Lord Mansion and could directly connect to the royal city of the Jialan Clan.
A moment later, Zhang Xiaohao stopped outside the City Lord Mansion.
Since he wanted to borrow someone else’s Transmission Array, Zhang Xiaohao never planned to hide his hand. If he still tried to keep a low profile, don’t talk about getting through the door, he’d probably end up running into some "dog eyes looking down on people" drama first.
Buzz!
Right then, Zhang Xiaohao’s Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation spread out from his body, extremely eye-catching in the crowd, as he calmly walked toward the City Lord Mansion.
In a small city like Jingfeng City, at best the City Lord would be at Peak of Divinity Transformation—maybe only Late-stage Divinity Transformation or Middle Stage of Divinity Transformation. As for the other guards, don’t even mention them.
The guards of the City Lord Mansion noticed Zhang Xiaohao from quite a distance as he walked over, because his aura wasn’t restrained at all; instead, it surged out in all directions. A Nascent Soul Late Stage might be so-so elsewhere, but in a remote small city like Jingfeng City, that was basically like being a grandpa-level existence. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Tap tap tap!!!
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao coming over, the guards outside the City Lord Mansion immediately surrounded him and blocked his way. The Guard Leader at the front walked up with a cold face.
"Who are you? Why have you come here?" the Guard Leader said coldly.
"Get lost!" Zhang Xiaohao barked coldly.
"This is the City Lord Mansion. You’d better not be too presumptuous, or even if you are a Cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm, you’ll lose your life here!" the Guard Leader said icily.
"A mere Golden Core Realm guard actually dares to shamelessly say I’ll die here? You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that." Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold.
Before the Guard Leader could open his mouth again, Zhang Xiaohao casually waved his right hand. A streak of golden light fell, and the Guard Leader’s body instantly lost control, dragged by a terrifying force, shooting toward the horizon. He turned into a tiny streak of starlight in midair and directly vanished without a trace.
This sudden scene immediately left the surrounding guards completely dumbfounded.
"You all want to follow in his footsteps too?" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
Hearing his words, the guards who had been in a daze snapped back to themselves, each gripping the Magic Artifact in their hands, staring at Zhang Xiaohao nervously.
Zhang Xiaohao acted as if he didn’t see their posture at all. He took a step forward and calmly walked ahead.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching, the guards retreated backward in terror.
No one dared to make the first move, because the disparity between their cultivations was simply too huge. If they dared attack at this time, their ending would be the same as that of the Guard Leader just now.
Very soon, Zhang Xiaohao stepped into the City Lord Mansion.
Such a huge incident at the gates—a Nascent Soul Late Stage Cultivator killing his way in—naturally spread inside like a gust of wind.
Whoosh whoosh!!
Just as Zhang Xiaohao reached the front courtyard, two streaks of rosy light descended from the sky. The newcomers were two old men, one fat and one skinny, both emanating Nascent Soul Peak cultivation.
Seeing them appear, the surrounding guards immediately bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Gold and Silver Immortals!"
"Hmph! Useless trash. A whole group of you actually got forced back by a mere Nascent Soul Late Stage junior. If word gets out, all the face of the City Lord Mansion will be lost because of you!" the Fatty on the left said coldly.
Having said that, the Fatty and the skinny one both walked up with cold expressions.
"Brat, you’ve got nerve. You actually dare come to the City Lord Mansion to make a scene," the Fatty said, squinting his eyes.
"Big Brother, what’s the point of wasting so much breath on this brat? Step aside and let me handle him! Let him understand the difference between Late Stage and Perfected Stage within the same Nascent Soul Realm! Let him know what a Great Cultivator is—that’s what a Great Cultivator is!" the skinny one said murderously.
"Make it quick. Don’t tarnish the reputation of us Gold and Silver Immortals!" the Fatty ordered.
"Don’t worry, Big Brother. You still don’t know how I do things? If this brat can survive more than three seconds in my hands, I’ll walk upside down!" the skinny one said arrogantly.
With that, he stepped forward, nostrils pointed at the sky as he looked down at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Brat, are you going to obediently accept death, or do you want me to help you along?" the skinny one said, squinting his eyes.
"Shameless piece of trash," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
His right hand snapped up like lightning and pointed forward. A golden Sword Qi shot from his fingertip, as fast as lightning and carrying overwhelming power. Before the skinny one could react, it cleaved down on his head, slicing his entire person, including the Nascent Soul within his body, cleanly into two halves.
"Pig-dog-like garbage, and you dare come out to block my way? Now it’s your turn." Zhang Xiaohao’s cold gaze fell on the Fatty.
"Ah! Senior, don’t! I was wrong, spare my life!"
"Weren’t you pretty arrogant just now? Why are you chickening out now? Want to live? Try again in your next life." Zhang Xiaohao said with disdain.
He pointed with his index finger, and another streak of golden Sword Qi shot out from his fingertip. Under the Fatty’s terrified gaze, it slashed into his body, blasting him into pieces. Endless blood rain poured down from the sky onto the ground.
"Scram!!!" After dealing with the Fatty and the skinny one, Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.
The surrounding guards, facing Zhang Xiaohao’s icy stare, all recoiled in terror, afraid that they’d provoke him in the next instant and be casually slaughtered by him as well.
"All of you, stop right there!!!" Just then, a cold snort came from the sky. Immediately after, a middle-aged man descended from the heavens with twelve Cultivators of the Divinity Transformation Realm, standing coldly opposite Zhang Xiaohao.
A Late-stage Divinity Transformation aura spread out from the Jingfeng City Lord, surging in all directions.
Seeing the City Lord appear, the guards who had been fleeing came back again. At the same time, large numbers of Cultivator troops rushed out from all sides, each gripping a Magic Artifact as they surrounded Zhang Xiaohao. It looked like they were just waiting for the Jingfeng City Lord to give the word to hack Zhang Xiaohao into eight pieces and slice him a thousand times.
"You’ve got some nerve, barging into my City Lord Mansion and killing my people!" the Jingfeng City Lord said coldly.
"Don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Get the hell out of my way and open up the Transmission Array, and I’ll leave you a dog life," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.