I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1505 - 1504: Ming Han Snow City

"Brother Xu, I feel unwell..." Zi Wuling said, clamping her perfect jade legs tightly.

"Roar!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.

Just like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, ferociously he charged forward.

Clothes fluttered, and all sorts of sweet and delicate sounds echoed one after another.

In the snow-covered terrain, two figures intertwined under the converging light... Every place they could move left traces from their movements.

This battle, though neither side disclosed it, they both knew in their hearts that from the moment the fight began, it was destined to be a prolonged battle.

A week later.

Roar!

With Zhang Xiaohao’s low growl, the fierce battle finally came to a complete halt.

Zi Wuling, resembling a lazy kitten, lay on the ground unwilling to move; even the strength to lift her hand was nearly gone. Her exquisite and beautiful face bore a blush like the sunset, looking immensely lovely.

"Brother Xu, you’re terrible!" Zi Wuling said, blushing with shame.

"Hehe! As long as you like it!" Zhang Xiaohao smiled smugly.

Throughout the week, Zhang Xiaohao tried all kinds of modern techniques; the bizarre changes almost made Zi Wuling die of embarrassment.

It turned out that in such a small pool of water, the battle could be played in this way; the variety of strategies thoroughly enriched her perspective and significantly increased her insight.

"You recover first, I’ll prepare some food, and then we’ll eat and I’ll take you into the city," Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.

Even the most beautiful time, also has an end.

Moreover, he carried two heaven-defying cultivation techniques, destined not to stay long in one place. Even if the Spirit Clan wished to shelter him, the allure of the two techniques would inevitably bring the catastrophe of annihilation upon them.

"Mm." Zi Wuling nodded with a shy blush, taking out some healing pills and consuming them, then sat up and operated the cultivation technique to restore her exhausted energy.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Xiaohao smiled knowingly, laid down a piece of beast skin on the ground, then took out some braised dishes and other foods, and finally a carcass of a hawk beast. A fireball technique shot out, starting to roast the beast’s meat.

Half an hour later.

A rich aroma wafted from the hawk beast’s meat. Zhang Xiaohao flicked his hand, sprinkling some seasoning over it, and instantly the fragrance became more alluring, the dense aroma penetrating the nostrils in such an enjoyable manner.

With a single hand gesture, the flame extinguished, and he took out a plate, placing the nicely roasted beast meat, sliced into evenly portioned pieces, onto it.

After completing everything, Zhang Xiaohao looked at Zi Wuling with a smile, seeing she was still in cultivation, probably needing time yet to awaken. He flipped his hand, taking out the iPhone 8 Cheng Tianxue had given him from the Shennong Ring.

"Haha, indeed! After so long, it couldn’t possibly have any charge left," Zhang Xiaohao shook his head, smiling wryly.

With a wave, he stored away the iPhone 8, lying on tiger skin and gazing at the sky, thinking complexly, at this time, Xue’er and others should have given birth, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohao’s smile grew even more.

Sadly, he could no longer return, unless he reached the Spirit Realm Peak and became the number one in the Spirit Realm, subduing the hundreds of clans with his power alone to bring them one by one back up.

As for other concerns, Zhang Xiaohao didn’t need to worry. With Master Old Ghost around and the various back-ups he left behind, no one on Earth could harm them.

Moreover, with the cultivation techniques he left behind, as long as they followed the steps and practiced, the treasures like Ice Skin Lotus and Netherworld Holy Tree in the basement were enough to ensure their safety for a thousand years.

Come to think of it, after a millennium, even if he couldn’t become number one, he could still smile proudly in the Spirit Realm, unimpeded by anyone.

"Brother Xu, what are you thinking?" Zi Wuling asked.

"I’m thinking about you!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

Earth will always be a secret in his heart.

"Brother Xu, I think of you too! When we go back, I’ll look for opportunities to date you," Zi Wuling shyly bowed her head.

"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

"Alright, stop dawdling. The meal is ready; if you don’t eat, it’ll get cold, and it won’t be as tasty!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a laugh.

"Mm." Zi Wuling nodded.

Sitting beside Zhang Xiaohao, she picked up a bottle of 1982 Lafite red wine and handed it to Zhang Xiaohao.

"Miss Zi, stop dawdling, eat quickly!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a laugh.

Then, the two started to eat.

After the meal, Zhang Xiaohao obliterated the traces on the ground.

Zi Wuling waved her hand, retracting the Inverted Five Elements Array around, the array flags transformed into streaks of light, collected into the storage bag at her waist.

After completing everything, Zi Wuling gently took out a black hat, placing it on Zhang Xiaohao’s head, then on her own.

"Brother Xu, let’s go!" Zi Wuling said.

"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

With a single point of his finger, a Spirit Boat appeared in the air; grabbing Zi Wuling, he leapt onto the Spirit Boat.

With both hands forming a magic formula, he roared, "Go—!"

Whoosh!

As his voice fell, the Spirit Boat flashed like lightning, heading toward Ming Han Snow City.

A day later.

Retracting the Spirit Boat, Zhang Xiaohao and Zi Wuling landed on the ground, three miles ahead was Ming Han Snow City.

The grand Ming Han Snow City soared into the clouds, radiating a majestic atmosphere, clearly visible from afar despite the distance.

"Brother Xu, stop looking! Let’s go in!" Zi Wuling said, blushing shyly.

"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

The two walked together toward Ming Han Snow City.

Gradually, the surroundings became lively.

Various strange Mu Ye Clan people, each carrying bizarre weapons like knives and swords, kept coming and going; even the weakest among them were in the Qi Refining Realm, without a single ordinary person.

Soon.

Zhang Xiaohao and Zi Wuling walked through the crowd to the front; at the city gate stood a squad of hundreds of guards, each wearing white clothes and white masks, with tall bodies showcasing the characteristics of Mu Ye Clan’s physique unmistakably.

"Halt! To enter the city each one must pay one hundred pieces of low-grade Spirit Stone!" As Zhang Xiaohao and Zi Wuling approached, a hulking figure over two meters tall came over, stopping them.

"Insolence! To whom are you demanding one hundred pieces of low-grade Spirit Stone?" Before Zhang Xiaohao could speak, Zi Wuling snorted coldly.