Chapter 293: Chapter 292: Even Laying Down the Butcher’s Knife Is a Sin to Buddha

Wang Xuan’s drunken demeanor, along with the Rouge Beauty’s coyness, made the two of them, who otherwise had decent looks and figures, seem rather lacking in aura.

Jiang Xi hesitated while holding the jade pendant, and the shopkeeper was also awkward; both parties wanted the same item, making this business difficult.

"You two, I’m quite fond of these jade pendants, so please choose something else." Jiang Xi wasn’t angry; her manners were remarkable.

Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow; could Zhao Ritian really find such a woman? Impossible, where would there be such a good woman who was blind?

"No, no, I just want these." The woman beside Wang Xuan stomped her foot, appearing anxious and unhappy.

After coughing, Wang Xuan said, "Sorry, young lady, if I don’t buy these, I’ll be in big trouble when I get back. Shopkeeper, check out!"

"Hold on!" Zhao Hao walked out with a cold face, making the air around them freeze, like the prelude to a storm.

Jiang Xi quickly pulled him back, saying, "I don’t want them anymore, don’t fight and kill." After saying that, she dragged Zhao Hao away.

Such disputes could lead to fighting and killing, and might even cause a fatality, something Jiang Xi didn’t want. It was unnecessary and would harm one’s virtue.

The shopkeeper awkwardly looked at Wang Xuan, quoted the price, and Wang Xuan waved grandly, buying the three items for a total of twelve million Star Yuan, exuding a wealthy air.

Watching Zhao Hao and Jiang Xi leave, Di Xuan curiously asked, "Is this the Zhao Hao we know? He actually held back. From my memory, he’s someone who never likes to suffer any loss. Sunshine always warms himself, while he’s cold to others, utterly selfish."

"He’s still the same, but just enduring a bit for the sake of that woman, especially because of the child in her belly. A father must consider others. Zhao Hao has started to realize this, just unsure if, after understanding it, he’ll change or remain proud, rebellious, and selfish," Wang Xuan said with narrowed eyes, while Di Xuan’s Eye of Truth saw through the layers of construction, always seeing the scenes of Zhao Hao and Jiang Xi.

"Who knows, he might turn out to be a good man, though the likelihood is low. Once character is set, it’s hard to change." Di Xuan shrugged.

As for whether to kill Zhao Hao, the two of them had no hesitation. Whether he’ll become a good person in the future has nothing to do with what he’s done in the past.

Putting down the butcher’s knife and becoming a Buddha? Can all the mistakes of the past be wiped clean? That’s just talking nonsense.

The departing Zhao Hao was still displeased, looking at Jiang Xi with disappointment, asking, "Two cultivators at the Divine Treasure realm, is there really a need to endure so much? You gave them face!"

"That’s still better than killing someone again. I don’t want the father of my child to be a murderous person. Besides, for the sake of the child, you should accumulate some good karma, shouldn’t you?" Jiang Xi said, smiling.

"Sigh, talking about this is pointless." Zhao Hao looked uncomfortable; why was this woman so much like Tang Monk, yet he couldn’t displease her.

After all, she was the mother of his unborn son.

"Let’s go see a movie." Zhao Hao casually bought two tickets, choosing the literary film Jiang Xi liked.

At the cinema, he saw those annoying people again; the man was unshaven and drunk, and the woman was tacky and lacked charm. Combined with the previous incident, it was unbearable for him.

Jiang Xi also noticed and held his hand, pleading, "Forget it, let’s just endure."

There was no real conflict between them, the grievances weren’t big, and there was no need to make it into a major issue.

Zhao Hao’s chest heaved, feeling the connection of blood touching Jiang Xi’s belly, and his anger gradually subsided. He could sense the bloodline connection. It was difficult for Earth Immortal and Celestial Immortal to have offspring, yet he and Jiang Xi had conceived in just ten days, an exceedingly low probability. Truly, this fate was heaven’s will.

Art films are suited for those with a quiet mind, and Zhao Hao could watch, yet found it dull. He acted straightforwardly, disliked roundabout things, and always cut down anything that did not please him with one strike.

In the ensuing hours, the two had fun in Peacock Demon City. Zhao Hao found it somewhat amusing, while Jiang Xi was happy. Compared to her previous life, now her will was her own, able to do what she wanted.

Back in the valley, late at night, Zhao Hao listened to the faint heartbeat. The child was still developing and very vulnerable. During this time, he hadn’t touched the woman, to avoid harming the child.

"What name should the child have when born?" Jiang Xi asked, both eagerly awaiting and hoping he would be born later.

"Zhao Zongheng, Zhao Wudi, Divine King Zhao, Zhao Jiu Tian, Zhao Hengyu..." Zhao Hao had long thought of many names, all extraordinarily mighty, reflecting his great expectations for the child.

Jiang Xi shook her head, "No, don’t put too much pressure on the child. I just wish for him to live a life of peace and hope for world peace.

What do you think of calling him Zhao Chengping? Zhao Ping’an is also good."

Zhao Hao was speechless; what was this woman thinking?

A creak sounded, and the small wooden latch door was pushed open.

Clearly, someone had entered; a glint of light flashed in Zhao Hao’s eyes, as he hadn’t sensed the person’s arrival.

Divine Thought swept the area, revealing a tall man in white and blue standing in the courtyard, holding a long blade and meditating.

"Who are you?" Zhao Hao stepped out the door to inquire.

Arriving silently here, this person was undoubtedly extraordinary, with strength no less than his own, requiring caution.

"I am here to kill you." Wang Xuan’s face was featureless, eerily like a Life-Seeking Ghost Emissary.

Zhao Hao glanced at the wooden house behind him; if a battle broke out, the aftermath would inevitably affect Jiang Xi, causing him concern.

"I’ve heard someone offered a bounty to hire an Assassin Alliance assassin to take my life; did you accept the mission?" Zhao Hao asked. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"That’s right," Wang Xuan replied emotionlessly, glancing at the woman who came out from the door. Under the moonlight, the entire world was clear to them, no different from daytime.

"You should know my identity is not ordinary. Someone offered One Yuan as a bounty, yet you came all this way for One Star Yuan, risking your life to take it, which clearly seems unreasonable.

You and I have enmity, but only three or five would dare act, because I am a True Inheritor of Celestial Sword Mountain, a Great Sword Immortal of the Pure Yang Realm.

It is clear you have the strength and courage to kill me, narrowing the suspects down, Wang Xuan, you seem confident to kill me."

Zhao Hao guessed the person in front of him, with his sword at his side vibrating, ready to be unsheathed, both he and it eager to face the enemy.

"You are not lacking in brains, or anything else, except character. If not for that, you wouldn’t have so many mortal enemies," Wang Xuan said deeply.

"What does my character have to do with you! Wang Xuan, in a battle between you and me, one of us dies, and it will only be you!" Zhao Hao declared domineeringly.

"Then, I shall grant you death." Wang Xuan laughed heartily, "Come, if you don’t want your woman to die, fight me in the sky!"

Saying this, Wang Xuan soared into the sky. Zhao Hao took a look at Jiang Xi, breathed deeply, and said, "This person is evil; I have no absolute certainty of returning alive. If I die, live well."

The moonlight was like water; a round, bright white jade moon shone, the two stood high in the air, clothes fluttering, black hair flowing, and killing intent spread out unrestrained.

Wang Xuan had long anticipated this moment; without outside interference, he could unleash his full strength. Killing Zhao Hao was his long-held obsession.

The Pure Yang Qi in the heaven and earth was drawn in, pouring into Zhao Hao’s body. The Pure Yang Primordial Spirit swept away the sinister energy, the sword in his hand awaiting its brilliance.

"After you die, I won’t touch your family and friends." Inside Zhao Hao, the magic power surged, already operating powerful secret techniques, preparing to unleash his strongest combat power.

Wang Xuan’s mouth curved into a smile, "After you die, I’ll bring that woman to your master, untouched."

He also remained vigilant, possessing power comparable to mid to late Pure Yang, comparable defenses to the Pure Yang Peak. After performing over ten secret techniques, his strength increased with every breath. The strength and defense of the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield, the Essence, Qi, and Spirit of the Mixed Element Martial Scripture, and the Immortal Martial Dao Intent under the operation of the Creation True Scripture all reached the pinnacle of the peak at this moment.

Their life and death battle was ultimately inevitable.