Chapter 2288 - 2286: The Last Time (Second Update)

Chapter 2288: Chapter 2286: The Last Time (Second Update)

The intense battle went on for an unknown amount of time.

Only when Zhang Xiaohao let out a second growl and stopped did the battle finally come to an end.

With a wave of his right hand, countless spiritual powers shot forth from the palm of his hand, transforming under Zhang Xiaohao’s control into two sets of clothing, which were then placed on Long Xian’er and Qiu Yulan.

Having completed this task.

Zhang Xiaohao embraced the two of them, and using the Space Law Silk, they vanished into space.

Three days later.

Zhang Xiaohao, holding the two women, stopped atop an ordinary small hill.

With another wave of his hand, numerous formation flags shot out from the storage bag at his waist, glimmering in mid-air. With a hand seal from Zhang Xiaohao, the flags arranged themselves into a powerful formation, instantly rising to envelope the surrounding area.

"Fusion!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted.

With a wave of both hands, thousands of powerful formations merged together, forming a super fusion formation that securely protected the space before him.

"With this super fusion formation, I can be a bit more at ease," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

Looking at the two women still sleeping on the bed, Zhang Xiaohao’s body shimmered as he melded into the void. He did not immediately leave but remained hidden in the depths, calmly watching them.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

The two women, who had been sleeping all this time, slowly opened their eyes, then gradually sat up from the bed.

In the void, Zhang Xiaohao saw them awaken, a heartfelt smile forming at the corner of his mouth. Without wasting any time, he employed the Space Law Silk, heading forward.

The road he had to walk was still long, and the enemies he faced were incredibly powerful. He did not have much time left; he had to grow stronger before these fierce foes reached him.

Then, with thunderous means, he would suppress them all, ascend to the True Immortal Realm, and seek out his birth parents.

...

"Hmm? Where is this? Why does it hurt so much? How did I end up in bed? Where’s Zhang Xiaohao? Where did he go?" Long Xian’er rubbed her sore calf and said.

She circulated spiritual power to dispel the pain from her body.

Leaping off the bed, she flipped her right hand, retrieved a brand-new short skirt, and slipped it on, her gaze scanning the area, trying to find Zhang Xiaohao’s figure.

But she was destined to be disappointed; the surrounding area was empty, and Zhang Xiaohao was nowhere in sight.

"Zhang Xiaohao, you scoundrel, where are you? Come out to see me!" Long Xian’er called out gracefully.

But she was destined to be disappointed; Zhang Xiaohao quietly left to avoid upsetting her once they awakened.

"Sister, don’t bother calling, he’s already gone!" Qiu Yulan said, leaping off the bed.

"Gone? Without even saying goodbye? Does this bastard plan to abandon us after using us?" Long Xian’er was first stunned, but then realized. Arms crossed, she spoke with displeasure.

"Ah! Look, there it is." Suddenly, Qiu Yulan pointed beneath Long Xian’er.

"Ah! Yours has come out too!" Long Xian’er pointed beneath herself.

The next moment, the two women hurried back to the bed, raising their legs, maintaining their posture.

"Sister, what do you plan to do?" Qiu Yulan asked.

"Hmph! That scoundrel must think we’re too weak, which is why he left silently! Once I break through to the Mahayana Realm, I’ll go find him!" Long Xian’er declared seriously.

"..." Qiu Yulan thought silently, guessing, "I am at the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm. He probably wants me to stay behind to take care of you."

Elsewhere.

A black mountain range a thousand kilometers away showed no peculiarities from the outside, plain and unremarkable.

Inside the belly of this black mountain, a black figure wearing a long black scholar’s robe stood.

Golden spiritual power danced in his hands, continuously scattering out, quickly dissolving the iron-hard walls as if they were mice encountering a cat.

After a dozen breaths.

A cave, over a hundred square meters, was carved out.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The next moment, brilliant lights flashed, establishing a super fusion formation around the area.

Followingly, numerous blood-red Power of Reincarnation flowed from his body, enveloping the entire cave.

Having completed this, he finally paused.

Flipping his right hand, he produced a panda, pinched it between two fingers, and ignited it with a golden flame at his fingertips, smoking with his eyes squinted.

The person was none other than Zhang Xiaohao.

After leaving Long Xian’er and Qiu Yulan, Zhang Xiaohao swiftly utilized the Space Law Silk, journeying onward for a week before finally stopping.

"Phew! Long Xian’er is probably furious now?" Zhang Xiaohao said, exhaling smoke.

A bitter smile graced his face.

With a wave of his right hand, a large swimming pool appeared on the ground, followed by a water-based magic formula, filling it with warm water radiating wisps of heat.

"Alas, this is for your own good. I hope you won’t blame me! Understand my well-intentioned motives," Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

Shaking his head, he resolved not to dwell on the issue further.

With a single hand slap on his storage bag, a soft dream-thought bed appeared on the ground, into which he vanished, calmly smoking a panda cigarette.

After finishing a cigarette, Zhang Xiaohao flipped his right hand, launching countless True Spirit Fruits from his storage bag, hovering in mid-air, amounting to nearly sixty thousand.

With another shake of his sleeve, countless globs of True Spirit Blood released from the sleeve’s universe, floating in mid-air.

Having established a Sumeru Cave Heaven formation nearby, there were no worries about accommodating these items, no matter the quantity.

The recent battle with the monkey True Spirit had taught Zhang Xiaohao a valuable lesson.

"A bird in hand is worth two in the bush."

Good things are only worthwhile when consumed; otherwise, they are no better than nonexistent. The difference between having and not having is entirely indistinguishable.

Anything that can enhance his combat strength is paramount.

As for anything else, it does not need much consideration.

"Devour!" Zhang Xiaohao yelled.

The True Spirit Fruits, along with the True Spirit Blood, were swallowed whole by the enormous mouth he created, the terrifying power roaring inside Zhang Xiaohao’s body, threatening to burst him open the next instant.