I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1913 - 1912: Observation

Zhang Xiaohao swaggered arrogantly down the road at the city gate, walking like a crab, with a demeanor that showed disregard for everything.

A moment later.

Zhang Xiaohao had already arrived at the city gate here, and from a distance, the armored guards at the gate saw Zhang Xiaohao’s figure.

"We have seen the lord!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao come over, the armored guards at the city gate, led by their captain, respectfully saluted.

"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded with satisfaction, then stepped forward and walked inside the city gate.

After Zhang Xiaohao had completely left, the group of armored guards then raised their heads again and continued to guard the gate.

Inside Youlong City, vendors were everywhere. There were mortals and cultivators, shouting on both sides of the street, with people coming and going in an endless stream, making it very lively.

"There are quite a lot of people. I’ll let you have your fun for a while, but soon you won’t be able to enjoy it!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

Shaking his folding fan, he walked forward, with a glint of gold deep in the corner of his eye. Although he seemed indifferent, he was actually using the Reincarnation Heavenly Eye to observe the surroundings, looking for the best place to poison.

Although Youlong City was vast, nearly 500,000 kilometers, with Zhang Xiaohao’s movement, under his divine skill of stepping in an inch at a time, it took him only one day to observe every place in the city.

Outside a tavern, Zhang Xiaohao sat at a table, ordered a table full of exquisite dishes and some fine wine, sat on a stool, and began to eat.

"It seems that to release poison, I must enter the City Lord Mansion, borrow the City Protection Array of Youlong City, and release these poisonous powders. Only then, under the support of the City Protection Array, can the poisonous powder spread to every corner of Youlong City. When that time comes, I can mobilize the power of the City Protection Array to kill them!" Zhang Xiaohao schemed in his heart.

"Bro, this spot is nice! Why don’t we sit here?" Suddenly, a group of cultivators walked over from the opposite side, and a follower said flatteringly.

The leader of the group arrogantly glanced at Zhang Xiaohao and saw that Zhang Xiaohao was also a direct descendant of the Bi Mu Divine Race, but only had the cultivation of Nascent Soul Peak. He didn’t take him seriously, knowing his own esteemed identity as the chief military advisor of the city lord’s eldest son of Youlong City. Besides, he was a mid-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator, also a direct descendant, so he naturally wouldn’t regard Zhang Xiaohao, a rootless figure, in his eyes.

"Get rid of him, make it look good." The white-clothed scholar in the lead nodded.

"Bro, don’t you trust Gou San to handle this? It’s just a trivial Nascent Soul minor character. Even if he’s a direct descendant, so what? In front of you, if he’s a dragon he has to lie down, if he’s a tiger he has to kneel! If he dares to be ungrateful, I don’t mind teaching him how to behave!" Gou San said coldly.

"Hmm." The white-clothed scholar nodded, agreeing with his words.

Immediately, Gou San swaggered arrogantly towards Zhang Xiaohao with a gait like a bastard.

Bang!

Approaching Zhang Xiaohao’s side, he slammed a black steel saber, a magical weapon, onto the table, causing the table to shake and the food to quiver.

"Kid, are you going to roll yourself, or do you want Lord Gou to throw you out?" Gou San said arrogantly, stepping a foot on a stool.

Zhang Xiaohao leisurely finished the spiritual wine in his cup, refilled it from the wine jug, and then calmly looked up at him.

"Get lost—!" Zhang Xiaohao barked coldly.

Gou San was immediately enraged. After swaggering around Youlong City for so many years, being told to get lost by a mere kid in front of everyone—if he didn’t fiercely teach this boy a lesson, how could he maintain his reputation?

"Bold child! You’re the first to tell Lord Gou to get lost! Do you even know who Lord Gou is?" Gou San said coldly.

Bang!

Zhang Xiaohao looked at him indifferently, then suddenly threw his wine cup, the liquor carrying a powerful force, shooting onto Gou San’s head and chopping it off.

"Just a dog, do I need to know who you are?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Continuing to eat and drink as if the previous events had nothing to do with him.

His casual demeanor instantly infuriated the white-clothed scholar.

"What audacity! You dare touch my people, Bai Tianhu? You’re courting death! Surround him! If he resists, kill him on the spot!" Bai Tianhu ordered coldly.

"Yes, sir!!!" The guards behind him responded respectfully.

Immediately, about twenty men rushed up, brandishing their steel sabers, coldly targeting Zhang Xiaohao. The momentum of the Golden Core Realm emanated madly from them, oppressively pressing towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Attack!!!" Suddenly, a guard roared.

As his words fell, the guards rushed forward, their steel sabers, magical weapons, making loud cutting-through-air noises, with spiritual power flowing on the blades, aiming to cut Zhang Xiaohao’s limbs, clearly trying to capture him.

"Why do annoying flies always come to disturb me? Can’t I have a quiet meal?" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head and said.

Seeing the surrounding cold glints getting closer, Zhang Xiaohao didn’t move but quickly drew the steel saber from the table and fiercely slashed around!

Crack, crack, crack!!!

A series of weapon-shattering sounds followed, along with about twenty heads flying into the air, all chopped off in the face of Zhang Xiaohao’s overpowering stroke.

Clang!

After dealing with them, Zhang Xiaohao sheathed the steel saber, gave an indifferent glance at the white-clothed scholar opposite him, his gaze flickering at the scholar’s forehead, then continued eating as if none of it had anything to do with him.

Zhang Xiaohao’s arrogant demeanor thoroughly provoked the white-clothed scholar opposite him.

"You reckless child! Even though you’re a divine clan direct descendant, you’re just a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Dare to be so arrogant in front of me, kill my people, and ignore me? You deserve death!!!" Bai Tianhu said with a gloomy face.

"Hmm, not bad! This braised spiritual fish is quite well-made, pretty tasty." Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.

Ignoring the white-clothed scholar as if he was just air.

"Ah! You ignorant child, how dare you ignore me! You’re courting death! Even if the Daluo Immortal came today, he wouldn’t save you from your fate of a certain death!" Bai Tianhu was thoroughly enraged.

He flipped his right hand, the nature’s spiritual energy rapidly converging in his right palm, forming a golden palm print, aggressively pressing towards Zhang Xiaohao, clearly intending to kill Zhang Xiaohao in one strike.