Chapter 2297 - 2295: Qingtian Fortress’s Retaliation

Chapter 2297: Chapter 2295: Qingtian Fortress’s Retaliation

Four hours later.

Zhang Xiaohao ate his fill, set down his chopsticks, and calmly looked at Hong Yi.

"From today on, you will be my servant and address me as Young Master." Zhang Xiaohao ordered.

"Yes, Young Master! Hong Yi obeys!" Hong Yi responded respectfully.

"Let’s go!" Zhang Xiaohao calmly called out.

With a wave of his right hand, he gathered up all the things at the bow of the boat.

The Spirit Boat continued its journey downstream.

Zhang Xiaohao reclined on the lounge chair, holding a book about the strange tales of the Spirit Realm, carefully reading it.

Hong Yi stood behind Zhang Xiaohao, holding a large fan, fanning him, her two smooth, jade-like hands occasionally picking up a washed fruit and placing it in Zhang Xiaohao’s mouth.

All of Zhang Xiaohao’s attention was focused on the book in his hands.

Reading increases one’s knowledge and nurtures one’s righteous spirit, making it stronger and more robust.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao like this, Hong Yi opened her mouth several times to speak, but swallowed her words; she couldn’t find a reason to speak.

"If you have something to say, just speak!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao’s calm voice sounded.

"Ah! Young Master, how did you know?" Hong Yi asked in surprise.

"Although I’m reading, the uneven force of your hand suggests you’re troubled." Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.

"Young Master is exceptionally intelligent! From such a small sign, you’ve already guessed it. Hong Yi is impressed!" Hong Yi praised.

"Go ahead, what’s troubling you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Young Master, I killed the clan leader’s son at Qingtian Fortress. Their people have already pursued us into the Mangdu Mountain. Though the mountain is vast, even if they mobilize billions of True Spirits, they couldn’t find us! But us openly sailing on the river makes detection likely," Hong Yi worriedly stated.

Around them stretched endless black rivers, billowing fiercely, black waves crashing and raising monstrous waves; no wonder she worried. Aside from them, there was no one else, save for the occasional glimmer from the Nine Heavens.

"Are you afraid of Qingtian Fortress’s revenge?" Zhang Xiaohao flicked his right hand, taking out a panda. Hong Yi respectfully lit it for him, as Zhang Xiaohao took a puff and exhaled smoke.

"Yes," Hong Yi nodded respectfully.

"No matter! If they dare come, this will be their gravesite!" Zhang Xiaohao declared boldly.

"Young Master, amongst them is a True Spirit ancestor at the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm. His power is immense, and coupled with the Innate Xuantian Treasure, he is truly strong! Few can oppose him!" Hong Yi said worriedly.

"Where are we?" Zhang Xiaohao questioned.

"In Mangdu Mountain!" Hong Yi thought for a moment and replied.

She didn’t understand why Zhang Xiaohao was asking this out of the blue.

"Where are we now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.

"On the Black Water Poison River!" Hong Yi replied.

"There you have it! Here, the river’s toxins and airborne poisons blend as one. Even with ample Poison Dragon Pills, under the overwhelming toxins of the river, it’s a dead end. Even a True Spirit ancestor at the Great Mahayana Extreme Realm would die here!" Zhang Xiaohao stated earnestly.

"Ah! Young Master, are you not worried at all?" Hong Yi exclaimed.

"Why should I worry? If they dare come, in any numbers, even if Qingtian Fortress mobilizes, with trillions of True Spirit armies, this Young Master fears them not!" Zhang Xiaohao said confidently.

"Hong Yi believes in Young Master! With your Divine Skills, even with vast forces from Qingtian Fortress, they are no match for you!" Hong Yi spoke earnestly.

"Hahaha — That’s right, give me a shoulder rub." Zhang Xiaohao laughed heartily.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Suddenly, the sky was pierced by a thousand spiritual lights, shooting past their heads.

At that moment, a low-level True Spirit at the Middle Mahayana stage, eyes brightened, exclaimed excitedly, "That vile woman is below! Hahaha — Now no one can stop me from getting rich! Her head is mine!"

Having said that, the True Spirit at Middle Mahayana descended with Escape Skill towards Zhang Xiaohao, outpacing his allies to slay him.

But, disappointment awaited him.

As he moved, the surrounding True Spirit cultivators’ eyes brightened, immediately reacting.

Two living beings on the black river below, so obvious; not seeing them meant they were blind.

"Hmph! Old fool, stop! That vile woman’s head is mine!"

"Let go of that woman, it’s my turn!"

"Old fool, you’re too arrogant! Stop!"

Suddenly, angry roars emanated from the mouths of the thousand True Spirits, their powerful voices pressing down on the Middle Mahayana True Spirit cultivator, and in a flash, they unleashed Escape Skills, madly rushing toward Zhang Xiaohao and Hong Yi.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The sky was filled with powerful spiritual lights, accompanied by the sound of breaking air; it persisted for quite a while before fully subsiding.

Over a thousand high-level True Spirit cultivators, coldly surrounded Zhang Xiaohao and Hong Yi.

Among these True Spirit cultivators, the lowest were at the Void Refinement Realm, with the highest at Late Mahayana stage, there were more than a dozen, eyes burning as they gazed at Zhang Xiaohao and Hong Yi like rare treasures.

That look, they seemed eager to swallow them whole.

"Vile woman, it really is you! Searching thousands of times only to find you on the river, truly! No effort needed, it’s you!" A low-level True Spirit at Late Mahayana exclaimed proudly.

"Hmph! These two are mine now! If you’re wise, retreat obediently! Considering you’re from Qingtian Fortress, I’ll spare you! If not, I won’t hesitate to crush you here!" A revealing, sexy, alluring middle-aged woman known as Bai Yi coldly declared.