I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1954 - 1953: Divine Clan Privileges

Crack!

Having said that, Zhang Xiaohao suddenly exerted force with his five fingers, brutally crushing his Nascent Soul. He then flicked his right hand, casting a golden light down, collecting his fallen storage bag and Bi Mu Divine Eye.

After accomplishing all this.

With a cold gaze, Zhang Xiaohao looked indifferently at the surrounding spectators—Cultivators watching the commotion. As Zhang Xiaohao’s icy stare swept over them, each felt a pang of fear, as if some terrifying ancient beast had fixed its eyes on them. Instinctively shivering, they lowered their heads, not daring to meet Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, let alone make any further movements.

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

Retracting his gaze, he then looked at the eighteen welcoming women standing at Tianqing Restaurant’s entrance.

The smiles on these eighteen welcoming women’s faces grew stronger under Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze. As for Zhang Xiaohao casually slaughtering a group on their grounds, that was not a matter that concerned them.

They were all direct members of the Divine Clan, noble in status. Especially within the Bi Mu Divine Race’s domain, if they did not possess any privileges, then they were no different from ordinary clansmen.

Furthermore, the direct members of the Divine Clan had profound strength, especially the powerful Bi Mu Divine Eye. Those with exceptional talent could leverage the Bi Mu Divine Eye to kill beyond their level, just like Zhang Xiaohao did. Such extraordinary talent, worthy of being called a peerless genius, demonstrated the Bi Mu Divine Eye’s might, achieving a complete leap in realm by slaying a Half-step Refining Void Cultivator. This talent is remarkably terrifying. Not just them, but even Tianqing Giant City’s City Lord would not say anything as long as Zhang Xiaohao did not cause excessive chaos or widespread massacre. Killing a mere one or two thousand people would not bring anyone to trouble him.

Even the two maidservants, Bai Yi and Bai Ling, gazing at Zhang Xiaohao’s silhouette, were filled with a sense of change, becoming even more respectful than before.

They never expected Zhang Xiaohao’s talent to be this powerful, able to leap a whole realm to defeat the enemy, suppressing them without leaving a chance for resistance.

"Master, please come in. The servant will take you to the Tian Room! Only there can match your noble status," a welcoming maid said respectfully.

Her walking posture revealed a subtle hint of other emotions.

If a newbie were to see this, they might not understand its meaning, but Zhang Xiaohao, an experienced driver, discerned her intentions just from her actions.

Simply trading her appearance for some cultivation resources.

"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled slightly, giving Bao Lan and Qingyi, the sister disciples, a playful glance, then turned to go upstairs.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao head upstairs, Bai Yi coldly looked at Bao Lan and Qingyi, the sister disciples.

"What are you two standing there for? Master has taken a liking to you, hurry and follow!" Bai Yi said coldly.

Under Bai Yi’s and Bai Ling’s gaze, Bao Lan and Qingyi did not dare to resist.

Moreover, this was Tianqing Giant City, the domain of the Bi Mu Divine Race. The two were from the Human Clan and quite weak in cultivation. If they dared to defy, it might lead to iron-fisted suppression.

Unable to match the circumstances, Bao Lan and Qingyi gritted their silver teeth and reluctantly followed.

Once Zhang Xiaohao and his group entered Tianqing Restaurant, the surrounding spectators finally dared to breathe deeply.

Truly, that earlier scene, an overwhelming silent suppression, was incredibly powerful, almost suffocating them.

"Who exactly is this young master? Such strong talent! With just one strike, he used the Bi Mu Divine Eye to kill a Divine Clan member whose cultivation far surpassed his, and that opponent was of the Half-step Refining Void Realm! Yet he couldn’t even withstand one strike!"

"Haven’t you noticed? His two maidservants seem to be from Qingyi Building. If my guess is right, this young master should be from Divine City, invited by Qingyi Building! Though seeing this, Qingyi Building must have paid a large price to invite him! After all, such an exceptional genius wouldn’t travel across realms with a Transmission Array for such a trivial matter without ample benefits!"

"Indeed! With the hundred-year Divine Clan battle approaching in a month, all the marketplaces within Tianqing Giant City will reshuffle. Achieving better rankings secures better positions and more stores! Clearly, this young master’s presence is tied to this event."

"Haha! Now there’s a spectacle to watch. Jubao Building and Qingyi Building are arch-enemies! This time, due to a roadblock dispute, Qingyi Building’s Divine Clan invitee killed their opponent! Jubao Building surely won’t let this go!"

"Yes! Although there is a clear rule among the Divine Clan, even if a deadly enmity exists, preventing anyone above a major realm from intervening, Jubao Building deploying a Half-step Refining Void Cultivator might still pose a substantial risk to that brat."

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The surrounding discussions, like a gust of wind, quickly spread through Tianqing City. No matter where, there’s never a shortage of onlookers eager for drama, nor a lack of those unafraid of escalating matters.

When Jubao Building’s owner learned that one of the eighteen enshrined they had invited was killed by Qingyi Building’s forces, he flew into a rage. The longstanding feud between the two houses intensified. He immediately ordered a muster of troops, heading grandly towards Tianqing Restaurant.

Meanwhile.

Qingyi Building’s Qingyi Hong, upon hearing from scouts that Zhang Xiaohao casually killed an enshrined of Jubao Building of the Half-step Refining Void Realm, squinted his small eyes almost into slits, feeling the transaction had been incredibly worthwhile.

Immediately ordering, he mustered troops and led Qingyi Building’s experts toward Tianqing Restaurant, wary of Jubao Building’s Old Dog recklessly retaliating.

No matter the festival outside, within Tianqing Restaurant’s eighteenth-floor Tian Room, Zhang Xiaohao lounged lazily on a recliner by the window, enjoying the service of Bai Yi and Bai Ling, the two maidservants.

Bai Yi massaged Zhang Xiaohao, while Bai Ling served him wine and delicacies. Opposite Zhang Xiaohao, stood Bao Lan and Qingyi, the sister disciples.

From the moment they entered, they stood quietly, as Zhang Xiaohao remained silent. The quieter he was, the more embarrassed and uneasy Bao Lan and Qingyi felt.