novelraw Chapter 450 Your Gratitude is Touching, Please Stop Crying on My Robes
Chapter 450 Your Gratitude is Touching, Please Stop Crying on My Robes
Still...
The fat man quickly regained his smile.
"Oh well."
"At least I can still eat."
"I’m still alive, and that’s what matters most."
He chuckled lightly.
"As long as I’m alive, hope still exists."
Then Zhang San slowly turned around. His gaze landed upon his two newest toys.
Ming Ye looked utterly miserable at this point.
His once handsome appearance had long vanished beneath exhaustion, fear, and despair.
As for Old Xi...
The old man had finally regained consciousness earlier, only to immediately wish he had not.
Both master and servant now looked at Zhang San with deep terror in their eyes.
The fat man grinned widely.
"So then..."
"Are you boys ready for round two?"
The moment those words fell, Ming Ye’s expression twisted in rage and humiliation.
"When my father finds me, I swear I’ll have you tortured and grilled for all eternity!" Ming Ye roared furiously through his spiritual sense.
Unfortunately for him...
His threats fell completely on deaf ears.
Zhang San did not care in the slightest.
In fact, he had already moved toward Ming Ye again with obvious enthusiasm.
Given his lack of standards, he would have shared a bed with anything that had a pulse or even a sentient rock.
Having Ming Ye fall into his lap was like stumbling upon a Divine Grade Treasure.
His passion burned with the intensity of a thousand suns, and his energy showed no signs of flickering.
He could clearly see how Ming Ye had once treated the women he captured while cultivating his vile dual cultivation arts.
The man never showed the slightest bit of mercy, handling them roughly as though they were nothing more than disposable tools for his own pleasure and cultivation.
Because of that, Zhang San felt absolutely no guilt in making Ming Ye suffer the same humiliation himself.
In fact, the big fatty even felt that heaven itself was finally delivering justice.
"An eye for an eye," Zhang San muttered with a grin so wide that his cheeks nearly split apart.
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Big Fatty Zhang San truly had a mountain of work ahead of him, yet he showed not the slightest sign of exhaustion.
Instead, he approached everything with shocking enthusiasm and care as though he were handling priceless treasures.
His large body moved tirelessly through the dark private chambers, and his laughter constantly echoed through the area.
Naturally, all sorts of shameless and indecent sounds filled the chambers without pause.
The entire chamber became lively throughout the day and night, making it impossible for anyone nearby to rest peacefully.
Among the two new toys, Zhang San spent even more time taking care of Old Man Xi.
After all, the old fellow had captured far more women than Ming Ye throughout his life, and his sins were countless.
Zhang San could not help but sigh in amazement every time he thought about it.
"That old bastard really lived quite the colorful life," he muttered while shaking his head.
"No wonder he was so strong before. It seems half his cultivation came from these evil arts."
Even so, Zhang San did not hold back at all.
To him, these two evil monsters were simply walking treasures.
Every bit of energy he extracted from them caused his cultivation to rise steadily.
His aura became denser and more stable as time passed, and the spiritual energy within his dantian grew increasingly rich.
The big fatty was naturally overjoyed.
All in all, Zhang San had obtained an enormous harvest this time, and he knew very well that none of it would have been possible without Lin Feng.
If Lin Feng had not casually subdued Ming Ye and Old Man Xi like insignificant ants, Zhang San would never have dared approach such terrifying experts at his earlier strength.
Twenty-four hours later, Zhang San finally stopped for a moment.
Sitting cross-legged atop a luxurious bed, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully while feeling the surging power flowing through his meridians.
His cultivation had improved yet again.
"A little bit but a tiny drop makes an ocean in the end." Zhang San muttered under his breath.
For a brief moment, he became emotional.
In the past, he had been nothing more than a shameless, gluttonous fool, scurrying through the gutters of Clear Moon City and nursing his wounds in this morgue like a gutter rat.
But those days of hiding were over and his cultivation base had finally surged back to life.
Thinking about all this, Zhang San suddenly hesitated.
"Should I perhaps visit that old fogey Lin Feng and personally thank him?" he asked himself quietly.
After all, Lin Feng had casually changed his fate with a wave of his hand.
Such kindness could not easily be repaid.
However, after pondering for a while, Zhang San quickly dismissed the idea and waved his hand.
"Forget it."
"That old fogey is far too mysterious. Experts like him come and go like drifting clouds. A tiny place like Clear Moon City can never keep a true dragon trapped forever."
The more Zhang San thought about Lin Feng, the more awe he felt in his heart.
That calm and indifferent demeanor... that overwhelming strength capable of crushing ancient monsters without effort... it was something Zhang San could never forget for the rest of his life.
In his eyes, Lin Feng was already no different from an immortal walking among mortals.
"Sooner or later, he’ll leave this little city and head toward the wider world," Zhang San muttered softly. "When that day comes, I will be a free bird once again!"
The fatty then shook his head and stopped thinking about it further.
Such matters were too distant for someone like him right now.
What mattered most was improving his own cultivation step by step.
Although he knew his progress would become much slower from this point onward, Zhang San did not feel discouraged in the slightest.
Slow progress was still progress. It was infinitely better than remaining stuck forever without hope.
His eyes soon narrowed into happy crescents again as he looked toward the luxurious chambers nearby.
"Hehehe... cultivation can wait a little longer," Zhang San said shamelessly before waddling back inside with excitement written all over his face.
Before long, the lively sounds within the chambers began echoing once more throughout this hidden place inside the city morgue.