Chapter 384: Adopt You as My Foster Son

"Alright."

"And you don't have any time left."

"No time left?"

Chen Hao was a bit confused by Lala's words.

"What do you mean by 'no time'?"

"Don't you know that fourteen days have already passed?"

"Fourteen days have already passed?!"

Chen Hao widened his eyes.

He had been crawling in the secret realm for so long; he thought it had only taken a day or two at most.

He hadn't expected it to be fourteen days.

These fourteen days had passed like a white horse galloping past a crack; Chen Hao hadn't even reacted before the time was up.

"What else did you think? How else could your strength have increased so quickly?"

Lala continued, "I suppose I should congratulate you on passing the trial of the secret realm."

"If you hadn't passed..."

"What would have happened if I hadn't passed?"

"You would have died."

"Died!!!"

Chen Hao looked at Lala, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Lala, although we had some history, you don't have to treat me like this, do you?"

Hearing this, Lala rolled her eyes.

"I thought you knew."

"And even if I hadn't told you, didn't you walk out alive anyway?"

Hearing this, Chen Hao couldn't help but say, "Do you know that during those days inside, I almost fell asleep?"

"I know that! That's why I conjured up the transvestites to stimulate your potential."

"Those transvestites were conjured by you?"

Chen Hao was somewhat surprised.

He hadn't expected that the transvestites Lala conjured would actually deceive his eyes.

"Yes."

Lala nodded.

"That secret realm is a sacred place for us witches."

"Our constitution as witches is different from you humans."

"We can enter and exit the secret realm freely, but you humans cannot."

Hearing this, Chen Hao didn't say anything more, but said, "Fourteen days have passed."

"That leaves me with only one day."

Chen Hao had to find Zhao Zihu on the second day and successfully kill him.

Otherwise, only endless hunting awaited Chen Hao.

The second day.

Chen Hao arrived at the Killing Tower.

Perhaps it was a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road, but Zhao Zihu happened to be at the Killing Tower's contact point.

Zhao Zihu ordered a cup of coffee and was fiddling with the glass there.

"Is your Killing Tower even capable or not?"

Zhao Zihu said, "I asked you to help me find information, and it's been nearly half a month. How come you haven't found any information at all?"

Chen Ziyan was sitting at another table, reading a newspaper.

"Zhao Zihu, you really have a lot of time on your hands!"

"It's been half a month. If I were you, I would have gone to find them myself."

"Chen Ziyan, I'm very curious, why won't you take my mission?"

For these past few days, Zhao Zihu had been staying in the coffee shop.

He only did one thing, and that was to issue the mission.

Assassins within the Killing Tower are allowed to take private jobs.

Since Chen Ziyan was unwilling to take this mission, he would give this mission of finding the assassin to others.

The assassins within the Killing Tower were a mixed bunch.

There were all kinds of people inside.

Seeing that Zhao Zihu was willing to pay one billion for the head of the enemy who killed his son,

those assassins were naturally willing to take the mission.

Unfortunately.

When Chen Hao killed Zhao Xuecheng, he did it flawlessly.

For these guys to find Chen Hao was harder than ascending to heaven.

So, after so many days had passed, Zhao Zihu still had nothing to show for it.

Zhao Zihu had heard of the Killing Tower's reputation.

The person who founded the Killing Tower was an extremely terrifying big shot.

Once, a Saint Realm person caused trouble at a Killing Tower branch.

Within three days, that guy ended up dead on the street.

From then on, everyone kept their distance from the Killing Tower.

Chen Hao walked in.

Zhao Zihu saw Chen Hao.

"Huh?"

A strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Kid, what's going on with you?"

"In just half a month, you've actually reached the eighth stage of the Monarch Realm!"

Zhao Zihu found it unbelievable.

Half a month ago, Chen Hao was at the fourth stage of the Monarch Realm; now he was at the eighth stage, crossing four stages in a row.

These days, is cultivation really that easy?

This leap of Chen Hao's wasn't the lowest-level leap, but the Monarch Realm!

"I had good luck and encountered some opportunities."

"Opportunities?"

Zhao Zihu narrowed his eyes and said to Chen Hao with a smile, "I'm the type of person who loves opportunities the most."

"How about this? Why don't you share your opportunities with me?"

Only Zhao Zihu could say something so shameless.

Hearing this, Chen Hao smiled slightly.

"Sure!"

He took out a fruit and tossed it to Zhao Zihu.

"This... this is a Vermilion Fruit!"

Zhao Zihu was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Chen Hao to have gotten his hands on a Vermilion Fruit.

"Rumor has it that this thing has the effect of cleansing the marrow and cutting the bones. I wonder if it's true."

As he spoke, Zhao Zihu picked up the Vermilion Fruit and prepared to stuff it into his mouth.

He had just gotten it halfway there when his hand stopped.

"Kid, if you want to fool people, you'd better go learn a bit more."

"For example, sign up for a class at an acting academy."

"Is this a Vermilion Fruit? This is clearly a Blood-Explosion Fruit!!!"

Hearing this, Chen Hao shrugged his shoulders.

"Did I ever tell you this was a Vermilion Fruit?"

Chen Hao's words left Zhao Zihu frozen in place.

"This..."

"You aren't going to tell me you ate this Blood-Explosion Fruit, are you?"

"Yes!"

Chen Hao said directly.

"That shouldn't be! This Blood-Explosion Fruit, although it has the effect of enhancing strength,"

"its side effects are also particularly obvious."

"If an ordinary person eats a Blood-Explosion Fruit, their blood will boil, and their entire body will swell up like a balloon."

"Finally, they will explode and die!"

Hearing this, Chen Hao said, "That's other people, not me."

"And, do you think I'm an ordinary person?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Chen Hao's words, Zhao Zihu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Kid, you're very good, very much to my liking."

"How about this? Do you want to be my foster son?"

"Be your foster son?"

Hearing this, Chen Hao almost laughed out loud.

Zhao Zihu actually wanted to adopt the enemy who killed his son as his foster son.

Unfortunately, Chen Hao wasn't Lu Bu; he didn't have the habit of recognizing fathers.

"Sorry, I don't want to be your foster son."

Hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed across Zhao Zihu's face.