I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1988: Chapter 1987: Buying Insurance

"Bastard?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a mocking smile.

"That’s right! It’s me!" Wang Ba responded proudly.

"Wang, Ba?" Zhang Xiaohao paused this time, otherwise, with his intelligence, recognizing it might indeed be a problem.

"Hahaha—! Yes, it’s me!" Wang Ba laughed proudly again.

Seeing the lewd smile on his face, it seemed like Wang Ba assumed Zhang Xiaohao was scared and was trying to save face in this way.

"Hahaha—!" Zhang Xiaohao exaggeratedly laughed, looking at him as if he were a fool.

"What are you laughing at, you brat?" Wang Ba asked, puzzled.

A Unification Peak guard behind Wang Ba couldn’t stand it anymore. His young master was being played like a fool by this brat but was still complacent about it, so he spoke up.

"Young master, he’s insulting you!"

"Insulting me? When did this brat insult me? I didn’t hear it." Wang Ba asked puzzled.

"He just called you a bastard three times in a row!!!" The guard said emphatically.

"Wang Ba? That’s right! My name is Wang Ba! He’s calling me! How is that an insult?" Wang Ba asked puzzled.

"Idiot!" The guard cursed inwardly at his words, but did not dare show it on his face and instead explained respectfully.

"Young master, he is indeed insulting you! Wang as in king, Ba as in eight! Bastard!!!" The guard explained patiently.

Slap! Slap! Slap!!!

Wang Ba swung his hand and smacked the guard fiercely, cursing angrily.

"You damn fool, how dare you insult me as a bastard! You’re courting death!!!"

As he spoke, feeling unsatisfied, Wang Ba kicked the guard’s chest, knocking him to the ground, then he pounced forward, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks, beating him mercilessly.

A few minutes later, Wang Ba finally stopped, his face cold.

Turning around, he glared at Zhang Xiaohao, murder in his eyes, feeling the urge to shred him into pieces.

"That’s right! A dog biting a dog, both end up covered in fur! Today I really saw something new, how it could play out like this!" Zhang Xiaohao quipped.

"You brat! How dare you insult me as a bastard!!!" Wang Ba said with a dark expression.

"Aren’t you called Wang Ba?" Zhang Xiaohao asked earnestly.

"Scoundrel! You dare insult me now, you’re courting death!!!" Wang Ba shouted, furious.

"I’m calling you! Aren’t you called Wang Ba?" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s earnest expression, Wang Ba asked suspiciously.

"Are you really not insulting me?"

"You’re called Wang Ba, why would I insult you?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"Hmph! You’re smart! If you dare insult me, I’ll make you regret it!" Wang Ba said proudly.

"Because you are a bastard! It’s written all over your face! It’s a waste of breath to insult you." Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Ah! You brat dare insult me! You should die!!!" Wang Ba roared with a dark face.

"Sigh! With your intelligence, being insulted in your face and only realizing it after a while, I’m really curious what you’ve eaten to grow such a unique brain! This intelligence is purely trash level! It’s a waste of food to keep it, better chop it off and throw it in the river to feed the fish." Zhang Xiaohao said thoughtfully.

"Scoundrel! How dare you laugh at me! I challenge you to a duel! If you’re a man, we’ll settle this, whoever doesn’t dare is a coward!!!" Wang Ba roared angrily.

Tianqing Painting Workshop is property of the City Lord Mansion, no matter how noble he is, he can’t destroy its rules at will.

If the two sides cannot stand each other, they can propose a duel, provided outsiders do not interfere and both parties agree, otherwise they will face the violent crackdown of Tianqing Painting Workshop.

Even a cultivator in the Mahayana Realm wouldn’t dare act rashly in Tianqing Painting Workshop because beyond the surface of nine Mahayana realm beauties, no one knows if there are other Mahayana cultivators hidden within.

"A duel? What is that about?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, a young woman smiled and explained.

"Sir, a duel is a feature of our Tianqing Painting Workshop! Under the rules, it’s protected by us! Those who duel must be willing, and as long as no one dies! Even if someone is crippled, it’s not a problem! Outsiders cannot interfere, and if anyone dares break the rules! They will face our fierce suppression!!!"

"I see! If you’re bent on seeking death, I’ll grant you!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

Hum!!!

As Wang Ba stepped forward, a massive Early Void Refining Realm aura erupted from his body, pressing towards Zhang Xiaohao, but his aura was unstable, his breath erratic, and the emitted Spiritual Power pressure was perilously weak, as if a breeze could knock it down.

"Hmph! Good! You’re still a man! But just dueling is too simple, let’s add a wager! Do you dare, brat?" Wang Ba challenged.

"What kind of wager?" Zhang Xiaohao asked playfully.

If it were another Refining Void Realm cultivator, it might be tricky to deal with! But facing Wang Ba, judging by the Spiritual Power pressure he emitted, his foundation was weak, even his aura was unstable, looking like he was hollowed out by indulgence, such a guy, honestly, his combat power might not even be stronger than a half-step Refining Void expert!

Handling him, Zhang Xiaohao believed he could blow him away with one slap! Simply too easy!

"Since you managed to reach the thirty-sixth floor, clearly you’re not just any ordinary cultivator! Although I haven’t met you, since you’re here, it shows you have some wealth! Let’s not make it too complicated, fifty billion top-grade Spirit Stones to bet! Plus, I’ll add another ten billion to insure myself!" Wang Ba said smugly.

"Insure yourself? What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaohao asked puzzled.

It’s his first time encountering anyone insuring themselves in a duel.