Transmigrated villain – My Fiancée Orders Me To Beg The Male Lead's Forgiveness-Chapter 486 - The Mysterious Pouch

However.

He wasn’t worried at all.

“With Xiaobai’s destiny and fortune, this calamity will be both a trial and an opportunity.”

In fact, his decision to expel Mo Xiaobai under the pretext of “impurity of the six senses,” prompted by complaints from female disciples, was intentional—

“After this trial, Xiaobai will undoubtedly soar to great heights.”

“Unstoppable!”

Having clarified the source of his unease, the old Daoist finally felt at ease.

Although this was Mo Xiaobai’s first time venturing down the mountain, his master had already made plans for him.

“With the medical skills I taught him, Gu Yan will surely make a name for himself in S City.”

Gu Yan was his third disciple, and for this reason, he had instructed Mo Xiaobai to head to S City to find his senior brother after descending the mountain.

“I imagine the brothers will reunite soon...”

***

Meanwhile.

Unaware of his master’s “serious (but nonsensical) calculations,” Mo Xiaobai was sitting in Wang Haoran’s car, slowly making his way to S City.

Because Wang Haoran was driving so leisurely, the car carrying Fu Xue ahead was almost out of sight.

At this moment.

Thinking about Wang Haoran’s earlier display of “women on both arms” and now seeing the luxurious interior of the car.

Money, luxury cars, and beauties.

“Hmph, how vulgar!”

Although Mo Xiaobai said this internally, he was, in fact, deeply envious.

He resolved to showcase his talents once he reached S City—

“With my abilities, these things will be within my grasp!”

His face radiated ambition.

Seeing his expression, Wang Haoran, who was driving, couldn’t help but chuckle:

“Fellow Daoist, you seem to like this car. Why don’t I give it to you?”

“...No need.”

Mo Xiaobai believed in earning what he wanted through his own efforts, not accepting handouts from others—

But since Wang Haoran insisted, he might as well graciously accept it:

“Daoist, don’t be so polite. It’s just a car. Consider it my thanks for helping Xiaoxue and Ruochu!”

“...Alright then.”

Hearing Mo Xiaobai agree, Wang Haoran’s smile widened—

I, Wang Haoran, am a man of my word. If I say I’ll give it to you, I’ll give it to you!

Right now, immediately, I’ll burn it for you!

The next moment—

Wang Haoran suddenly turned the steering wheel.

The moving car veered off the road and onto a vast, empty field.

There were no villages, no forests, no cliffs, no rivers, and no lakes.

The ground was free of sewers, septic tanks, or anything else that might complicate matters.

“This spot is perfect!”

After coming to a stop.

Mo Xiaobai, sitting in the back seat, frowned and asked:

“Why did you drive here?”

“Why? To give you the car, of course!”

Wang Haoran replied as he unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the driver’s side door.

Before stepping out, he made a point of slamming the car door twice—”Bang! Bang!”

“Fellow Daoist, let me tell you, the doors on this car are top-notch quality!”

For someone at the Hidden Strength stage, escaping from this car would take at least seven or eight minutes of effort!

“What do you mean by this?!”

Seeing Wang Haoran get out and lock the doors, Mo Xiaobai felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

He hurriedly tried to open the door, only to find it wouldn’t budge.

“Damn it!”

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He resorted to brute force.

But as Wang Haoran had said, this heavily reinforced luxury car would take significant effort for even a Hidden Strength martial artist to escape from.

Outside.

Watching Mo Xiaobai struggle to dismantle the car door, Wang Haoran casually snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a barely perceptible flame appeared in the car’s fuel tank.

Then came the intense combustion—

“Boom!!!”

A massive explosion erupted from the fuel tank, instantly reducing the car to scattered debris.

Smoke billowed, and flames roared.

Even though this explosion was lethal for anyone at the Hidden Strength stage.

Looking at the “smoky” scene before him, Wang Haoran sighed.

“Fellow Daoist, you said you wanted it, so I burned this multi-million-dollar car for you.”

“If you don’t follow it down, how could you possibly receive it?”

Soon.

With a cry of “Damn it,” a battered and charred Mo Xiaobai emerged from the flames.

Although his body was glowing with golden light, he was still left in tatters by the explosion.

Even his hair was singed.

“Bastard!”

Mo Xiaobai, who had been fantasizing about making a name for himself in the city and reaching the pinnacle of life, never expected this.

Wang Haoran was so ruthless and vicious, he had actually tried to blow him up!

He had barely escaped death, using all three of the life-saving “Heavenly Gang Golden Talismans” his master had given him!

But now, he had survived.

The tables were about to turn—

“You’ll pay for this!”

Overcome with rage, Mo Xiaobai charged at Wang Haoran.

He was determined to teach Wang Haoran a lesson and vent his anger!

“......”

However.

Just as he got within five meters of Wang Haoran.

With a single glance from Wang Haoran, it was as if an invisible weight suddenly crushed him.

He was pinned to the ground by an unseen force.

“What... is this?!”

Mo Xiaobai couldn’t even comprehend how Wang Haoran had attacked.

All he could do was writhe on the ground, making futile attempts to resist.

“......Goodbye.”

Gathering his energy, Wang Haoran conjured a phantom hand that gripped Mo Xiaobai’s body.

With a squeeze, Mo Xiaobai’s bones began to crack and creak, on the verge of breaking.

For a late Hidden Strength martial artist to be effortlessly subdued by a late Legendary Realm expert was only natural—

However.

Even with Wang Haoran’s serious effort.

After several seconds, Mo Xiaobai’s body continued to struggle desperately.

“......”

Noticing the black-and-white mist surrounding Mo Xiaobai’s body, Wang Haoran frowned.

He then slammed Mo Xiaobai hard onto the ground.

Having narrowly escaped death, the shaken Mo Xiaobai stood up, glaring at Wang Haoran with hatred:

“You forced me to do this!”

Since Wang Haoran was “playing the fool,” he wouldn’t hold back anymore!

“I’ll make sure you die without a burial!”

With that, Mo Xiaobai pulled out his ultimate trump card.

A pouch embroidered with strange patterns.

Although Mo Xiaobai didn’t know exactly what was inside the pouch.

He was certain it would help him turn the tide—

“......What is this?!”

But when he opened the pouch.

All he found was a folded piece of paper.