"Hmph~" Xiao Hua understood at once and sneered. "Sure enough, evildoers are doomed to destroy themselves. This Xiao had not even made a move, yet he had already fallen into his own trap!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took Zheng Zehao's spirit storage pouch. Then, without the slightest courtesy, he removed the storage bag hanging at Zheng Zehao's waist as well and tucked them both into his own robes.
"F-Fellow Daoist Xiao, what is going on???" Huang Tianle was stunned. He hurriedly tried to stop Xiao Hua and asked anxiously. Xiao Hua's divine sense had only swept through in an instant, yet the moment it withdrew, he immediately took Zheng Zehao's belongings. How could Huang Tianle not be shocked?
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Huang, did you not see? This so-called Young Hero Zheng of yours is precisely the chief culprit who secretly harmed Huang Mengxiang. This Xiao was nearly set up by him just now as well. But it seems this scoundrel calculated every step without omission, except for this Xiao's cultivation. He spun a cocoon around himself and was bitten by his own technique's backlash!" Xiao Hua glanced at Huang Tianle and spoke with a smile.
"Ah??? So that was it!" Huang Tianle had already harbored some doubts. Seeing Zheng Zehao standing motionless with a sweet sleeping expression, looking just like Huang Mengxiang save for not having fallen over, he immediately came to his senses. Any secret art related to the Niwan Palace was deeply connected to divine sense. Xiao Hua must have cultivated some secret art that strengthened his divine sense, exceeding Zheng Zehao's technique's expectations. That was why he had broken Zheng Zehao's technique and injured him!
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, can you wake Zheng Zehao? Huang is very curious how he plotted against Xiang'er,