Published: February 2, 2025
“Lord, did you call for me?” Saroya said with a foolish grin, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Wanfang Ling.
“Mo Yunxiao!” Wanfang Ling shouted in terror, his voice miserable, like that of a pig being slaughtered.
Mo Yunxiao’s face darkened with anger, his expression fluctuating. Suddenly, as if receiving some news, his expression changed, and he quickly said, “Here, one million Emperor Crystals as compensation for Brother Qin's mental distress, my city lord’s mansion will cover it.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yunxiao didn’t hesitate to take out his spatial treasure and threw it directly to Qin Chen.
Qin Chen glanced indifferently towards the direction of the city lord’s mansion, caught the spatial treasure with one hand, and swept his spiritual sense over it, immediately seeing that it indeed contained a million Emperor Crystals.
“The city lord’s mansion really is wealthy. A direct descendant can suddenly produce a million Emperor Crystals, tsk tsk,” Qin Chen sighed.
He had already scanned the spatial treasures of Montor and the Left President of the Skeleton Society earlier. Montor had few treasures on him, with about five hundred thousand Emperor Crystals, while the Left President had a bit more, with over eight hundred thousand Emperor Crystals, along with some materials, elixirs, and treasures.
Yet Mo Yunxiao, being a mid-stage peak great emperor, casually produced a million Emperor Crystals, deepening Qin Chen’s understanding of the wealth of the city lord’s mansion.
“Good.” After thoroughly searching Wanfang Ling’s battle armor and spatial treasure, Qin Chen raised his right hand, causing Wanfang Ling to gently fall towards Mo Yunxiao.
Mo Yunxiao hurriedly reached out to catch him, but the moment they made contact, a terrifying force suddenly erupted, vibrating through Wanfang Ling’s body and into Mo Yunxiao’s.
Boom! A power that he couldn’t contend with surged from Wanfang Ling’s body, and Mo Yunxiao quickly activated all of his great path rules to defend against it.
With a loud crash, the overwhelming force shattered the defensive power Mo Yunxiao had conjured, his face turning pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression waning, filled with shock and rage.
Wanfang Ling was even more disheveled; with a crunch, many bones in his great emperor body snapped, his organs shattered, and his origin severely damaged. Without at least an era of hard cultivation, he probably wouldn’t be able to recover.
“You…” Mo Yunxiao glared at Qin Chen in fury.
He had already paid the money, yet the other party still intentionally performed such a move.
“What? You’re not convinced?” Qin Chen squinted, “This person can be spared from the death penalty but will face a harder punishment. This emperor is only giving him a small lesson to make him aware of the consequences of impulsiveness. If you’re dissatisfied, feel free to make a move, this emperor will accept it.”
Qin Chen’s gaze was indifferent, looking down at Mo Yunxiao, who was filled with anger and frustration.
“Mo Yunxiao, it’s fine, I’m okay, just a minor injury, it’s nothing. This lord is just looking out for me, intending for me to learn a lesson,” Wanfang Ling quickly spoke as he noticed Mo Yunxiao’s fluctuating expression.
Having escaped death, he didn’t want to stir up more trouble, quickly hiding behind Mo Yunxiao, still trembling.
As for Saroya, he licked his tongue, looking disappointed.
Alas, this cooked duck can still fly?
“Qin Chen is too ruthless. His strength has definitely reached the late-stage great emperor realm; he is a real giant figure. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to injure me with just one blow,” Mo Yunxiao thought to himself, taking a deep breath.
He was the peerless genius of the Mo Yun Noble Family. Although he was only a mid-stage peak great emperor, with his talent and background, he was not far from the late-stage great emperor realm. Yet being injured by Qin Chen’s casual strike made him deeply aware of Qin Chen’s strength.