Universe’s Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 557 - 555 This Thing Can Actually Make Money!
Chapter 557 -555 This Thing Can Actually Make Money!
Death Star.
Thunder God Sea.
The pervasive thunder and lightning transformed into numerous sharp Thunder Light Swords, stabbing towards Chu Tianxuan on the opposite shore.
“Swish… swish…”
At the same time, the piercing sound of slicing wind blanketed the sky, with myriads of swords trembling and humming incessantly.
“No…”
Chu Tianxuan screamed in horror and turned to escape swiftly.
Wang Hao sneered coldly, “If I let you run away on my Earth Plate, then what the hell am I doing here!”
The next second, Wang Hao pointed with the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword in his hand, and the omnipresent Thunder Light Swords burst forth with an even more dazzling brilliance, their speed accelerating once again and instantly catching up to Chu Tianxuan.
Seeing that there was no escape, Chu Tianxuan’s body erupted with an incredibly strong aura, forming an energy shield.
“Boom rumble…”
In an instant, a thunderous roar echoed through heaven and earth, and Chu Tianxuan was completely submerged in the terrifying thunder and lightning.
Just then, a furious roar resounded in the sky once more, “You brat, you dare to kill my grandson, I will exterminate your entire clan, making you wish for life in vain and death unattainable.”
Wang Hao gave a cold smile and said, “Just for that remark, just watch how your grandson dies before your eyes!”
As soon as the words fell, Wang Hao accelerated and reached Chu Tianxuan’s front, thrusting the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword at a straight angle fiercely into Chu Tianxuan’s heart.
“Puchi…”
The next second, a spurt of fresh blood gushed out of Chu Tianxuan’s chest.
Chu Tianxuan’s eyes widened, looking down at the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword impaled in his chest, completely unable to believe that all of this was real.
He had only listened to his grandfather’s words, coming to kill a Martial King, yet he never expected that in the end, it would cost him his own life.
“Puchi…” Chu Tianxuan spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed to the heavens, “I… I can’t accept this!”
Wang Hao yanked the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword out abruptly, scoffing, “Dying by my hand, what’s there for you not to accept?”
Mutou rolled his eyes, “A supreme genius who inherited bloodlines from two Divine Races, with Cultivation even reaching Martial Emperor Level 8.
Yet now, he was killed by a person of Martial King Level 5 through various underhanded schemes, without even showing his true strength. If he could accept that, that would be truly bizarre.”
Right then, a heart-wrenching roar of fury rose from the sky, “Ah… you brat, I’m not finished with you…”
Wang Hao curled his lip, “Talking as if I’m scared of you. Can’t even take a piss to see what you’re really worth.”
“You brat, just wait for the wrath of the Heavenly Saint Divine Race!” With that, the roaring voice ceased completely.
Mutou sighed and shook his head, “In the end, it’s the rashness of youth.”
Little White swayed casually atop Mutou’s head, heartlessly saying, “What’s there to fear, Wang Hao is really fierce, he can just die once if it comes down to it.”
Mutou looked confused; he couldn’t understand what was up with this rabbit.
Whenever Wang Hao faced danger, it suggested he just go die once – such a unique way of showing concern was something he had never encountered in his eons of life.
At this moment, heaven and earth fell silent, and the melodic hum of the swords settled into calm.
Above the Thunder God Sea, the raging thunder and lightning also stilled.
“Boss!”
“Junior brother!”
Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, and Chen Yao quickly rushed over from a distance.
They had just been treasure-hunting on Death Star when suddenly, they heard a loud rumble of thunder nearby. Out of curiosity, the three of them came over to take a look.
What they saw was a sky filled with dancing Thunder Light Swords, and Wang Hao descending like the Thunder God himself, brimming with domineering aura and an exceptional valor.
“Boss, who is this guy?!” Qian Wanyang asked curiously, looking at Zhao Tianxuan lying on the ground.
Wang Hao shrugged, “I don’t know either; he seemed to have introduced his name earlier, but I forgot.”
The corners of the three men’s eyes twitched. This was so Wang Hao, dark-hearted, arrogant, and always stirring up trouble.
Just then, an urgent and soft voice rang out, “Cousin Wang Hao, you’ve really caused a big disaster this time.”
Wang Hao and the others looked up to see a lively and adorable fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl drifting down from the sky, with a fair, melon-seeded face and sparkling eyes beneath her curved eyebrows, dressed in a yellow long dress, like a fairy descending to earth.
“Cousin Wang Hao?!”
Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, and Chen Yao were stunned. Since when did Wang Hao, a huge troublemaker, have such a cute cousin?!
The girl landed swiftly and hurried forward to check if there was any hope for Chu Tianxuan.
Wang Hao waved his hand, “No need to check; I’m very confident in my swordsmanship. Definitely finished him off with one strike.”
“He’s really dead, beyond saving!” the girl said, holding her forehead and feeling a headache coming on.
Wang Hao leaned in and teased, “You wouldn’t happen to have fallen for this pretty boy, would you, little sister?”
“I don’t like Chu Tianxuan at all.” The girl stood up, puffing with anger, and glared at Wang Hao with wide eyes, “And I’m your cousin, Lin Mengmeng, not some little sister!”
Wang Hao looked over Lin Mengmeng and noticed that the girl had a few resemblances to his mother, Lin Shiqi.
Lin Mengmeng gazed at Chu Tianxuan’s corpse and couldn’t help sighing, “Now that Chu Tianxuan is dead, that old man Chu Shengxiong will definitely be furious. He might even be preparing to go to war with our Tianming Divine Race.”
Wang Hao’s eyes lit up; if he could instigate a war between two great divine races, wouldn’t his pockets instantly fill up?!
“Dingdong, divine race corpse detected, scanning results: dual Divine Skills talent, Level 8 Martial Emperor cultivation, assessment: advanced goods, redemption price 1 billion Sin Points.”
“Damn!”
Wang Hao exclaimed in shock, staring dumbfounded at Chu Tianxuan’s body. Could this thing actually fetch that many Sin Points?!
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The system explained, “The divine race possesses exceptional Innate Attributes and are a rare treasure in themselves. If turned into a puppet, it can retain its full strength and normal use of Divine Skills, and it also comes with growth attributes. If its blood is extracted to concoct a Potion, it can enhance the Potion’s effect by tenfold.”
“Puppet! Strength retained! Divine Skills normally used! And it comes with growth attributes too!” Wang Hao’s eyes shone brighter and brighter, gazing at Chu Tianxuan’s corpse with a look that said ‘my eyes see only you’.”
All the onlookers shivered, and an evil thought popped into their minds; this guy didn’t have some kind of … fetish, did he?!
Wang Hao wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and inquired with the system, “How do I refine this guy into a puppet?”
The system replied, “With a processing fee of 2 billion Sin Points, host can acquire a growth-type divine race puppet that comes with two Divine Skills.”
Wang Hao nodded and stored Chu Tianxuan’s body away, deciding to wait until he had enough money.
“Cousin Wang Hao, why are you collecting Chu Tianxuan’s body?” Lin Mengmeng couldn’t help but ask.
Wang Hao smiled and said, “I plan on making a puppet!”
Lin Mengmeng was shocked. Killing Chu Tianxuan was already a colossal disaster, but he actually wanted to turn Chu Tianxuan into a puppet; if Chu Shengxiong found out, it would be an earth-shattering fury…
