The Scapegoat

The Scapegoat

The main force withdrew swiftly.

Quite a few of the exotic beasts had died, but more than half remained. All of them were summoned back into the heavy truck beds.

Shen Wuxiao's side had suffered very low casualties. They had struck ruthlessly, so very few people had died.

With the strong fighting the strong, the rest had basically fought two against one. There were quite a few injuries, though.

Shen Wuxiao led his women and subordinates toward the other side.

The Long Family matter was over.

Just as Shen Wuxiao walked outside the Long Family estate, the notification arrived.

"Ding, Destiny Protagonists Wang Feifan, Yang Wanjun, and Long Bowen have fallen. Total points +20 million."

"Title bonus: 6 million points."

"Life-Snatching Judge's Brush bonus: 800,000."

"Current accumulated total: 53 million. You may spend 40 million to advance to Martial Ancestor Stage Five. Cultivation techniques, Martial Skills, abilities, divine powers, and weapons will synchronize automatically."

Damn, the higher I go, the more expensive it gets. Still, since I don't need to cultivate, it's not too bad. I'll deal with it tonight when I get back!

He also needed to exchange for several more badass cultivation techniques for his women.

He needed to get his grandfather something good too, at the very least something to extend his life.

The gift he gave for his birthday could not be shabby.

He and his women got into a stretched Lincoln. Just as they were about to head back together, Shen Tianyan suddenly arrived.

"Big nephew, big nephew!"

Shen Wuxiao stopped and looked over.

"What is it, Uncle?"

Shen Tianyan looked somewhat awkward.

"Well... Uncle has a burden I need you to carry for me!"

"???"

Shen Wuxiao's eyes widened. "Uncle, isn't that a little inappropriate? With this small frame of