Plagiarizing My Mortal Transformation? Once I Become a God, You'll Have to Pay the Realm Master Patent Fees!

"Lunatic!" A minor Blood Tiger Gang leader snorted coldly.

More than a dozen gang members wielding weapons charged forward, looking like a mob.

"You're the lunatic!" Qi Yuan held a hoe handle and stood in the middle of the road, like a majestic bandit.

In the neighboring courtyard, Wu Xiang looked anxious. "What do we do?"

The situation was rather strange.

With the Blood Tiger Gang's people blocked at the moment, this was the best chance to escape.

But that did not suit his hesitant personality.

Once he started agonizing over something, he could agonize for half a day.

During the time Wu Xiang was hesitating, Qi Yuan charged into the crowd with the hoe handle in hand.

"Anyone who stops my Mortal Transformation is my enemy!"

For this Mortal Transformation, after arriving in the Kui Jin Realm, Qi Yuan had specifically told Chen Kangbao and Shen Lingxuan to keep their distance from him and refrain from contacting him for the time being.

After all, this Mortal Transformation concerned entering the Ancestor God Realm.

Put another way, it meant becoming a Yang Spirit.

Qi Yuan did not know how many Yin Spirits he would have to kill to enter the Yang Spirit Realm.

According to the law of conservation of energy, it might be an astronomical number.

Now, successfully completing Mortal Transformation would let him advance directly. That naturally counted as ascending to heaven in a single step—a huge bargain.

"How dare you stop my Mortal Transformation!"

"A mere wooden stick dares to clash head-on with the blades and swords in our hands?" Though the minor Blood Tiger Gang leader took Qi Yuan seriously inwardly, his words remained full of disdain.

In gang conflicts, the one thing that could not be lost was momentum.

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