King Jialuo was done for.
So thoroughly done for that not even a scrap of flesh remained.
He had already been given plenty of face, having lasted a full two chapters at the very least.
After all, he was one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons. No matter what, he had to be treated with importance; he wasn't some random cat or dog.
By that logic, counting the Demon Emperor and his other seven subordinates, each of them could add a bit to the plot. The damn author updated at a turtle's pace too. Hmm, it seemed the ending was still far away.
"Ding! Ding!"
After King Jialuo was executed, notifications of completed missions rang out repeatedly.
The system exclaimed, "So many Secret Realms?"
Indeed.
Completing just one Side Quest had directly awarded the purchase rights to three Secret Realms, and they were all top-grade.
It was hard not to suspect that Gousheng had engaged in some unspeakably filthy deal to suddenly reward so many good things.
Come to think of it, it was rather strange.
In the past, upon suddenly obtaining so many top-grade Secret Realms, Jun Changxiao would definitely cover his face and let out a "Heh heh" villainous laugh. Yet now, he was extraordinarily calm.
In unimportant situations, Gousheng would reveal his villainous side.
But now, he had inherited Gu Xuanyuan's will, so naturally, his words and conduct had to be solemn and proper.
Besides.
The three top-grade Secret Realms were merely purchase rights.
To obtain them, he would definitely have to spend Reputation Points.
From the notification just now, it was clear that Jun Changxiao currently possessed a pitiful ten thousand Reputation Points.
With money, I'm the boss.
Without money, what the hell am I playing for?
Note: "numbness" here refers to a medical term.
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