The Resentment of Yan Zhu
Deep within the Virtual Universe, on an island suspended in the turbulent currents of a nebula.
At this moment, hundreds of millions of servants and maids knelt respectfully on the ground, heads bowed, not daring to utter a sound.
Hahaha~!
A maniacal and hysterical laugh shattered the island's tranquility. The source of the laughter was a figure at the very front of the palace steps—a handsome man, almost otherworldly, with snow-white skin and sinister eyes. It was none other than the King Magic Candle!
Thousands of miles ago, he briefly confronted Luo Feng and Tang Ping in the Virtual Universe. After returning, he only inquired about the news of Wind-Thunder Venerable from his father, Venerable Shi Huo. Unexpectedly, he was thrown into the most terrifying prison of the Human Race, the Ninth Star Sector Prison, without any wrongdoing.
"My lord." Inside the hall, two men in black armor and a woman in purple gauze bowed in greeting.
"Hoo~" The King Magic Candle suddenly exhaled a breath of stale air, his chest heaving violently, and lingering fear remained in his eyes.
The terror of the Ninth Star Sector Prison far exceeded his imagination! He would be imprisoned there for a full ten thousand epochs. You must know that the forbidden land was almost completely blocked by the Virtual Universe System. Ordinary prisoners could not connect to the Virtual Universe Network at all, and there was no way to find spiritual solace.
But he is the King Magic Candle, and his father is the Venerable Shi Huo!
That is why Venerable Shi Huo secured a glimmer of hope for him: every thousand years he could gain one day of access to the Virtual Universe Network, allowing him to vent his anger and adjust his state of mind.
Once he caught his breath, his three subordinates immediately stepped forward and reported the news he was concerned about in turn. The first piece of news made the King Magic Candle's face turn cold: his lucrative position in the Wulong Star Sector had been taken by someone else.
Regarding the movements of King Zhen Yan and his disciples: King Zhen Yan has remained stationed in Chaos City for the past thousand years without making any unusual moves; his disciples, including Luo Feng, have all vanished without a trace, as if they have evaporated from the universe.
Upon hearing the name "Luo Feng," the King Magic Candle's lips curled into a sinister smile, and he cursed inwardly: This Luo Feng, who disappeared thousands of years ago, should have long since left his corpse to rot in the wilderness! Hahaha!
"Furthermore, there's breaking news: the Cosmic Galaxy Company has decided to transfer 30% of its shares in Earth to Tang Ping free of charge." The Human Race paused, then added, "However, Tang Ping is also nowhere to be found. He has no record of crossing the Tongtian Bridge, participating in the Genius Battle, or leaving any trace on Heaven-Reaching Mountain. This matter has already sparked discontent among many families within the Five Great Powers, with many questioning the fairness of the decision."
"Tang Ping!"
The King Magic Candle's face suddenly darkened. His entanglement with Tang Ping originated from Earth; as for Luo Feng, he had long disliked that kid and had even deliberately tricked him back in the Wulong Star Sector.
But who could have predicted that Luo Feng would rise to prominence and become the personal disciple of the Chaos City Lord! What frustrated him even more was that when he confronted Tang Ping that day, the kid had just revealed the Venerable Token when he wisely retreated, without even a real conflict. Why did his father still imprison him for ten thousand epochs after finding out?
Ten thousand epochs—that's over a hundred million years! Enough time for stars to burn out and die, enough time for weak races to be wiped out and replaced. He couldn't even guarantee that he could hold out until the end in that dark and sunless prison, without going completely insane.
How could he tolerate ending up in such a state while Tang Ping gained a huge stake in Earth for no reason!
What infuriated him was that, in order to quell the incident and get Tang Ping to put in a good word for him with his father, he, a King Rank, had humbled himself and offered to apologize and make peace with Tang Ping.
No matter how many messages he sent to explain and plead for reconciliation, the other party always read them but didn't reply. Later, he got impatient and simply sent a large red envelope, but to his surprise, Tang Ping accepted it immediately after sending it.
He didn't completely ignore her after receiving the red envelope; when she asked him questions, Tang Ping would always just give her a perfunctory "um," "ah," or "okay."
Most importantly, when he begged Tang Ping to help him contact his father and plead on his behalf, Tang Ping readily agreed, saying "okay" and "received" without hesitation. However, after agreeing, he never followed up and never actually did anything for him.
Every sentence has a response, but none of them have any substance!
This kind of behavior of taking money but not doing anything, and being perfunctory and irresponsible, is simply a disgrace to Human Race!
More importantly, according to the calculations of his father Venerable Shi Huo, Earth is of immeasurable help to the long-term development of the family. If they can control the production rights of Earth for a long time, the family may even rise to become a pillar of the Human Race!
It should be noted that the top races among the Human Race today, such as the Manka Race and the Manguan Race, all possess terrifying bloodline talents. Their members can automatically comprehend a domain upon reaching adulthood and advance to the Domain Lord.
If their comprehension and temperament were to improve further, their potential would surely reach the heavens!
The reason why Earth is so peaceful and low-key today is that the Human Race's leadership intentionally downplays its influence.
In most people's eyes, the enlightenment and character that Earth can enhance are insignificant to an individual; but in the eyes of far-sighted families, Earth is Supreme Treasure that can suppress the clan's destiny. The King Magic Candle still remembers the undisguised envy in his father, Venerable Shi Huo, when he mentioned Earth.
Such Supreme Treasure was casually given to Tang Ping! Given the Human Race's traditionally fair and just approach, just how extraordinary must Tang Ping's talent be?
What's even more infuriating is that such talent was found in someone of such low character and utterly untrustworthy nature.
"Aaaaaaah!!" The King Magic Candle gritted his teeth, his nails digging deep into his palms.
"You, immediately spread two messages." A sinister glint flashed in his eyes as he said in a deep voice, "First, the Human Race's higher-ups are unjust; Wind-Thunder Venerable abused his power for personal gain, arbitrarily bestowing ownership of Earth upon a useless disciple; second, Tang Ping is a reclusive genius of the Human Race, who has already secretly crossed the Primal Tongtian Bridge at the World Lord Rank, which is why the race bestowed this Supreme Treasure upon him."
Upon hearing this, the three subordinates looked at each other, none of them moving.
"What?" The King Magic Candle whirled around, his eyes sharp. "You think you can't command me just because I'm imprisoned?"
The subordinates immediately knelt down, trembling as they said, "My lord, please calm your anger! Venerable Shi Huo has ordered that we are forbidden from using any means to target Tang Ping, or we will be executed!"
"Get out! All of you, get out!" King Magic Candle roared in fury.
After his subordinates retreated in a disheveled state, the King Magic Candle completely lost control, wreaking havoc in the hall. His face was contorted with rage, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Tang Ping! It's you again, Tang Ping! What makes you so great! I curse you, I will curse you... Waaah----"
I was wrong, I was really wrong, I want to get out!
Thunder Island, on the other side of the Virtual Universe.
As the most well-informed hub in the Primal Universe, the management of the Virtual Universe Company had already learned about Tang Ping and were currently gathered in the council hall discussing the matter.
"The Human Race has been dormant for a long time, but finally such an outstanding junior has emerged." A tall, thin man with compound eyes sat in the main seat, clicking his tongue in admiration. "To receive such a generous reward as 30% of Earth's shares, do you think Tang Ping has either conquered the World Lord Level Original Tongtian Mountain, or has he already been King Rank?"
The surveillance network of the Virtual Universe is all-pervasive. They not only possess firsthand intelligence about Earth, but also have clear data on the specific ways Earth can enhance its understanding and character. Naturally, they understand the true value of this planet. If the timeline were stretched to infinity, Earth's preciousness would be comparable to that of a Peak Treasure.
Such Supreme Treasure 30% stake was given away for free to a boy who is not even 10,000 years old. The potential of this person is simply unimaginable.
The three individuals currently engaged in the heated discussion were all powerful figures at the Universe Venerable level, belonging to the core management of the Virtual Universe Company. Their joint evaluation of Luo Feng's previous Highest Points Mission was crucial to the success of the competition.
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"Hmph." A short man with messy green hair snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain. "That Luo Feng is bloodthirsty and selfish, and his peers and descendants are probably no better. At such a young age, they already know how to exploit power for personal gain and abuse their authority for personal benefit. They will surely become a scourge to the clan in the future! In my opinion, their development should have been restricted long ago, nipping the threat in the bud!"
"We wouldn't dare do such a thing." The Compound-Eye Man put down his wine cup and chuckled strangely. "Boswa, you certainly have extraordinary courage, daring to suppress even the disciples of Wind-Thunder Venerable and Thunder and the Chaos City Lord. How about this, we'll help you draft a proposal, and you can personally submit it to the clan? All the credit will be yours, and we won't take a single penny."
The short man, Boswa, turned ashen-faced, his lips twitching, unable to utter a single word.
"We'll see!" he argued defiantly. "I dare say, this Tang Ping will definitely be a menace in the future, and might even become the second Emperor Yan!"
"Oh?" A hint of mockery flashed in the Compound-Eye Man's eyes. "I've recorded what you just said. You can explain it to Wind-Thunder Venerable yourself later."
A brief silence fell over the council chamber.
After a moment, Boswa's voice was low and stiff. "I was wrong, I take back what I just said."
"Uh!" The Compound-Eye Man exchanged a glance with the Silver-Clad Man had remained silent to the side, and then...
"Hahahaha~" Loud laughter echoed throughout the council hall.