"This is outrageous! Getting rich overnight—this is really getting rich overnight!" Some humans were so jealous their eyes turned green. They were consumed with envy and wished they were Xia Ping.
They felt as if their hearts were pounding like drums, trembling wildly, and their blood was boiling. This much wealth was enough to make anyone's blood race.
"Damn, even if you won a hundred million in the lottery, you'd have to win ten thousand times to get this much. If you won once a day, it'd still take thirty years!" Someone's heart and liver quivered as they realized just how terrifying a sum this was.
It was more money than an ordinary person could earn in a lifetime. Even just taking out a little of the interest would be enough to leave ordinary people dizzy and unable to tell east from west.
If they took a trillion in cash and laid it out on the ground, it probably wouldn't even fit inside a villa.
"You can earn this much just by capturing a prodigy from the demon race? If I'd known, I would've gone and captured one too."
"Capture one? Not a chance. It wouldn't be so easy if it weren't for the Heavenly Demon Battlefield."
"Exactly. Under normal circumstances, they live in Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, where Demon Kings are as common as rain. Going in there would be suicide."
"If they were capturable, some Kings would've done it long ago. There'd be no chance for us."
"And besides, everyone who enters the Heavenly Demon Battlefield is a prodigy from the demon race, with formidable strength and unmatched among their peers. If we went in, we'd be lucky just to survive. How would we ever capture one?"
"Only a peerless genius, with strength far surpassing those prodigies from