I'm a Demon Cultivator, Not a Conscientious Capitalist
Chapter 881

You Have the Nerve to Talk About Us?

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Not long after Chen Yu put down the phone, a chill ran down his spine.

He had assumed something had gone wrong over at Heaven Origin. Just as he was about to ask Xu Youran for clarification, he heard a familiar voice.

"President Chen, what a coincidence. Why are you here?"

Chen Yu had barely turned around before his fist shot out ahead of him, smashing fiercely toward the other man's face.

"Xu Zilong" watched Chen Yu's fist with a smiling face, not the least bit surprised that Chen Yu was attacking him.

Young people were hot-blooded. Fighting was as ordinary as eating and drinking; it was perfectly normal to start throwing punches upon meeting.

However, after recently regulating his blood and qi and stabilizing his cultivation, he had finally stabilized his current body at Foundation Establishment. It could barely be considered a usable shell.

Besides, Chen Yu had not activated his puppet, and he had not even entered university yet. How could a mere ant contend with a bright moon such as himself?

But just as he raised a hand to flick Chen Yu's fist aside, his index finger had barely touched the knuckles when he realized something was terribly wrong.

He had been careless.

This kid had achieved Illicit Foundation Establishment!

Highly gifted Body Cultivators appeared open and aboveboard, but they practiced the Way of Slaughter and attained the Law of the Divine Self.

For victory, they could resort to any means; for their own Great Dao, they could press forward without hesitation and embrace death to be reborn. They were a cultivation profession both underhanded and forthright.

These people could attain the Dao without a sound, and they could conceal their blood and qi deep within their bodies. Ordinary Inspectorate agents could not detect them. Even he

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