Extortion

Dai Qun, who had been hit by the notebook, dared not get angry and could only somewhat humiliatingly remove the notebook from his face and begin reading.

After browsing for just a short while, Dai Qun's complexion became rosy.

He was furious with that Duchess. Not only did she hire people to assassinate core members of the Shrek Academy without authorization, but she also managed to give them leverage over her.

Tell me! What are you planning to do?

Seeing Dai Qun close the notebook, Xuan Zi said in an unfriendly tone.

Faced with this, Dai Qun could only kneel down on the ground with a "plop".

"I leave it to you to decide, senior. I only hope that you will spare the bloodline of the White Tiger lineage."

"Snort!"

Xuan Zi remained unmoved by Dai Qun's pleas. In truth, he longed to slap these guys in front of him to death.

"Yuhao, such a good child. He's friendly, talented, and a great cook. How could you treat him like this?"

However, remembering Huo Yuhao's instructions before he came, Xuan Zi could only suppress the anger in his heart.

He glared fiercely at the kneeling Dai Family before him, and then said:

"Alright! Considering the millennia-long friendship between Shrek and the White Tiger lineage, you will hand over half of your wealth. I will then drop the matter."

Upon hearing this, Dai Qun's face showed reluctance.

"Senior, isn't this half too much? Could you reduce it a bit?"

Xuan Zi, on the other hand, covered his ears with his gloves, pretending not to hear.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a sharp and sarcastic female voice rang out from a palace not far away.

"Half? You're extorting me!"

"Um?"

Xuan Zi frowned and turned his head, only to see a beautiful woman with an inescapable meanness between her brows walking out.

"Steamed buns, you're not happy about it?"

Xuan Zi glanced at the mean-spirited woman and immediately guessed that she was one of Huo Yuhao's enemies— the Duchess.

The Duchess had just left the palace, seemed oblivious to the Grand Elder's expression and stared straight at Xuan Zi.

"Even if you are a senior from the Shrek Academy, you can't ask for such an exorbitant amount!"

Upon hearing the Duchess's words, the elders kneeling on the ground wished they could jump up right now and tear the Duchess to pieces.

"This stupid woman, she still dares to argue with him even now."

Before the elders could reprimand the Duchess...

Xuan Zi curled his lip and waved his hand.

"Smack!"

A massive slap, formed from condensed Soul Power, landed on the Duchess's face, sending her flying backward and crashing into the palace wall before she lost consciousness.

"I thought he was some big shot who dared to come out and breathe on me. Turns out he's Little Scumbag!"

Seeing the Duchess faint so easily, a hint of disdain flashed in Xuan Zi's eyes.

You have to understand, he held back his strength when he slapped her just now. He was worried that he might kill the Duchess with one blow, so he only used a Sisi of force. He didn't expect her to be so fragile, and she was knocked unconscious in an instant.

In response, Xuan Zi could only turn his gaze to the elders kneeling on the ground.

"I'll repeat myself: taking half of your wealth is already being merciful. Otherwise, what just fell wouldn't have been a person, but my Soul Skill."

"My time is precious, you'd better hurry."

After saying that, Xuan Zi took out a timer Soul Tool from his pocket.

He saw this from Huo Yuhao. Although, he was still very resistant to the idea of Soul Tool.

However, Xuan Zi has always been open to using Soul Tool that can change lives. In his words, this is called critical use.

Xuan Zi then channeled his Soul Power into the timer and twisted it a few times on the back.

He then tossed the Soul Tool in his hand towards the elders and increased his aura.

"I'll give you three minutes. If you don't answer before your mind races, your head will be gone!"

Feeling the oppressive force that seemed to crush his bones, the elder at the very end of the group could no longer withstand it.

He immediately lay down on the ground and started yelling.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Upon hearing the sound, Xuan Zi immediately rebuked:

"Crying? Crying counts as time!"

As time passed, the oppressive aura emanating from the elders grew stronger and stronger.

Finally, Dai Qun gave a wry smile.

He struggled to lift his head.

"Senior, here! We'll give it to you!"

He uttered the final word "give" almost through gritted teeth, his breath dripping with blood.

That's half of the White Tiger family's savings! Although this savings was only a small portion from four thousand years ago, it's an astronomical figure for the current Duke's Estate!

"That's fine, you can't understand human language and insist that I, an old man, reason with you."

Xuan Zi was satisfied when he heard the other party agree.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Duke's Estate was unusually lively during these three days.

This included not only countless servants from the White Tiger Family taking stock of their accumulated wealth, but also spies both inside and outside the manor who came to investigate. All these forces were gathered at the Duke's Estate for a grand event these past few days.

It can truly be said that the immortals were lined up like hemp.

Inside the Duke's Estate, in a lavishly decorated palace, Xuan Zi sat on a seat covered with White Tiger, devouring a chicken leg in his hand.

Suddenly, Dai Qun's figure appeared outside the palace.

He looked somewhat reluctant as he dragged a dozen or so Storage Soul Tool onto a tray and walked into the main hall.

Dai Qun walked up to Xuan Zi, knelt down with a thud, and raised the tray in his hands high.

"Senior, this contains half of the White Tiger lineage's wealth."

"Um!"

Xuan Zi nodded casually, tore off a piece of Dai Qun's luxurious clothes, and wiped his greasy hands with it.

Then, he picked up the Storage Soul Tool on the tray and began to examine it.

However, Dai Qun, who was kneeling, dared not show the slightest displeasure.

This person is the leader of the Shrek Academy and one of the strongest Soul Master on the continent. He's not like the Duchess, who lives a secluded life in the inner quarters and wouldn't dare show disrespect in front of such a powerful figure.

"There's not a single Spirit Bone in here. Are you trying to deceive me?"

After checking all the Storage Soul Tool, Xuan Zi frowned.

Upon hearing these words, Dai Qun lowered his head even further.

"Senior, the White Tiger Family has a total of four inherited Spirit Bone. I absorbed two of them, and the other two were absorbed by the Clan Head Dai Hao."

"Tsk!"

Upon hearing that there was no Spirit Bone Xuan Zi clicked his tongue in displeasure. He then said:

"Then use something else to make up for it. Take out half of your family's Heavenly Treasures."

"Ah! I want more!"

Dai Qun could hardly believe it. What had he just heard? This person in front of him actually wanted more!

"Um?"

"Yes, yes, yes! This junior will go and prepare immediately. Please wait a little longer, senior."

"That's more like it!"