Watch Closely. This Strike Will Be Spectacular

"If it's hard to handle, don't handle it? Boss, what do you mean?"

Zhu Wei was a little confused!

"You refuse to acknowledge this bill or this transaction, so I have every right to take the child away.

Now you're saying I can't.

So, Patriarch Zhu, you want to keep the child without paying. Is that what you mean?"

Lin Yan's tone was icy.

How could he possibly leave for real?

If he left, the money would be gone.

Of course he would seize an opportunity to make trouble.

And hadn't that opportunity just arrived?

As long as he stood on the moral high ground, he would be invincible.

That was how the older generation always fought: efficiently and practically.

"Boss, you're mistaken. It's not that I won't pay, but Zhu Zhuqing borrowed this money. It has nothing whatsoever to do with the Zhu Family.

As for using her inheritance share to determine her borrowing limit, I'm not even dead yet. What inheritance are you talking about?

My estate?

Isn't that absurd?

Look, isn't this blatant extortion?"

"Heh, her inheritance share is what it is. What does whether you're dead have to do with it?

Is she or is she not a legitimate daughter of your Zhu Family?" Lin Yan demanded coldly.

His tone startled Zhu Wei into a daze.

"She is."

"You only have these two children, and no illegitimate children, correct?

And with your physical condition, it would be difficult for you to father any more children, correct?"

"Y-yes... so what?"

"Then there are no logical flaws in the assessment. Everything is reasonable.

Besides, I only calculated the smallest inheritance share. Your Zhu Family has hundreds of millions in assets, and I only allocated ten million as your younger daughter's inheritance share.

And you're calling this extortion?"

"Even if that inheritance share is real, I'm not dead, so there's no way I'll let her inherit it.

And even if I died, she wouldn't be the one to inherit."

Zhu Zhuqing heard Zhu Wei's words as soon as he finished speaking.

Lin Yan looked at Zhu Zhuqing in surprise. At that moment, all her hopes had turned to ashes.

"Boss, I understand now."

Her eyes were red, and she had finally seen this family for what they were.

They had never felt the slightest affection for her. In their eyes, she was someone destined to die, so how could they possibly give her a single coin?

Zhu Zhuqing faced Lin Yan.

"Boss, I have nothing left to say. Do with me as you will."

Lin Yan smiled.

"Whether you have anything to say won't affect how I handle things today. Besides, things have escalated now. This is no longer just a matter of this little bit of money."

Lin Yan looked at Zhu Wei.

"So you mean you want the child, but you won't pay a single penny?"

"The child belongs to the Zhu Family. Of course I want her.

Zhu Zhuqing borrowed the money. Go ask her for it."

"Hahahahaha! Good, good, very good." Lin Yan threw back his head and laughed, and the system's notification immediately sounded:

[Detected that Zhu Wei has refused to repay the debt and maintained a forceful attitude. He has been designated an enemy.

Evenly Matched Trait activated. Host's current strength: level 83. Eight Soul Rings synchronized.]

Very good, very good. Feeling the abundant power within him, Lin Yan felt an unprecedented rush of exhilaration well up in his heart.

"Soul-Tethered Dreams, Winds and Clouds Roil; Star-Origin Earth Formula, Three Realms Altar.

Since your Zhu Family is so shameless and insists on defaulting, I'll collect this money myself!"

Clang!

A piercing sword cry suddenly exploded through the room.

Resplendent with golden light and filled with the Human Emperor's vast, righteous aura, the Xuanyuan Sword materialized from the void.

Once Lin Yan held it, its tip pointed straight at Zhu Wei.

The Human Emperor Sword's pressure surged mightily, suppressing everything around it. As its terrifying sword intent raged, it pressed down on everyone until they could barely breathe.

Zhu Wei was both shocked and furious. Not daring to hesitate, he immediately released his Nether Civet Martial Soul.

Soon,

Two yellow, two purple, and four black Soul Rings-eight in total-slowly shone behind him. He unleashed his Soul Douluo-level pressure, attempting to resist Lin Yan.

"How dare you! Do you think the Zhu Family has no one to defend it?"

An Eight-Ring Soul Douluo was already among the Star Luo Empire's strongest combatants. This was strength sufficient to establish a sect. Unless a Titled Douluo appeared, no one could match him.

Thus, Zhu Wei had absolute confidence in himself. Although the person before him had a powerful aura, he might still be capable of putting up a fight.

Lin Yan merely smiled in disdain!

"Struggle all you want. The moment I decided to act, there was no turning back."

With that, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand suddenly hummed.

The next moment, eight Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet into the air behind him.

Every Soul Ring was crimson as blood-no fewer than eight blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings.

And each Soul Ring released the terrifying pressure of a hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast.

Both men were at the Soul Douluo level, but Lin Yan's combat aura overwhelmed Zhu Wei's by several tiers.

"H-how is this possible?"

The moment Lin Yan's Soul Rings appeared, everyone in the great hall, including Zhu Wei, was stunned.

Zhu Zhuyun was so frightened that she collapsed on the spot. How could a mere Soul Elder like her withstand the pressure of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

And there were eight of them.

With the terrifying pressure of eight Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings layered together, she was fortunate not to have been killed outright.

"Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings. Eight of them.

Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"

As for Zhu Zhuqing, she could feel that Lin Yan had restrained his power on her side. She felt little pressure and could still remain standing.

She gripped Zhu Zhuyou's hand tightly, her reverence for Lin Yan having reached its peak.

She had imagined how strong Lin Yan might be, but had never expected him to be this powerful.

Lin Yan had only released eight Soul Rings, but was he really just an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo?

How could that be?

Would an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo possess eight Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings?

He had probably seen that her father was only an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, so he had released just eight Soul Rings to maintain the same level of combat strength as him.

From what little she knew of Lin Yan, he seemed like someone who would do that.

He loved showing off!

But even so, anyone who wasn't a fool could see the disparity in their strength. The Zhu Family was certain to lose.

Eight Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings were too outrageous, too heaven-defying.

Zhu Wei was badly frightened as well. He looked at Lin Yan.

"Sir, we can talk this over. Isn't it just ten million?

I'll pay. I'll pay, all right?"

Lin Yan held his sword in both hands, its tip resting lightly against the floor. With disdain on his face, he looked down at him.

"Now, even if you kneel and beg for mercy, it's too late."

What a joke. I finally get a chance to enjoy myself. How could I let Zhu Wei kneel his way out of this?

Besides, ten million could no longer resolve this. Beyond the system's ten million, he was going to rob him.

As the shop manager, he actually couldn't use his managerial privileges to customize a child for himself. It was infuriating!

Why could everyone else customize children?

He couldn't, but he wanted to customize one too!

Wasn't ten percent a sweet deal?

But with the system's one-ten-thousandth cut, how many monkey years and horse months would he have to save for?!

Rob him!

I have to rob him blind!

He was exploiting the system's rules for profit within reasonable bounds. Even the system couldn't penalize him.

"Watch closely. This strike will be spectacular."

The instant Lin Yan finished speaking, he unleashed no Soul Skill.

He merely flicked his wrist, and the Xuanyuan Sword sent out a terrifying slash of light.

It was the purest of slashes, yet it contained the Xuanyuan Sword's terrifying divine power.

Boom!

An earsplitting roar erupted instantly. Zhu Wei activated all his defensive Soul Skills in a hurried attempt to block it.

But he was an assassin. Of his eight Soul Rings, only one had a defensive shield skill, and it was merely his fourth Soul Skill.

Even though he unleashed all his Soul Power to activate it, the resulting shield shattered instantly beneath Lin Yan's sword light as though it were made of paper.

But it wasn't over yet.

Lin Yan's terrifying sword intent swept onward, instantly cleaving the Zhu Family's inner great hall, built from exceptionally sturdy materials, straight through the middle and splitting it in two.