Shameless!
Everyone stared blankly at Yang Zhen, their eyes trembling uncontrollably.
I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless. It's one thing to charge money for fighting, but to actually put a price tag on it.
This wasn't entirely unacceptable, but everyone underestimated Yang Zhen's shamelessness. They had clearly agreed that the large hammer would cost 80 yuan per strike, and the small hammer 40 yuan per strike, yet Yang Zhen only delivered 36 strikes and still demanded 30 million?
Oh shit!
It took the group a while to realize that the eighty that Yang Zhen mentioned was not eighty crystal stones, but eight hundred thousand crystal stones.
Why don't you just rob it?
Furthermore, Yang Zhen clearly stated that he didn't want the odd change; it was 28.8 million. How did it become 30 million after removing the odd change?
What's most ridiculous is that Yang Zhen actually counted on his fingers when he did math. Did you learn math from that old beggar at the village entrance?
Everyone around was completely dumbfounded. You can imagine how Yin Shadow Lu Baichi must have been after hearing Yang Zhen's words; his face was blank and he looked like a fool.
After standing there dumbfounded for a while, Lu Baichi finally roared, "How the hell did you calculate that?"
Yang Zhen slammed the sledgehammer on the ground with a loud bang, startling everyone. "That's how I calculated it. What, you disagree? If you don't agree, let's fight again!"
Another fight?
Lu Baichi's expression was unpredictable, his face almost turning into a rainbow.
Thirty-six blows had already driven him into the ground, planting him like a radish. Now both his arms were shattered, and if he didn't receive proper treatment, he might suffer some long-term consequences.
The longsword shattered into several pieces, lying helplessly on the ground, devoid of any luster.
At this point, let alone fighting again, even walking back alive would be difficult. How dare you still complain?
I'm completely convinced!
Lu Baichi was almost in tears. He had always been arrogant and domineering, and wherever he went, he was hailed as a prodigy. Countless young cultivators envied and were jealous of him, and all kinds of women admired and fawned over him, wishing they could trip over and fall into his arms. When had he ever been treated so cruelly?
Despite his submission, Lu Baichi's face showed not only shame and indignation, but also a fleeting hint of ruthlessness and viciousness, like a venomous snake.
"I... I don't have that many crystals on me." Lu Baichi was so ashamed and angry that his head almost touched the ground. He was now half-buried in the ground, and it would be difficult for him to get out.
"Oh dear, this is a bit tricky!" Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Boss, how many crystals do you have on you right now?"
"Only ten million!"
Yang Zhen for a moment, then stared at the storage ring on Lu Baichi's hand and said, "Ten million is a bit too little, boss. Do you think your life is only worth ten million?"
"You... you want to kill me?" Lu Baichi stared wide-eyed at Yang Zhen, a look of horror flashing in his eyes.
They were clearly terrified!
Yang Zhen slapped Lu Baichi on the head, glared at him and said, "I haven't even arrived at Ten Thousand Flowers Island yet, and you're already talking about killing me. What, you can kill me, but I can't kill you?"
"But..."
"But what?" Yang Zhen slapped him again. "You think you're a disciple of Flower Mountain Blessed Land, with a high and mighty status, and that killing a country bumpkin is no big deal, right?"
Lu Baichi was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.
Everyone around was taken aback upon hearing this, and looked at Yang Zhen with strange expressions.
Since the dawn of cultivation, the strong have always been revered; the death of a person is all too common. Who would even consider this issue?
As Yang Zhen said, a country bumpkin who offends a disciple of a major sect is simply dead. In the vast Cultivation World, he won't even make a ripple. Even if someone sees him, they'll only give him a pitying look before going about their business.
This... seems to make sense, right?
Silence fell over the scene, then Yang Zhen's voice rang out again. "And you, you're a disciple of a powerful sect, Flower Mountain Blessed Land, such an awesome sect! You're a prodigy, highly regarded within the sect, and respected outside. If someone wanted to kill you, or even just slapped you to death, it would definitely cause a huge uproar, wouldn't it?"
Yang Zhen spoke fluently and without pause, as if stating facts, and everyone nodded subconsciously.
Indeed, if someone were to kill Lu Baichi, the entire Flower Mountain Blessed Land would be enraged. Not to mention the entire Ten Thousand Flowers Island, the entire East Sea coast would likely be plunged into turmoil and fear in the face of Flower Mountain Blessed Land's fury.
"You haven't thought about this question. In fact, you haven't even considered death because you believe you won't die, or at least not for a very long time. No one dares to kill you easily. Even seniors with stronger cultivation than you wouldn't risk offending the Flower Mountain Blessed Land to rashly kill you!"
Yang Zhen's words became forceful and clear, and he was now stating the facts.
Lu Baichi nodded subconsciously, looking blankly at Yang Zhen. Everything Yang Zhen said was right, and he couldn't refute it.
Wang Meiling nodded, and the others nodded as well, looking at Yang Zhen with blank expressions, wondering what Yang Zhen wanted to say.
The Shameless Cat looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. For some reason, despite the comical scene, a thoughtful look flashed across the Shameless Cat's face, and it gradually became serious.
Everyone stared blankly at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, wondering what she was trying to say.
Suddenly, Yang Zhen raised the enormous hammer with a loud boom. With a deafening roar, the hammer swept through the air, creating a violent shockwave, and landed heavily on Lu Baichi's head. Lu Baichi's brains splattered instantly, and he was dead beyond any doubt.
"But..." Yang Zhen hoisted the giant hammer onto his shoulder, casually summoned a stream of water to thoroughly wash it clean, spat, and said, enunciating each word clearly, "What the hell does this have to do with me?"
Wow!
Everyone present was shocked, staring wide-eyed at Yang Zhen and Lu Baichi, whose half-body was buried in the ground and whose head had been smashed, speechless with horror.
Many timid cultivators were trembling, their faces pale as they stared at Yang Zhen.
Wang Meiling gasped, covering her mouth tightly with her delicate hand. Her phoenix eyes flashed with horror as she stared at Yang Zhen with disbelief and astonishment.
Kill them!
Yang Zhen actually killed Lu Baichi.
With a single blow, Lu Baichi's head was smashed off. Without Lu Baichi reacting at all, he didn't even let out a scream, and died with a blank expression on his face!
Lu Baichi probably never understood why Yang Zhen dared to kill him, even until his death.
What gives them the right to kill him?
"Holy shit!"
The Shameless Cat jumped three feet high, stared at Yang Zhen with wide eyes, and remained stunned for a long time before becoming excited. It then circled around Yang Zhen Yang Zhen several times.
"666, kid! This time you've really nailed it, done it several times over! Well done!"
The Shameless Cat was incredibly excited, then clicked its tongue in amazement, shaking its head and saying:
"Not bad, not bad, you've already mastered a tenth of my mischievous essence. But I suddenly remembered some old matters I haven't dealt with, so I won't be playing with you anymore. Green hills and clear waters, farewell, kid..."