Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes! Chapter 199 - Chapter196-Justin! This Is the “Trash” You Wer

"Your Highness, may I ask why you insist on studying sculpture?"

Having drunk half a bottle of Lafite Vintage, Justin looked at Velen in confusion.

"Then why are you so against studying sculpture?"

Velen didn't answer directly but asked in return.

"Is it because your ntor studied sculpture that you hate it?"

"No!"

Justin suddenly beca agitated and took a deep swig of the wine.

"Because sculpture leads nowhere!"

"Take my ntor for example—just to sculpt a single piece, he has to pay a huge price just to convince an Ascended Rank swordsman to agree to be the subject."

"And for what? Even if the sculpture is finished, it only lets others observe a hint of sword intent through it!"

"When it cos to combat, sculptors are easily the weakest among all professions—absolute bottom-tier, the trash of the trash!"

"Those lousy statues are useless! People just laugh at how foolish you are!"

"I want real power, power to control my own fate—not to be so sculptor who does nothing but carve!"

Justin finally poured out everything on his mind.

A walking cara?

Velen was slightly shocked. He honestly had no idea that sculptors were considered this weak.

"System, is the path of sculpture really that weak in this universe?"

Velen asked the system. If it truly was that bad, he would rather abandon the system quest than force Justin down a dead-end.

The quest was important, sure—but not at the cost of soone's freedom.

"Ding! Requesting Host and Justin to personally experience the pinnacle of the sculpting path!"

Boom!

Just as the system finished speaking, a strange power suddenly enveloped the entire courtyard!

In a mysterious realm, on a desolate plain, a middle-aged man in a gray robe stood calmly, facing an army of hundreds of thousands.

Velen and Justin had a god's-eye view of the scene.

"Let my body be the chisel, and the universe my sculpture!"

The gray-robed man's voice rang out as a massive surge of energy erupted from his body, shaking the entire space.

The next mont, countless sculpting spears appeared in the air, dancing wildly as they carved into the void.

"This… this can't be real!"

Justin stared in disbelief as the energy from the man transford into countless sculpting spears, rapidly etching the forms of the enemy army before him.

Soon, a massive sculpture stood before the gray-robed man—

—a perfect replica of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers facing him!

"Fate Linked. Sculpture Shattered!"

With those words, a giant sculpting spear condensed in the air and smashed down fiercely on the floating sculpture!

Crack!

The sculpture began to shatter.

At the sa ti, blocks of soldiers in the enemy army abruptly vanished—erased, as if they had never existed.

Each figure shattered in the sculpture ant one person erased from the real army.

By the ti the sculpture completely broke apart, the army of hundreds of thousands had completely vanished—like they had never been there.

Velen and Justin, watching from a god's-eye view, were completely dumbfounded.

When they finally ca to their senses, they found themselves back in the courtyard of the fortress.

"Justin!!!"

"This is the 'trash' you were talking about?!"

Velen shouted at Justin, still shaken from the scene.

Using all beings as subjects, carving fate itself, then destroying it!

Those hundreds of thousands didn't even get to see who their enemy was before they were wiped out!

How could such a ga-breaking ability even exist in this universe?!

"Your Highness, I didn't know either!"

"I really didn't know the sculpting path could be that powerful! My ntor is already a Supre Rank, and he's still a combat weakling—completely incomparable to that man!"

"If I had known sculpture could be this badass, no one could've stopped from diving into it!"

Justin said with a bitter smile.

"Ding! Reminder: Justin cannot reach the peak of sculpting through his own efforts alone. He requires significant guidance and support from the Host."

The system's voice rang out again.

"Forget it."

"If you really hate studying sculpture that much, I won't force you."

"But with my help, even a rabbit could one day possess the terrifying power of that gray-robed man."

Velen said with mock seriousness.

"No, Your Highness, please!"

"Bunny Bro is already exhausted from training in swordsmanship—please spare him!"

"Let bear this burden instead!"

Justin threw himself to the ground and clutched Velen's leg, begging desperately.

Your Highness, please, just look at ! Look at !

"Hmm?"

"Alright, I'll think about it."

"I just happen to be heading out. Co with ."

Justin's eyes lit up. He knew this was his chance. Whether or not he could gain Velen's support depended on this!

Sigh…

On the way to the fortress hall, Justin couldn't help but sigh,

"Life is full of twists and turns. I never thought there'd co a day when I'd want to study sculpture…"

You really couldn't bla him for being ntally shaken.

That scene of obliterating hundreds of thousands had him drooling with envy.

He had to beco a sculpture powerhouse too!

Inside the fortress hall.

Velen pushed open the door and walked in.

"Anastasia, I'm heading out again."

"Again?"

"Every ti you co back, you sleep for one night and then disappear. What do you take this fortress for?"

"And do you even see , the fortress commander, as a person?"

Hearing Velen was leaving again, Anastasia couldn't help but scold him.

"Commander!"

"Please don't bla His Highness—if you must scold soone, scold !"

"This trip was my idea. I begged His Highness to co with !"

Justin suddenly stepped forward, taking all the bla for the outing.

Even though he had no idea what Velen was planning, as his attendant, he had to step up at tis like these!

"This kid's got so tact."

Velen nodded with satisfaction.

"You want to leave?"

Anastasia glanced at Justin, then looked at the smirking Velen.

Seemingly guessing sothing, she gave Justin a playful look and said,

"No. You two can go back now."

No?

Velen and Justin froze on the spot.

Wait—this wasn't how the plot was supposed to go!

"Big Sis, let see them off."

As the little girl walked out of the hall with Velen and Justin, she asked,

"Master, I'd like to begin closed-door training with Big Sis. How many days per phase would be appropriate?"

Hmm?

Velen was montarily stunned, then quickly understood and smiled as he patted the girl's head.

"Let's start with a seven-day phase."

"Co on, let's go!"

As the little girl smiled and returned to the hall, Velen turned to Justin.

"Go?"

"Your Highness, didn't the Commander just say we weren't allowed to leave the fortress?"

Justin asked, confused.

"Where'd that cleverness of yours just now go?"

"Didn't you hear her say the Commander will be in closed-door training for seven days?"

"If she's going to be shut away for seven days, as long as we're back within that ti, who's going to stop us?"

With that, Velen strode straight out of the fortress—

—leaving Justin behind, dumbfounded in the wind.