Capítulo 1098: Chapter 1095: Consider Yourself Lucky, Kid
Outside Jialan’s main city.
Qingqing, Little White, Jitian Saint, and the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon had their eyes fixed on the Origin Power in Wang Hao’s palm, their hearts filled with indescribable shock.
Their instincts told them that what Wang Hao was saying was utterly fantastical, completely unbelievable.
But if they didn’t believe, how could they explain Wang Hao’s constitution issue!?
After all, Wang Hao’s constitution indeed possessed all the characteristics of the ten supre bodies and also had the ability to transform Origin Power.
“Rumble…”
At that mont, another earth-shattering rumble echoed in the sky, but this ti, the attack was much smaller than before.
“Finally noticed, huh!”
Wang Hao nonchalantly glanced at the black hole in the sky. Since the attack power of the nine Main Gods had weakened, it ant they had already sensed the Origin Power in his palm.
They were multitasking, fighting while eavesdropping on his conversation.
“Yummy!”
Little White’s mouth glead with crystals, staring unblinkingly at the Origin Power.
Wang Hao glanced at Little White, reminiscing about the past.
He rembered when Little White was still young, a single carrot could exchange for many treasures from it, and they could sign a series of unequal treaties.
But after this little thing grew up, everything changed. It not only learned to ask Yuer to grow carrots but also learned to hide private money secretly.
Fortunately, even without carrots, he could still use Origin Power to substitute, as he would never condone this little creature’s bad habit of hoarding secret money.
Little White’s ears perked up suddenly, anxiously glancing around; it felt a malevolent gaze targeting it.
Wang Hao imdiately withdrew his gaze, handing the Origin Power in his hand to Little White, deciding to confront this rabbit with cunning after returning ho.
“Thank you!”
Little White happily accepted the Origin Power and gulped it down, seemingly forgetting the malevolent gaze from before.
Jitian Saint tugged at the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon, unable to resist asking, “You were born in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss; do you know of any constitution that can integrate all the features of the ten supre bodies!?”
The Heavenly Tribulation Dragon shook its head, “Never heard of it, not even dared to imagine it!”
“No!”
Jitian Saint frowned. If such a constitution had never appeared before, did this little master really cultivate it haphazardly!? But that’s too exaggerated, isn’t it!?
“What kind of expressions are these!? Do you still not believe !?” Wang Hao’s eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a hint of dangerous aura.
The Heavenly Tribulation Dragon repeatedly shook its head, “How could we not believe!? Everyone knows you are the world’s most honest young gentleman.”
“You’re good at telling the truth!”
Wang Hao’s mouth curved into a smile, thinking this kid should be focused on nurturing in the future.
After all, as a successful Great Demon King, it would be unreasonable not to have so sycophants around.
Jitian Saint rubbed his hands, looking obsequious, “Little master, your disciple also has a Cosmic Saint Body; how about that manual…”
“This…”
Qingqing was dumbfounded, truly doubting if her mory was failing.
According to mories from her past life, Jitian Saint was her elder, every eting embodying the image of a righteous sage.
But why does the current Jitian Saint have such a fawning expression!? Has he lost his integrity after following Wang Hao!?
The Heavenly Tribulation Dragon gave Jitian Saint an understanding look. After all, what Wang Hao claid his constitution could do was too incredible; who wouldn’t have so thoughts about it!?
Especially refining Origin Power, a capability that would even tempt a Divine Sovereign.
“Then as a master, I will teach you our sect’s Divine Skill, entrusting you with the great responsibility of saving the world.”
Wang Hao put on the deanor of an elder, taking out a manual from his bosom, with the words ‘Sunflower Manual’ written on it, and solemnly handed it to Jitian Saint.
Qingqing and the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon had expressions of shock on their faces. There was indeed a manual; could it be that Wang Hao the Great Demon King wasn’t joking!?
“Thank you, little master, for fulfilling my wish!”
Jitian Saint was overjoyed, quickly kneeling before Wang Hao, receiving the Sunflower Manual from Wang Hao with both hands raised over his head.
Out of the corner of his eye, Wang Hao glanced at the sky, finding that the nine Main Gods had stopped fighting, likely with their eyes all fixed on the Sunflower Manual.
“Whoosh…”
At that mont, a rapid sound of slicing through the wind occurred.
“Who goes there…”
Jitian Saint exclaid in surprise as a black shadow flashed by, and then the manual in his hand vanished.
“What audacious thief dares to steal our sect’s heritage manual!” Wang Hao roared in fury, the Sword of Sovereign already in his grip.
Wentian Main God’s voice arose, “Young friend, don’t panic; I will imdiately capture that little thief!”
Slaughter Main God said mockingly, “Wentian, stop pretending; weren’t you the one who sent soone to steal it!?”
Wentian Main God snorted, “Slaughter Main God, once I retrieve the manual, the truth will naturally be revealed.”
Slaughter Main God scoffed, “You may retrieve the manual, but can you guarantee you won’t copy it!?”
“I am upright and fair, not wasting ti on your nonsense!” Wentian Main God retorted, then swiftly turned into a shooting star piercing through the void.
“Hmph, where do you think you’re going!”
Slaughter Main God snorted coldly and also turned into a shooting star in pursuit.
“Young friend, don’t worry, we will help you retrieve the manual!”
The other Main Gods also left a remark and transford into shooting stars giving chase.
In no ti, the entire world returned to tranquility, even Jialan Main God had pursued them, no longer causing trouble for Wang Hao.
Jitian Saint said anxiously, “Little master, what should we do now!?”
Wang Hao sighed, “I didn’t expect the nine Main Gods would be so shaless, orchestrating such a play to steal our sect’s heritage Divine Skill.”
Qingqing’s eyebrows furrowed, sensing Wang Hao had so unspeakable conspiracy.
The Heavenly Tribulation Dragon frowned, “Might as well send troops to catch up with them!?”
Wang Hao waved his hand, “No need to pursue; we cannot match the nine Main Gods, and without evidence, we’ll only suffer losses if we go.”
“Should we just let them go like that!?”
Jitian Saint looked unreconciled, just one step away from being able to cultivate the Divine Skill.
Wang Hao sighed, “What else can be done!? Wait until our cultivation advances, then address it!”
Jitian Saint weakly asked, “Then, little master, do you have a backup!?”
“If it’s not ant to be, why force it?”
Wang Hao patted Jitian Saint’s shoulder and gave him a look that said ‘consider yourself lucky’, then turned and walked towards Jialan’s main city.
Jitian Saint scratched his head in confusion, genuinely unable to understand the aning behind the look little master gave just now…
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