Chapter 522: Gift from the Gods

“Smack!”

The leading Demigod suddenly raised his right hand and slapped himself hard.

In the next moment, the leading Demigod knelt down on one knee.

“I’m very sorry, Great God of Wealth; I was a bit dazed just now.”

“It’s fine. Your reaction just now is exactly what I needed to observe.”

Su Wen waved his hand and said, “Now, answer me seriously and honestly. What are your true feelings when facing me?”

Upon hearing this, the leading Demigod fell into silence.

“Don’t bother trying to hide anything from me; I can still tell when someone’s lying.”

Su Wen glanced at him lightly and continued, “If I decide you’re lying or holding back…”

“Then the Ghost Spirit clan will be wiped out today!”

From the other’s earlier behavior, he could already guess what was going on.

The guy was clearly full of resentment.

In fact, it seemed like he was focused on killing him, fueled by all sorts of negative emotions.

The silence, or maybe the mental script he was preparing, probably came from fear—fear that speaking his mind would piss Su Wen off and lead to the destruction of the Ghost Spirit clan.

“I want to knock out the Great God of Wealth and then use the ten-thousand-year-old chains prepared by the clan to bind you.”

The leading Demigod said in a deep voice, “Then, to stop you from escaping, I’d do everything I could to strip you of your cultivation.”

“After that… I’d take you to the altar in the central region of the clan and sacrifice you to the gods.”

Demigod wielding a hammer: “…”

Bro!

Your inner emotions are *that* intense?

Besides, it’s not like the Great God of Wealth has done anything wrong here, has he?

Looking at it this way, if the Great God wanted to wipe out the Ghost Spirit clan, he’d have every reason to.

Putting himself in Su Wen’s shoes, he’d probably feel the same way—destroy the whole clan!

“What’s the name of the god your clan worships?”

Su Wen ignored the Demigod wielding a hammer’s expression and kept asking.

If the Ghost Spirit clan had made enough progress this time, he might let this guy and a bunch of the simpler-minded Ghost Spirits go.

Then he’d take them back, have the Star God brainwash them, and let the Fighting God lead them.

That should work out just fine.

“God of Wealth.”

The leading Demigod’s gaze suddenly turned fervent as he spoke with seriousness.

Su Wen: “…”

Is this really happening?

This doesn’t make much sense, does it?

You worship the God of Wealth, and then you plan to capture him while he’s weak, torture him, and offer him as a sacrifice on the altar?

Any creature with a normal mind would never do such a thing…

Wait, never mind!

After being corrupted by the remnants, the Ghost Spirit clan can hardly be considered a race with normal thinking.

Damn it!

At this moment, Su Wen couldn’t help but feel like cursing.

It’s clear that, without the remnants’ interference, the Ghost Spirit clan would have been an extremely loyal race to the God of Wealth.

And all the other Demigod clans would have been fiercely loyal followers!

But now, he has to deal with them one by one, either killing or crippling them.

Sigh!

Sure, he could use this chance to gain wealth, but if they were loyal subordinates, wouldn’t his path have been much smoother?

Imagine this: he goes to the Arrow Realm for training, and every race he encounters submits to him willingly!

Then, various Demigod clans come to him, offering all the rare treasures and resources their clans possess.

Anything he needs would be delivered to him instantly.

If things had gone that way, with the Protective Boost of wealth, how fast and how far could he have grown?

So, the remnants… no, those damn remnants!

This grudge has become huge!

When he rises in the future, if he doesn’t wipe out the remnants, he won’t deserve to be called Su Wen!

Suddenly, he understood why the Battle Master was so surprised and why Jiu Ying was so shocked.

The shock came partly from the strength of the Divine Fate bearers of the Ninth Age, and partly from the sheer amount of hardship they had to endure.

From Jiu Ying’s perspective, even if the Divine Fate bearers of the Ninth Age started off weak, with their influence, they should have been able to grow quickly.

Especially since the God of Wealth in Office only needs some rare treasures and resources—how hard could it be to get those?

But the truth is…

It’s incredibly hard to obtain!

If you’re not from the Ninth Age, you’re not on the same starting line, and it’s nearly impossible to understand the hellish beginning they faced.

It’s so easy to slip up and end up in hell.

Of course, the Fighting God is an exception.

Who gave him that buff that makes enemies too scared to kill him?

“Since you became aware of my existence and started targeting me, have you noticed anything strange?”

Su Wen continued, “You claim to admire the God of Wealth, yet you want to capture and imprison the New God of Wealth, especially the one currently in office for this age?”

"Is this reasonable?"

"If it’s not reasonable, why do you still proceed?"

"Is there some force compelling you, or what’s going on?"

The leading Demigod’s eyebrows twitched violently upon hearing this.

"In most cases, I find it quite reasonable."

"Precisely because we worship and respect the God of Wealth, we must capture him, imprison him, and subject him to torment."

"Then, we will present the scarred God of Wealth on the altar."

"I’m sure… it will surely earn a smile from the deity!"

"The deity will definitely be pleased!"

"Even, they will reward our clan with necessary supplies and treasures."

Beside him, Su Wen nodded and said, "Indeed, as the deity you worship, I have come this time bearing rewards."

Then, under the increasingly confused gaze of the Demigod wielding a hammer, Su Wen continued to speak.

"I reward your Ghost Spirit clan with annihilation!"

The leading Demigod was about to speak but suddenly bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for the gift from the deity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading Demigod’s right hand transformed into a blade, gathering all his strength to prepare for suicide.

"Sigh!"

Su Wen sighed softly, then with a thought, the lightning charm transformed into a lightning cage and instantly imprisoned him.

Moments later, once the leading Demigod’s strange state disappeared, the lightning cage finally dissipated.

"Your brother’s mental state is so unstable; don’t you find that problematic?"

Su Wen’s gaze shifted to the Demigod wielding a hammer, asking with resignation.

"Great God of Wealth, before you arrived, my elder brother’s mental state was actually quite stable."

The Demigod wielding a hammer noticed that Su Wen had no intention of harming his elder brother, and his tone was very respectful.

Previously, he loved to fight, and he didn’t pay attention to the clan’s court matters; he found them uninteresting.

Now it seems that his elder brother’s problem is somewhat serious!

He couldn’t even express himself clearly; just when he was speaking here, he suddenly ran off somewhere else, not knowing what to do.

"So, it’s because of me that your elder brother…"

As Su Wen was speaking, he suddenly frowned.

He remembered that earlier, in the Demon Witch realm, the other party was still able to communicate normally.

In fact, he had even teamed up with the other party to trick the Holy Spirit clan, so… was the core of the corruption issue really in the domain of the Ghost Spirit clan?

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