Chapter 247: Unless You Beg Me

The crowd couldn’t comprehend it—were these people insane?

“Is this the person? Do you recognize him?” Wang Ruiqing held up his phone, showing Jiang Changkong’s figure on the screen, which went black the next second.

“What happened?” a Martial Artist frowned.

“The surveillance camera is gone. That madman directly vaporized everything within a ten-thousand-meter radius.”

Wang Ruiqing tapped his phone a few times. “Here’s the newly activated surveillance feed. Take a look.”

“Is that him?” the man in black and the nine others exclaimed simultaneously. “Jiang Changkong?”

“Jiang Changkong?” Wang Ruiqing frowned slightly. “Which family’s prodigy is he? How can his strength be so terrifying?”

Heng Moxuan glanced at him and said, “Jiang Changkong isn’t from any major faction. He’s a self-taught Martial Artist who clawed his way up from Jianghai Province.”

“A self-taught Martial Artist, yet so terrifying.” Wang Ruiqing’s expression darkened. “Sir, if you want that thing now, you’ll have to deal with Jiang Changkong first.”

The man in black pondered for a moment. “How much longer until the restrictions on them are lifted?”

“One hour,” Wang Ruiqing replied, glancing at the nine.

Heng Moxuan said coldly, “Sir, even if our restrictions are lifted, we won’t be able to step into the high-tier realm immediately.”

“I’ve prepared potions for you,” the man in black said calmly. “You’ll have no problem advancing to the high-tier realm.”

“Thank you, sir,” the other eight exclaimed excitedly before Heng Moxuan could speak.

“What a pity about Qingfeng. He didn’t have the fate for this,” one of them remarked.

“He deserved it, retreating so slowly,” the others sneered. “Once we advance to the high-tier realm, we’ll go and eliminate that kid.”

The man in black turned and left, an instrument appearing in his hand, displaying scenes of Jiang Changkong sweeping through everything.

“This self-taught Martial Artist is truly insane. Is he trying to destroy the Sin Domain? Isn’t he afraid the Federation will hold him accountable?” Wang Ruiqing wondered aloud.

“Do you think he might have discovered what the sir wants?” a Martial Artist asked.

“No,” Heng Moxuan said calmly. “Jiang Changkong is obsessed with Star Stones, to the point of sickness. We have the Star Stones he wants, and since we’re hiding and not coming out, in his madness, he can only flatten the Sin Domain.”

“Just for Star Stones? He’s a complete madman.”

The eight Martial Artists shook their heads repeatedly. Such a crazy act—they would never do it themselves.

They had plenty of Star Stones on them, but this was an entire island! Flattening an entire island—wasn’t that just madness?

Heng Moxuan glanced at Wang Ruiqing, blinked, and subtly gestured toward the man in black with his eyes.

Wang Ruiqing’s gaze flickered. He nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Meanwhile, as the ground vanished, a group of people stood on a golden barrier, still somewhat dazed.

The group of prodigies had already sat down. The rest was up to Jiang Changkong—they were no longer in a position to intervene.

“I suddenly want to go back, hold my two girlfriends, and sleep soundly,” one Martial Artist said.

“I also want to go back, hold your two girlfriends, and sleep soundly.”

“I swear, I’ll never come to the Sin Domain again in my life!”

“After going to the Void Realm, I’ll stay as far away from this guy as possible. The farther, the better.”

The prodigies nodded emphatically. They, too, would keep their distance from this guy.

He was too overpowering. His strength was definitely at the high-tier realm.

How could a group of Star Spirit Peak Martial Artists like them compete? They couldn’t even compete with their lives on the line!

Jiang Changkong waved his hand, releasing a blazing sun, then returned.

“Changkong, what are you doing?” Heng Qingyue asked, puzzled.

“I just came to ask you all, if things continue like this, I’ll be the first to discover every criminal.”

Jiang Changkong said calmly, “Then, all of them belong to me!”

Everyone: “…”

Are you planning to leave nothing for us?

“President Jiang, leave us some scraps. We all have our pride to consider.”

Nan Wuyang’s lips twitched. If you do this, how will we have any face left when we go out?

“Alright then, write an IOU,” Jiang Changkong said calmly.

“IOU?” Everyone was stunned.

“You buy the right to compete. When you find a criminal, I won’t make a move. You can compete for it first. How about that?”

Jiang Changkong spoke calmly.

“And then?” The prodigies stared at him blankly.

“Whoever snatches it gets it. I absolutely won’t take it from you.”

Flames flickered in Jiang Changkong’s palm. “There are still nine overlords among these people from the Sin Domain. The Qingfeng Overlord I killed was just one of them. I can give you four days. After four days, I’ll make my move. How about that?”

“Really?” The prodigies’ faces lit up with joy as they hurriedly asked.

In four days, how many could they kill if they joined forces?

If Jiang Changkong doesn’t make a move for four days, maybe they could try to compete for first place?

“Even now, you still don’t trust my character?”

Jiang Changkong sounded somewhat displeased.

“Alright then, tell us what you want. If it’s Star Stones, forget it. We still need them for the Void Realm.”

Everyone said.

Jiang Changkong rested his chin on his hand. “Well, you know I have a friend named Jiang Changyue, right?”

“We know that,” many prodigies nodded. Most of them had seen Jiang Changkong’s profile.

Jiang Changkong smiled. “That makes things easier. Changyue’s weapon is still mid-tier, and so is mine. Since we’re going to the Void Realm, don’t you think it’s time for an upgrade or something?”

“We can help Jiang Changyue forge a high-tier weapon,” Heng Qingyue said.

“Not forging, but providing materials. My teacher is Professor Yun, and she’ll help me,” Jiang Changkong said lightly.

My Lunar Blade and Sword have Moon Laurel Leaves. If you give me fakes, who would I complain to?

“No problem, but it can only be seventh-tier low-grade,” Heng Qingyue nodded.

Nan Wuyang said, “Then I’ll be responsible for preparing the materials for your weapon. It can only be seventh-tier low-grade as well.”

“No problem,” Jiang Changkong nodded in satisfaction, looking at the others. “What about you?”

“What else do you need?” Many prodigies frowned. With weapons already taken care of, what else could Jiang Changkong lack?

As for Star Stones, they didn’t even have enough for themselves.

“How about mechas?” Jiang Changkong smiled.

“Mechas?” The prodigies’ expressions changed slightly. They exchanged glances and said, “We’ll discuss it and see how many we can gather for you.”

Jiang Changkong urged, “Hurry up then. If it’s too late, the criminals will be found.”

The prodigies gathered together and discussed for half an hour before reluctantly settling on a price.

Yao Chan, dressed in red, watched everything with a smile, saying nothing.

A young prodigy with short hair gritted his teeth and said, “Three mechas. I’m Luo Wen from the Federation. I’ll send them to you after we leave, also seventh-tier low-grade.”

“Deal,” Jiang Changkong smiled, raising his hand. “Let’s record this, one copy each, as evidence.”

No one hesitated; they all agreed to record it.

Nan Wuyang couldn’t help but say, “You must guarantee that no matter what, you won’t make a move.”

“I promise, unless you beg me, I will not take action for the next four days,” Jiang Changkong said with a gentle smile.

Only then did everyone agree. As for begging him? How could that ever happen!

Wait…

Something felt off. Since when had this guy been so easy to talk to?

Heng Xueyue looked at him strangely. “Why are you suddenly so agreeable, without even raising the price?”

With Jiang Changkong’s talent, if he were to step into the High-Rank Martial Artist realm, he would certainly look down on ordinary seventh-tier low-grade weapons.

Earlier, he mentioned begging him… Could it be that there really are High-Rank Martial Artists in the Sin Domain?

People from the Immortal Palace?

We’ve been tricked!