232: Chapter 233 Physics Correction! A Bloodstained IOU! Happy Deal!

Lin Qi's voice carried the tone of a verdict.

With a thud! That Genius from a second-rate Family who tried to muddle through suddenly felt his legs go weak and collapsed onto the ground.

The color drained completely from his face, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

"No! Don't! Master Lin! I was wrong! I was truly wrong!"

He scrambled backward using his hands and feet, desperate to get away from Lin Qi, his voice cracking and distorting.

"I'll rewrite it! I'll rewrite it right now! Please, give me one more chance!"

He spoke incoherently, his face smeared with tears and snot, looking nothing like a Genius anymore.

Lin Qi looked at him with an expressionless face, but those eyes held no warmth, sending a chill down the spines of everyone present.

He ignored the man's pleas. A chance? He, Lin Qi, had already given a chance. It was this guy himself who had treated his own lifeline like a joke.

Lin Qi took a step forward; his movements were not fast, but everyone in his path instinctively held their breath. He walked up to the collapsed Genius, bent down, and grabbed the man by his collar.

That hand firmly locked around the man's neck.

"No..." The Genius only had time to let out a whimper before Lin Qi lifted him up with one hand. The body, weighing over a hundred jin, felt completely weightless in his grip.

Xiao Kuangyun, Han Qianchi, and the others watched this scene unfold, none of them daring to make a sound. When Lin Qi's gaze swept over them, they didn't even have the courage to open their mouths.

Kill the chicken to warn the monkey. These four words were etched with absolute clarity into everyone's minds.

Lin Qi just carried the struggling Genius with one hand, dragging him, step by step, toward the hundred-zhang bronze door that radiated immense pressure.

"Ahhh! Let me go! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" The Genius howled, his legs kicking wildly in the air, his hands desperately trying to pry Lin Qi's fingers open. But Lin Qi's fingers remained immovable. That strength extinguished the last shred of hope in his heart.

As they approached the bronze door step by step, the pressure from the higher-dimensional Law hit them in waves, each stronger than the last. The Genius held in Lin Qi's hand felt it most directly—his bones creaked, beads of blood seeped from his skin, and it felt as if he were being crushed into powder by an invisible mountain.

Finally, Lin Qi stopped in front of the giant door. He swung his arm. Bang! With a dull thud, the Genius was slammed hard against the bronze door.

"Ugh, ahhhhh!" The piercing scream echoed throughout the entire palace ruins.

The moment the pressure touched a living being, it seemed to be activated, surging madly into his body. His eyes bulged, filled with bloodshot veins, and blood uncontrollably poured from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. Bleeding from all seven orifices!

In the distance, Xiao Kuangyun and the others saw this scene, and the last bit of color drained from their faces. They had no doubt that in a few more seconds, that unlucky fellow would be crushed to death. This Devil King was not just trying to scare them. He would actually take action. He would really use them as sacrifices.

Just when the Genius's consciousness was fading and he was about to collapse, Lin Qi moved again. He grabbed the man by his collar, dragged him back from the door, and tossed him onto the ground. Thud.

The Genius sprawled on the ground, his body still twitching uncontrollably, emitting a wheezing sound like a broken bellows. He wasn't dead, but it was worse than death. Having walked the line of death, his mental defenses had completely shattered.

Lin Qi looked down at him from above, pulled a blank piece of parchment from his robes, and threw it onto his face. "Rewrite." Two words, devoid of any emotion.

The Genius shuddered, struggled with all his might, raised his still-trembling hand, and grabbed the parchment. He wept, tears and snot streaming down his face. This was the relief of surviving a disaster, but also a breakdown after his dignity had been completely crushed.

With this bloody "Physical Correction" case laid out before them, the remaining Xiao Kuangyun and the others no longer dared to harbor any illusions. Looking at the parchment in front of them, everyone's eyes were filled with extreme complexity. This was no longer an IOU; it was their lives.

Xiao Kuangyun gritted his teeth so hard his gums bled. He picked up the pen, his hand shaking violently. What should he write? His mind was in chaos. If he wrote too little, his fate would be the same as that guy's. If he wrote too much, upon returning to the Family, his position as heir would likely be over. But did he have a choice now? With a bitter smile, he finally put pen to paper.

"The Kyoto Xiao Family is willing to exchange the seventy-year mining rights of the 'Northern Territory No. 37' rare mineral vein to spare the life of Xiao Kuangyun." After writing this line, his hand paused. That mineral vein was one of the Xiao Family's Foundations for the next hundred years.

He didn't stop writing; he knew this wasn't enough. "Additionally, one complete formula for the lost S-rank potion [Dragon Blood Boiling Agent]." "One one-time highest-level access pass to the Family Secret Realm [Dragon Locking Well]." ...

With every item he wrote, his face grew paler. Any one of these things, if leaked, would be enough to cause a massive shock throughout the entire Federation's upper society. Now, they were all being listed line by line on this humiliating IOU.

On the other side, Han Qianchi was also bleeding internally. "The Ice City Han Family is willing to exchange three [Millennium Mysterious Ice Souls] to spare the life of Han Qianchi." "Additionally, one map of the core area of the special instance [Extreme Cold Ice Cave] controlled by the Family..."

The other Prodigies from wealthy families also gritted their teeth and listed, item by item, the most core and precious resources of their Families that they could access. They dared not hold anything back anymore, because that Devil King was watching from the side.

Lin Qi crossed his arms and paced back and forth among them. His gaze occasionally lingered for a moment on a piece of parchment. When he walked behind one Prodigy and saw "three real estate properties in the suburbs" written down, he stopped.

The Prodigy felt the shadow behind him and his body stiffened. Lin Qi didn't speak; he just raised his hand and lightly delivered an inch-punch to the man's back. Bang! A dull thud. The Prodigy spat out a mouthful of blood, flew two meters forward, and the sound of breaking ribs was clearly audible.

"Not enough value." He withdrew his fist and calmly performed a "second correction." The Prodigy lay on the ground, drenched in sweat from the pain, but didn't dare utter a single word of complaint. He struggled to crawl back, picked up the pen, and with trembling hands, crossed out that line and wrote down a legendary-grade piece of equipment from the Family's collection.

Under such "meticulous" and "violent" guidance from Lin Qi, several super IOUs with content so detailed it was hair-raising and of immense value were finally produced. Lin Qi collected them one by one, checked them over, and revealed a satisfied expression. Then he walked up to each person. "Press your handprint."

Xiao Kuangyun and the others had ashen faces as they mechanically bit their fingers and pressed their bloody fingerprints heavily onto their names. The contract was established.

After doing all this, they sat slumped on the ground one by one, their eyes hollow, no different from walking corpses. They had lost their futures and were burdened with massive debts that could severely damage their Families' Origin Qi, perhaps even causing them to collapse.

And the perpetrator of all this, Lin Qi, was carefully folding these priceless pieces of parchment and tucking them into his robes. To him, this was not just wealth; it was the capital he needed to establish himself and act without restraint in this world in the future.

Looking at the crowd slumped on the ground, completely broken, a smile finally appeared on his face. "Very good, happy trading." He paused, then added one more sentence. "Now, you can get lost."