468: Chapter 468. Strip him naked and eat him as a snack!

Long Aotian's voice was filled with endless dominance and majesty.

It was as if every word he spoke was an ironclad rule, an inviolable divine decree.

The dozens of Dragon Clan followers behind him took a step forward in unison, their terrifying dragon might converging into a physical storm that instantly locked onto Su Chen's group! That killing intent, which seemed almost enough to crush space itself, caused the air to be permeated with a rusty smell named "Death"!

The surviving Prodigies around them, seeing this tense scene, were scared out of their wits and retreated a hundred zhang in unison.

They looked at Su Chen, who had been thoroughly sentenced to death by Long Aotian, their eyes filled with sympathy and a hint of unconcealable schadenfreude.

Of all the people to provoke, why did he have to provoke this bringer of calamity, Long Aotian? Now, forget about treasures, he probably won't even be able to keep his life.

However.

Just when everyone thought Su Chen would be trembling and kneeling for mercy under Long Aotian's world-destroying and terrifying pressure...

The youth in white, untainted by a speck of dust, didn't even bother to lift an eyelid.

He didn't even cast a glance at the high and mighty, insufferable Long Aotian. In his mind, he was still bleeding profusely over the "unnecessary expenditure" from just now.

[One million Top-Grade Spirit Stones... gone again!]

[That's a million! Feeding it to a dog... no, feeding it to my daughter!]

[My heart hurts... it hurts so much I can't breathe...]

Su Chen felt his Dao Heart twitching; he looked at everyone now as if they were deadbeats who owed him money and wouldn't pay it back.

Just then, Long Aotian's impatient urging sounded again.

"What? Still hesitating? Do you want to choose a more painful way to die?"

"My patience is limited."

"I'll give you three breaths' time."

"Three..."

Long Aotian's majestic countdown, like a death god's summons, made everyone present involuntarily hold their breath.

However, this voice caused Su Chen, who was already in an extremely foul mood from losing money, a burst of inexplicable irritation.

[So noisy, like a fly with an amplifier turned on, buzzing in my ear.]

[So what if you're number one on the Prodigy Roll? What's so great about that? Once I save my wives, the first thing I'll do is level your Dragon Clan's nest!]

Su Chen swore viciously in his heart.

Then, his eyes, which were still full of heartache, casually swept over Long Aotian, who was floating in mid-air, shimmering in gold and looking "valuable."

The next second.

His dull eyes suddenly shot out two beams of sharp light!

As if he had discovered a new continent!

[Holy crap! This guy... seems unusually rich!]

[That Golden Dragon Battle Armor on him is radiant and filled with dao rhyme. If I strip it off... no, recycle it, it's worth at least several hundred million Top-Grade Spirit Stones, right?]

[And those dragon horns on his head, good heavens, pure gold dragon horns are top-tier materials for refining Emperor Weapons! If I sell them, the starting price would be a hundred million!]

[The Dragon-Patterned Jade Pendant at his waist, the Cloud-Treading Boots on his feet, the Dragon Storage Ring on his hand... tsk tsk, he's clearly a walking treasure vault!]

An extremely bold thought instantly surfaced in Su Chen's mind!

The way he looked at Long Aotian changed instantly.

From his previous irritation and disdain, it turned into blatant greed!

As if he were looking at a peerless fat sheep that had already been skinned, sprinkled with cumin, and was just waiting to be cooked!

He turned his head and glanced at Wang Baobao, who was tucked under his arm, boredly biting her nails.

Then he looked back at Long Aotian, who was still high and mighty, already counting down to "two."

A brilliant plan instantly surged into his mind!

He reached out and gently patted Wang Baobao's little head, which was tied in a skyward braid, and spoke to her in a voice full of temptation:

"Treasure-Treasure, are you hungry?"

Hearing this, Wang Baobao subconsciously nodded, then shook her head.

She pointed to her tattered dress pocket and said in a milky voice, "Still have some."

"Those are snacks."

Su Chen smiled, like a Big Bad Wolf grandmother preparing to kidnap Little Red Riding Hood.

"How about I find you some dessert?"

He extended a finger and pointed gently at the disdainful and contemptuous Long Aotian.

"See that glowing idiot with horns?"

Wang Baobao looked in the direction Su Chen was pointing and nodded.

The smile on Su Chen's face became increasingly "kind."

"That armor on him, and those horns, look very delicious."

"Conservative estimate, they're worth five hundred million."

"Go."

"Strip him for me."

"Everything on him belongs to you."

"Consider it a dessert I'm giving you in advance."

Su Chen's voice was soft, but Qian Duoduo heard it clearly. The fat on his face trembled, and his small eyes instantly burst with a light even brighter than Long Aotian's! Five hundred million?!

To Wang Baobao's ears, these words were like heavenly music!

Her dark eyes, which were still full of confusion, after hearing the number "five hundred million"...

...instantly turned into the shape of two shimmering Top-Grade Spirit Stones engraved with "¥" symbols!

Drool uncontrollably burst from the corners of her mouth.

"Alright! Boss is so generous!"

Wang Baobao let out a cheer full of excitement and longing!

Her petite body suddenly broke free from under Su Chen's arm!

"Whoosh—!"

Only a white afterimage and a piercing sonic boom were left in the air!

She transformed into a streak of light that the naked eye couldn't catch, charging madly toward Long Aotian, who had just finished counting "one" and was about to contemptuously pronounce Su Chen's death sentence!