473: Chapter 473 I even broke off your dragon horns!

"Alright! Boss is so generous!"

Wang Baobao let out a jubilant shout.

Like a puppy smelling a meaty bone, she pounced forward with a "whoosh," hugging the pile of armor fragments that were larger than her entire body.

Then, she opened her tender little mouth and bit down hard right in the center of the [golden dragon undying armor]'s breastplate.

"Crack—!" Sparks flew everywhere!

The crisp sound of metal shattering was enough to make one's teeth ache to the depths of their Soul!

That emperor weapon breastplate was like a biscuit in her mouth; a corner was bitten off on the spot!

A tooth mark, so clear it was jarring, was blatantly imprinted on the emperor weapon.

And Wang Baobao herself?

Her eyes narrowed into two crescent slits, her cheeks puffed out, and she chewed with utter satisfaction.

"Crunch, crunch—" The sound was rhythmic, just like someone cracking melon seeds.

She was eating it with such relish.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone in the distance.

Silence. A deathly silence.

One Prodigy's eyes went blank, his lips trembling for a long while before he squeezed out a few fragmented words: "Em... Emperor weapon..."

"She's eating an emperor weapon... as a snack?"

"Crunchy? One bite at a time? What breed of Yao Beast is this?!"

Beside him, another Prodigy's legs gave way, and he sat directly on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.

"The Dao Heart I've cultivated for eight hundred years... is gone. Just like that."

"Every single thing that happened today is destroying my perception of reality."

Everyone felt as if their worldview had been tossed into a grinder, shredded, and then burned by emperor flames until not even ashes remained.

It was too surreal, truly too surreal.

Meanwhile, Long Aotian, who had lost all his equipment, was currently lying naked in the center of the deep pit.

His massive Dragon body was covered in purple bruises and dense wounds.

Golden Dragon blood flowed all over the ground, staining the bottom of the pit a jarring gold.

He looked utterly miserable.

But the physical wounds were far less painful than the blow to his heart.

He could feel the gazes coming from all directions—

Some were shocked.

Some were fearful.

Some were sympathetic.

But more than anything, there was a kind of... schadenfreude that couldn't be hidden.

He was all too familiar with that look.

In the past, he was always the one standing on high, looking at others with that same gaze.

"Su... Chen!"

Long Aotian squeezed out those two words through his teeth, his voice as raspy as if his throat had been rubbed with sandpaper.

Every word was wrapped in endless resentment and killing intent.

His golden Dragon eyes were fixed venomously on the Youth in White Robes in the distance, who was leisurely sipping tea on a Warm Jade Lounge Chair.

He wished he could hack him into a thousand pieces!

However.

Su Chen didn't even lift an eyelid.

It was as if, in his sight, that once-invincible ten-thousand-foot Golden Dragon was no different from a hairless stray dog on the side of the road.

His gaze was fixed elsewhere.

Atop Long Aotian's head.

Those two golden Dragon horns of extremely high purity, which still shimmered with brilliant golden light even under the dim sky.

Su Chen's eyes lit up slightly.

That light was filled with the shrewdness a businessman only shows when seeing a "limited-time discount."

[Ho—I almost forgot about this.]

[This is good stuff. Pure-blood Dragon Horns are High Grade primary materials for Artifact Refining, and also sky-high priced auxiliary ingredients for Alchemy.]

Su Chen quickly finished his calculations in his mind.

Then, he spoke indifferently to the group of golden armored dao soldiers who were still pinning Long Aotian down.

"Snap off those two horns of his for me as well."

His voice wasn't loud.

It was plain and simple, as if he were ordering someone to pick a couple of apples.

But when these words reached everyone's ears, the effect was no less than a bolt of Nine Heavens divine lightning striking them on the head!

"What?!" The entire field erupted in an uproar!

All the Prodigies sucked in a breath of cold air simultaneously, the sound like an exhaust fan turned to its highest setting!

Snap off the Dragon horns?! Is he insane?!

If stripping him of his equipment was like grinding Long Aotian's face into the dirt...

Then snapping off his Dragon horns—

Was like dancing on it after the grinding was done.

To the Dragon Clan, Dragon horns were more than just weapons.

They were Bloodline totems, the glory of the clan, and dignity etched into their very bones!

Breaking his Dragon horns was equivalent to peeling off the Golden Dragon Clan's face and using it to wipe one's shoes in front of the whole world.

It was more ruthless than killing him.

"Su Chen! You dare!"

The moment Long Aotian heard those words, a flash of crazed blood-light violently erupted from his already dim golden Dragon eyes!

It was as if his last nerve had been snapped.

His massive Dragon body writhed frantically under the suppression of the dao soldiers, letting out hysterical roars!

"If you dare touch my Dragon horns—my Golden Dragon Clan will never rest until you are dead!!!"

That voice was filled with desperate madness.

However, Su Chen just curled his lip in disdain and took another sip of his Spiritual Tea.

[Never rest until I'm dead?]

[Don't make me laugh.]

[As if you'd let me go if I didn't snap your Dragon horns. You just said I should "cripple both arms and kneel like a dog," didn't you? What, have you developed amnesia?]

[Since the grudge is already this deep, I don't mind digging the hole a bit deeper.]

Su Chen felt no waves in his heart; in fact, he almost wanted to laugh.

He set the teacup down on the armrest and waved his hand impatiently at the dao soldiers.

"What are you dazed for?"

"Do it."

Two words, light as a feather.

Yet more effective than any Imperial Edict.

"As you command!"

Two of the most burly golden armored dao soldiers stepped out from the ranks.

One on the left and one on the right, their massive metal hands firmly gripped those two golden Dragon horns that looked as if they were cast from pure gold atop Long Aotian's head.

Ten iron fingers dug deep into the base of the horns.

"No! Don't!!!"

Long Aotian let out the most shrill scream of his life.

There was not a shred of a Prodigy's dignity in that voice; it was only the final wail of a trapped beast driven to its limit.

He struggled with all his might!

Every muscle in his Dragon body was strained to the limit, and his Dragon claws carved several trenches dozens of feet long into the ground!

However, it was futile.

The strength of thousands of dao soldiers stacked together, pinning him down firmly.

The spiritual runes on the arms of the two burly dao soldiers surged, every metal tendon bulging like steel cables!

"Break—for me!!"

Accompanied by a roar that nearly tore their throats—

"Crack—!!!"

This sound was ten times louder than the crunch of Wang Baobao gnawing on the armor!

It didn't sound like bones breaking.

It sounded more like some kind of faith... shattering.

The two indestructible golden Dragon horns were forcibly snapped off from the base!

The fracture was rough and hideous.

Golden Dragon blood surged wildly from the fractures like a high-pressure fountain, spraying several yards into the air!

Every drop of Dragon blood that hit the ground corroded the soil into a small pit emitting golden smoke.

"Aaaaaaaargh—!!!"

Long Aotian let out a scream that didn't sound like it could come from any living creature!

That sound pierced through the entire Primordial Ancient Forest, startling all the Yao birds and beasts within a hundred-mile radius!

His massive Dragon body twitched violently from the extreme pain, curling into a ball.

Those golden Dragon eyes, once as brilliant as two miniature suns, seemed to have their wicks ripped out at this moment.

The light went out.

Leaving behind only a bottomless abyss of dead silence and hatred.

The entire world was quiet for three full breaths.

All the spectating Prodigies held their breath, their heartbeats even skipping a beat.

Looking at Long Aotian with his empty head and dripping Dragon blood, only one thought remained in their minds—

It's over.

The Golden Dragon Clan's reputation is completely gone today.

Meanwhile, the perpetrator, Su Chen, looked as calm as if he had just finished watching a mediocre circus act.

The two golden armored dao soldiers held high the two golden Dragon horns, still stained with warm Dragon blood and dripping gold from the fractures, as they strode before Su Chen.

"Boss, the spoils of war."

Su Chen nodded with satisfaction.

He reached out to take the pair of Dragon horns and weighed them in his hand.

They were heavy, with an excellent feel.

[Hmm, the quality is good, and the appearance is fine, though the fracture is a bit rough... I'll have Qian Duoduo find a skilled craftsman to polish them later; the selling price could increase by another twenty percent.]

He made a silent evaluation in his mind, then casually tossed the pair of Dragon horns to Qian Duoduo, who had already been jumping up and down with impatience on the side.

"Keep them safe."

"Once they're sold, I'll give you a one percent commission as a bonus."

The moment Qian Duoduo caught the pair of Dragon horns, his entire body trembled.

Not from fear.

But from excitement.

The kind of excitement that surged from his toes all the way to the top of his head!

He looked down at the heavy, steaming Pure-blood Dragon Horns in his hands, the light in his small eyes brighter than the golden shimmer on the horns!

"Thank you, Boss! Long live the Boss! May the Boss live for ten thousand generations!"

Qian Duoduo's voice cracked, and he almost knelt directly before Su Chen.

Qian Duoduo hugged the pair of Dragon horns tightly, the fat on his face trembling wildly from extreme joy as two lines of hot tears fell silently.

In his heart, he erected a ten-zhang-tall Longevity Tablet for his boss.

[Following the boss is definitely the right choice!]

[This isn't a fight at all!]

[This is clearly picking up money while on the clock! ]