477: Chapter 477 Big Toad, this pond is on me today!

He turned his head and glanced at Qian Duoduo.

"Give them to me."

Qian Duoduo's body shuddered, and he subconsciously hugged the pair of Dragon horns tighter, a look of deep reluctance flashing in his small eyes.

"Bo... Boss... these are pure-blooded Golden Dragon horns... we agreed to sell them..."

"Give them."

Su Chen only said those two words.

Qian Duoduo's grip loosened.

With an expression as if he were at a funeral, he handed over the pair of Golden Dragon horns that still carried Long Aotian's body heat.

Su Chen took the Dragon horns and weighed them in his hand.

They felt heavy and substantial, with a faint trace of Dragon Clan Origin aura still lingering on the surface.

He set off.

Walking toward the Three-legged Golden Toad.

Qian Duoduo reached out to stop him.

Jian Buping also wanted to stop him.

Monk Jiese even directly chanted "amitabha."

But Su Chen had already stepped forward.

He didn't walk fast.

Step by step, his feet landed on the dark iron ground, creating crisp echoes.

Imperial Might surged from directly ahead like a physical hurricane.

Ordinary Great Sages couldn't even stand steady under such Imperial Might.

Su Chen walked very steadily.

It wasn't because he could withstand the Imperial Might.

It was because his attention wasn't on the Imperial Might at all; his mind was entirely focused on one thing.

[If I can use these Dragon horns to trade for a chance to "book the venue"...]

[Five hundred Prodigies driven away. The Immortal Passing Pool will be mine alone.]

[A private hot spring, an exclusive VIP experience.]

[No need to share bathwater with anyone.]

[Calculating it this way...]

[It's worth it.]

He stopped less than a hundred zhang away from the Golden Toad.

He looked up.

The Three-legged Golden Toad's massive frog head peeked down from the immortal mist, its two golden vertical pupils slowly focusing on him.

They were like two suns hanging in the sky.

Cold.

Indifferent.

As if looking at an insect walking into a trap.

Su Chen could feel the Imperial Might condensing on him, like an invisible mountain pressing down.

His back bent slightly.

Then he forced it straight.

Not because of backbone.

Purely because—talking while hunched over lacked style.

He raised the Dragon horns in his hand and waved them at the Golden Toad.

"Hey."

His voice wasn't loud, but it echoed exceptionally clearly across the silent Floating Island.

All the Prodigies were stunned.

"Big Toad."

The air in the entire area instantly froze.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes widened simultaneously.

What did he just call the Great Emperor Realm Starry Sky Behemoth?

Big Toad??

"He's crazy! This kid has gone completely insane!"

"Does he want to die?!"

"Everyone, run! The Golden Toad is going to be furious!"

Terrified whispers exploded through the crowd, yet not a single person actually ran.

Because their legs had already gone weak.

The Golden Toad's vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

The Imperial Might abruptly doubled!

The air was thick with a pungent, intense killing intent.

It opened its mouth.

Its mouth was a full thirty zhang wide.

The inner walls were a bottomless dark red.

Inside, half a Quasi-Emperor's leg bone was still stuck.

It was ready to swallow this ignorant ant in one gulp.

The moment it opened its mouth, Su Chen held the Golden Dragon horns high.

The trace of Dragon Clan Origin aura remaining on the horns was released without reservation at that moment.

Rich.

Pure.

The Golden Toad's movements stopped.

As if it had been struck head-on by something.

Its massive mouth, large enough to swallow an entire mountaintop, froze in mid-air.

Its two golden vertical pupils locked onto the pair of Dragon horns in Su Chen's hand, the pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of needlepoints.

Its nostrils began to contract violently.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Every contraction whipped up a gust of air strong enough to blow several people away, yet no one noticed those gusts.

Because everyone's attention was drawn to the Golden Toad's suddenly transformed expression.

Its Imperial Might was fluctuating wildly.

Not getting stronger.

But getting weaker.

It was as if a deep-seated desire, suppressed for countless tens of thousands of years, had been suddenly hooked out by that Dragon Clan aura, shattering its poise and dignity as a Great Emperor.

Pure-blooded Golden Dragon horns.

The Origin horns of the Golden Dragon Clan's Divine Son.

To the Three-legged Golden Toad, this wasn't just some ordinary treasure.

This was the key Heavenly Material for it to break through its current Realm Bottleneck and advance to a higher level!

It was the Advancement Divine Medicine that it had waited for while perched here for countless eons, through untold ages, yet had never obtained!

Seeing the Golden Toad's expression, Su Chen immediately felt confident.

[It worked.]

[It seems this toad is also a worldly fellow.]

[No, a worldly toad.]

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his voice became more composed.

"Don't be so quick to glare; I'm not here to look for trouble."

"I'm here to do business with you."

He slowly rotated the Dragon horns in the air, allowing the Golden Toad to clearly see the quality and condition of the two horns from every angle.

"See clearly? Pure-blooded Golden Dragon Clan Divine Son's horns. Fresh. Just snapped off not long ago, still steaming."

"You should know what this stuff means to you."

Su Chen's tone was as flat as if he were haggling in a vegetable market.

"The terms are simple."

"These Dragon horns are yours. Highly nourishing. All you can eat."

"I need you to do me a small favor..."

He raised his other hand and pointed casually toward the hundreds of Prodigies behind him.

"Drive away all these eyesores for me."

He paused for a moment.

Then he said something that everyone present would never forget for the rest of their lives.

"This pool today, this young master—"

"Has booked it."

As those three words landed.

The entire place erupted in an uproar.

The Prodigies were stunned for a second.

Then, as if they had heard the funniest joke of their lives, they burst into a fit of hysterical laughter.

"Hahaha! Booking the place?!"

"Has this kid's brain been crushed stupid by the Imperial Might?"

"What does he think a Great Emperor Realm Golden Toad is? His family's watchdog? Something he can command by giving it a bone?"

"Booking the place! Why don't you just book the entire Immortal Realm while you're at it!"

"It's over, it's over. The Golden Toad must be exploding with rage. Everyone, get ready to run—"

Laughter, terror, and curses blended together.

However.

No one noticed.

That the Three-legged Golden Toad's expression had completely changed.

Its massive frog mouth slowly closed.

That terrifying Imperial Might, which was originally enough to crush everything, dissipated rapidly like a receding tide.

Its golden vertical pupils expanded again from their needlepoint size, staring fixedly at the pair of Dragon horns in Su Chen's hand.

Deep within its pupils, an emotion surged that absolutely did not belong to a Great Emperor Realm behemoth.

Greed.

Stark, undisguised greed that had been suppressed for countless eons.

The Golden Toad's high-and-mighty Great Emperor dignity.

At the moment Su Chen held up the Dragon horns.

Vanished without a trace.