147: Chapter 147 Price Negotiable

The frigid sword qi instantly froze the air within a hundred meters.

On the cliff face, a thick layer of ice spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The longsword in Li Hanyi's hand hummed as he transformed into a shrill white rainbow, thrusting straight at the center of Lin Fan's eyebrows.

This strike had no frills.

It held only pure killing intent.

It was a full-force blow from a Half-step Grandmaster, enough to tear through steel.

"Die!"

Li Hanyi's roar echoed through the wind and snow.

Lin Fan stood his ground, not retreating.

Golden flames erupted from beneath his feet.

S-Rank Talent, [Divine Ember Flame].

The bone-chilling cold hissed as it vaporized the instant it touched the golden flames.

The falling snow was evaporated into nothingness by the high temperature before it could even land.

Lin Fan raised his hand.

He wasn't throwing a punch, nor was he drawing a blade.

Instead, he grabbed fiercely into the void.

A massive calculator, flashing with neon lights, appeared out of thin air.

"Beep."

Lin Fan's fingers danced rapidly across the keys.

The crisp electronic sound seemed exceptionally eerie on the tense battlefield.

"Destruction of public property, repair fee: 500 points."

"Intimidating a client, emotional distress fee: 2000 points."

"Delaying Myriad Treasures Pavilion business operations, lost wages fee: 2500 points."

"Total..."

Lin Fan looked up sharply, his golden pupils reflecting Li Hanyi's twisted face.

"Five thousand points."

"Card or cash?"

At this moment, Li Hanyi's sanity completely snapped.

Humiliation.

This was a humiliation worse than death.

On this fateful Shura battlefield, under the live broadcast lens watched by tens of thousands of people.

This bastard was actually settling accounts!

"I will tear you into pieces!"

The spiritual power within Li Hanyi burned crazily, even overdrawing his origin.

The originally white sword qi instantly turned into a ghastly blood red.

Forbidden Technique: Frost Heaven Funeral!

Countless ice crystals turned into sharp blades, forming a storm that shredded everything.

Every ice blade contained the full power of a Half-step Grandmaster.

Even a true Grandmaster would have to avoid the edge of this attack.

But Lin Fan laughed.

He laughed brilliantly.

"Looks like you want to dodge the bill."

"Then I'll have to enforce it."

Hum!

Lin Fan's skin instantly turned dark gold.

S-Rank Talent, [Indestructible Golden Body], fully activated.

He didn't dodge or evade, instead stepping directly into the storm of ice blades.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

The dense sounds of impact were like a rainstorm hitting banana leaves.

The ice blades, capable of cutting metal and jade, struck Lin Fan's body, only sparking brilliant flashes.

They didn't even leave a white mark.

Absolute defense.

This was the domineering nature of an S-Rank physical talent.

The madness in Li Hanyi's eyes instantly solidified.

This is impossible.

This is definitely not a defensive capability a Martial Master could possess.

Unless...

"You are a Grandmaster?!"

The thought of terror had just arisen.

A large hand had already pierced through the storm and grabbed his collar.

Lin Fan's menacingly kind face loomed large before his eyes.

"You guessed right."

"I'll reward you with a taste of my unique specialty technique."

Lin Fan's arm muscles bulged, golden spiritual power surging through his meridians.

There were no fancy techniques.

Just the most primitive, most savage power.

"This move is called..."

"Price Negotiable!"

Boom!

Lin Fan swung Li Hanyi around as if he were a ragdoll.

He smashed him ruthlessly against the rocky ground beneath his feet.

The earth shook violently.

The hard granite ground shattered instantly, creating a crater ten meters in diameter.

Dust filled the air.

Li Hanyi's protective spiritual qi shattered instantly; he spat out a mouthful of blood, embedding himself in the pile of rubble, with God knows how many bones broken.

His mind went blank.

All his pride and dignity were wiped out by this single blow.

The swordsmanship he was so proud of was as fragile as a joke in front of this Shrewd Merchant.

Before he could recover from the excruciating pain.

A golden card "slapped" onto his forehead.

[Item: Lifetime VIP Mandatory Binding Card (Overlord Clause Version)]

[Effect: Forcefully locks the target's point account until it reaches zero. Comes with a powerful binding effect.]

Clatter!

Golden energy chains extended from the card, binding Li Hanyi tightly.

"Beep! Transfer successful."

"Oh, how embarrassing."

Lin Fan looked at the tens of thousands of points that instantly appeared in his account, his mouth twisting into a grin.

That was all the wealth Li Hanyi had painstakingly saved.

Now it all belonged to Lin.

The top spot on the leaderboard instantly changed hands.

Lin Fan squatted down and patted Li Hanyi's face, which was swollen like a pig's head.

"Never default on a merchant's bill."

"Now, do you need the 'Defeat Humiliation Cleanup' service?"

"Considering you are a big client."

"I'll give you a 20% discount."

The whole scene was dead silent.

Whether it was the surviving students in the canyon or Lei Zhan and the others in the command center.

They all fell into a long silence at this moment.

They had anticipated that Lin Fan would win.

After all, this kid had endless tricks.

But no one expected it to be in this manner.

Simple, brutal, and filled with the stench of money.

Yet so strong it was despair-inducing.

Li Hanyi lay at the bottom of the pit, staring blankly at the gray sky.

It's over.

Everything is over.

Just then.

Rumble!

A dull, loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the canyon in the distance.

The earth shook violently, ten times more intensely than Lin Fan's attack just now.

Everyone subconsciously turned to look.

They saw that the location where the "Ten Thousand Beast Soul-Guiding Banner" had been placed, the spot where the Lord-level exotic beast crystal core exploded.

The space did not heal after the explosion subsided.

Instead, a pitch-black fissure tore open.

A nauseating black mist, filled with the aura of decay and corruption, spewed out from the fissure.

That was not a data stream simulated by the virtual space.

That was a real, terrifying aura from another dimension.

"Roar..."

A low growl came from the depths of the fissure.

Just the sound alone made every student present feel like their heads were splitting, as if their souls were trembling.

A sharp claw, covered in black scales and dripping with magma-like liquid, slowly gripped the edge of the fissure.

It tore with force.

Rip!

The spatial fissure was forcibly torn open into a large gap.

A massive, twisted figure was trying to crawl out from inside.

[Warning! Warning!]

[System detected an unknown high-energy reaction intrusion!]

[Defense barrier damaged! Severely damaged!]

[Emergency fuse mechanism activated!]

A shrill alarm sounded throughout the Shura battlefield.

The blood-red color in the sky began to collapse, turning into countless scattered data streams.

"That is... an Abyssal creature?!"

Inside the command center, Lei Zhan stood up abruptly, his face turning pale instantly.

The virtual network actually connected to the real Abyssal plane?

How is this possible!

"Quick! Cut the connection!"

"Forcefully eject all students!"

"Level 1 combat readiness!"

Before that monster could fully crawl out.

Lin Fan only felt everything go black before his eyes.

That familiar feeling of weightlessness struck again.

The next second.

The cabin door opened.

Noisy clamor and hurried footsteps flooded into his ears.

"Medical team! Quickly!"

"Seal off the scene!"

"All students evacuate to the safe zone immediately!"

Lin Fan sat up from the simulation pod, shaking his slightly dizzy head.

The surroundings were in chaos.

The military police were maintaining order, leading the shaken students away from the drill ground.

"Brother Fan! Are you okay!"

Qin Feng crawled out from the adjacent pod and rushed over with a terrified expression.

"What was that thing just now?"

"It was too scary, I felt like I would go crazy just by looking at it!"

Lin Fan didn't answer.

His gaze passed through the crowd and looked at the podium in the center of the drill ground.

There, Lei Zhan was talking to several military bigwigs with a serious face.

Seeming to notice Lin Fan's gaze.

Lei Zhan turned his head and gave him a deep look.

Then he walked over with large strides.

He held a dark red token in his hand.

The surface of the token was carved with a ferocious blood dragon, emitting a warm aura.

"The graduation grand competition ended early due to force majeure."

"Based on the point ranking."

"You are first."

Lei Zhan's voice was a bit hoarse, his eyes complex.

He handed the token to Lin Fan.

"This is the Dragon Blood Pool token you wanted."

"Keep it safe."

"And..."

Lei Zhan paused and lowered his voice.

"Forget what you saw just now."

"That is not something you can come into contact with right now."

After speaking, Lei Zhan patted Lin Fan on the shoulder and turned to leave in a hurry.

Lin Fan held the warm token.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

First place.

Reward obtained.

But he didn't rush to put it away.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes, golden light swirling deep within his pupils.

[Eye of True Sight], activated.

The originally simple token, under the gaze of the S-Rank ocular technique, gradually revealed a layer of faint blood-colored mist.

Those mists twisted and rearranged in the air.

Finally, it turned into a line of small blood-colored words that only he could see.

[Warning: This object is a lure.]

[Internal solidified spatial coordinates: Abyssal Fissure Node 771 (Shura Battlefield).]

[The one who soaks will be marked as a 'sacrifice' by the Abyssal Dragon God.]

[Countdown: 72 hours.]

The smile on Lin Fan's face instantly froze.

A chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to his scalp.

The Dragon Blood Pool... is an altar?

The so-called baptism is a sacrifice?

The military has been infiltrated?

Or is it...

This is the true secret of the Dragon Blood Pool?

Lin Fan calmly tucked the token into his pocket.

His fingers gently rubbed the cold metal surface.

Since it is a blind box system.

Then there is no surprise that cannot be opened.

Even if it's the Abyssal Dragon God.

As long as it dares to show its health bar.

Then I'll just have to invite it into the box for a sit-down.

"Brother Fan, let's go! What are you standing there for?"

Qin Feng waved from afar.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and returned to his usual slacker, Shrewd Merchant appearance.

"Coming."

"That monster's claw from just now looked pretty good."

"If I could chop it off and turn it into a blind box."

"It would definitely sell well."