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83: Chapter 83 God-Level Show-Off! Li Hu: My grandma is God!

Dozens of eyes stared fixedly at the cold-faced young man on the screen.

It was Jiang Feng.

The same Jiang Feng who was rated as a B-grade talent during the awakening ceremony and mocked by the entire class as being destined to be a manual laborer and booster for life!

The male classmate who had been shouting and mocking just moments ago now had a face as pale as paper.

His mouth was wide open, his throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

He clutched his hair with both hands, his school uniform long since soaked through with cold sweat.

At the mere thought that he had once insulted the master of the Heavenly Dao to his face as a loser, he felt a chill down his spine.

Shen Qingni felt as if her strength had been drained, and she collapsed completely into her seat.

The S-grade talent she had always been so proud of seemed so ridiculous and cheap at this moment.

Her so-called family background, her high-and-mighty charity, her "guaranteed admission spot to Jingwu University" that countless people envied—in front of Jiang Feng, it didn't even count as a speck of dust.

He didn't want the Heavenly Dao Divinity not because he couldn't get it, but simply because he looked down on it!

He could just keep a pet that ate the Will of the World as a snack!

Shen Qingni bit her lip so hard she didn't even notice when blood spilled out.

Extreme regret and despair shattered her pride like a heavy hammer.

She knew she had personally pushed away the only opportunity in her life to get to know a true god.

The live broadcast chat, after stagnating for a full three seconds, erupted like a tsunami!

"Holy crap! Keeping the Heavenly Dao as a pet?! Even novels wouldn't dare write this!"

"The trash that Divine Venerable Qingfeng looks down on is just fed to his pet. This god-tier spendthrift style is something I could never learn even if I kowtowed until I wore through the floor!"

"That Dragon Girl's stat boost is absolutely insane! The resources we spent billions of people's lives to fight for aren't even a fraction of what she gains just by sleeping!"

"It's truly unfair! But from today on, Divine Venerable Qingfeng's fist is the only rule!"

...

Across the ocean, in the highest legislative hall of Beacon Country.

The conference room was so quiet that even a pin dropping would be considered noisy.

Beside the large mahogany table, those giants who usually held the lifeblood of the West were now slumped in their leather chairs, looking exactly like wilted eggplants.

On the huge virtual projection screen, the delicate little girl on Jiang Feng's shoulder was frozen in place.

It was this pet called the Dragon Girl who had just burped, having swallowed the chaos black gold-grade Heavenly Dao Divinity of Blue Star and the Demon Realm as if it were a candy bean.

Wilson's hands trembled, and he didn't even notice when his cigar burned down to his fingertips.

Resist?

Sanction?

Eliminate China's genius?

The moment Jiang Feng crushed the Heavenly Dao's divine shadow with one hand, those thoughts had vanished into thin air.

"Everyone..." Wilson's voice was so dry it was cracking, "From today on, completely destroy all top-secret files targeting China. Immediately! Right now!"

A senior general beside him swallowed hard: "Commander, what about the hidden operatives we deployed in the Far East..."

"Withdraw them all!"

Wilson sprang up as if electrocuted, roaring hoarsely, "Are you in such a hurry to die? Open your dog eyes and look! Standing above China right now is Jiang Feng's pet!"

"Targeting China? That's picking a fight with the laws of the world! His pet gains a trillion stats just by sleeping every day, how are we supposed to fight that? Jiang Feng doesn't even need to make a move; if the Heavenly Dao just drops a bolt of lightning, the capital will be leveled!"

The entire room was deathly silent.

No one dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

"Send a diplomatic note to China immediately."

Wilson slumped back into his chair, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "Compensate China twenty times the resources confiscated from Goryeo and Fusang! Send a congratulatory message in my name, praising the might of Divine Venerable Qingfeng as he dominates the universe."

When you're a dog, you have to have the awareness of a dog. In the face of absolute dimensional reduction strikes, these Western egoists knelt faster than anyone else.

...

Dongjiang City, Tianshu Dragon Garden.

This super fortress that top Chinese elites couldn't break into even if they racked their brains was currently in an incredibly strange atmosphere.

Outside the No. 12 Manor in District Eight, a red cordon had been set up three streets away.

It wasn't the military that did it; it was the financial giants living in the Dragon Garden who did it spontaneously.

The usually arrogant big shots were now walking on tiptoe, and no one dared to speak above thirty decibels.

Nonsense, a living god was living in the residential area, and even the Heavenly Dao was his pet!

Who dared to breathe loudly?

They were terrified that their own dog barking would anger that lord, and their whole family would be erased by the system the next day.

At this moment, Li Hu was sauntering outside the high-end clubhouse of the Dragon Garden.

He bumped into the head of a top-tier chamber of commerce in Dongjiang City.

The chairman's eyes lit up, and he rushed over in two or three steps, bowing at ninety degrees, eager to offer a premium spirit cigarette with both hands.

"Oh my, Brother Hu! Out for a stroll? This is some Purple Heart Tea I just got, would you like to try it?"

Li Hu took the cigarette and glanced at him sideways.

He knew exactly what these people were planning.

"Alright, stop with the fake stuff. We're all neighbors, let's progress together."

Li Hu skillfully blew a smoke ring, slapped the chairman on the shoulder, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "If you ever get wronged outside, just use my name! My grandma is the Heavenly Dao!"

If this had been said yesterday, he would definitely have been treated as a lunatic.

But today, the big shots around him who were listening with pricked ears all felt their scalps tingle, their eyes full of jealousy.

A top-tier connection, indeed—the Heavenly Dao is my grandma!

In the courtyard of No. 12, Jiang Feng was lying on a rocking chair, resting his eyes.

The Dragon Girl had turned into a little girl and was squatting on the lawn.

Jiang Feng casually took out a dozen seven-colored treasures that were sold for sky-high prices in the outside world, and occasionally threw over a few pieces of chaos black gold equipment, tossing them like snacks.

"Crunch! Snap!"

The Dragon Girl was happily gnawing on a [Blade of Extinction], muttering as she chewed: "Master, being the Heavenly Dao is so boring. My nose itched just now and I sneezed, and I accidentally wiped out the tsunami in the Pacific Ocean. The people on Blue Star are still over there calling it a miracle."

Jiang Feng rubbed her dragon horns: "Just don't delete the map. Go do your work after you're done eating, and lock the drop rates for those foreign servers for me."

"Got it, Boss!" The Dragon Girl happily stuffed a magic robe into her mouth.

Jiang Feng turned his head.

On the other side of the courtyard, the four pillars of China—Xiao Zhenjiang, Li Yan, Zhang Changlin, and Jiang Shuyun—stood straight, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Seeing these four giants, Jiang Feng slowly stood up.

"Since you're here, I can't let you make this trip for nothing." Jiang Feng's tone was flat.

He raised his right hand, lightly rubbing his fingertips, and four strands of pale golden light danced out.

This was a trace of the secondary law origin he had casually stripped away when he crushed the Heavenly Dao.

Jiang Feng flicked his finger.

The four beams of golden light shot out like meteors, precisely entering the center of their brows.

"Boom!"

It was as if a nuclear bomb had exploded in their heads.

The system panel flickered wildly, and a line of dark golden top-secret text was branded onto their attribute bars:

[Heavenly Dao Exemption (Secondary Law)]: Within Blue Star and the Demon Realm, permanently exempt from all realm suppression and negative lock-ons; experience gain +800%; upon receiving a fatal injury, the Heavenly Dao will forcibly revive you once (cooldown: 12 days).

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