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129: Chapter 129 Reappears, the Chosen One!!!

The hospital room was frighteningly quiet.

Everyone's gaze focused on Chu Xiao. This handsome and sunny-looking young man was actually the culprit who had planted the Gu.

"Heart transplant?"

Chu Xiao shook his head indifferently and smiled with disdain. "I'm sorry, even with a heart transplant, someone like you is beyond saving. The Heart-Eating Gu Worm has already laid countless eggs in your bloodstream. These eggs will absorb nutrients from your blood, hatch, and then swim toward your heart until they have eaten it completely. This process will last about three days, and you will experience a fate worse than death."

Xu Maoliang roared in a panic, "Impossible, that's impossible. I won't die. I still have so much money; I haven't enjoyed enough of the world's riches and glory!"

Chu Xiao said calmly, "Death will be a relief for you. Enjoy your remaining two days! When the time comes, I will arrive punctually to collect your Soul. I will ensure that for all eternity, you will never be able to transcend Reincarnation."

Xu Maoliang's pupils contracted. He swallowed hard and pleaded, "Chu Xiao, we can talk this over. I know you must have an antidote, right? Back then, I failed your maternal aunt. I deceived her feelings. I admit my mistake; I'll kowtow to her and beg for her forgiveness. As long as you're willing to let me go this once, I can give you money—lots and lots of money. I can even hand over several major projects I have to your father!"

"Money?" Chu Xiao laughed. Money held no meaning for him.

Xu Maoliang nervously held up one finger. "I'll give you one hundred million! Consider it compensation for your aunt! That's a great deal, isn't it?"

One hundred million?

Damn, who are you looking down on?

Treating me like a beggar?

Chu Xiao felt offended and couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head and said, "Keep that money for your own burial!"

Xu Maoliang immediately shouted again, "One billion! Is one billion okay?"

Chu Xiao rolled his eyes. His Chu family was a famous national conglomerate; their cash flow alone was in the tens of billions. How could he have the nerve to offer a mere billion?

Seeing that he was unmoved, Xu Maoliang gnashed his teeth and said, "I'll give you ten billion! Ten billion should be enough! Your aunt isn't made of gold. Besides, we were in a consensual relationship; I didn't force her!"

Upon hearing those words.

Chu Xiao subconsciously narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "It seems you really want to live. Fine then, I'll give you a chance."

Xu Maoliang was overjoyed. "You agree? Good, good, good! I'll have someone arrange it right now. Ten billion will be transferred to your account punctually in seven days."

"Don't be in a hurry, let me finish." Chu Xiao shook his head with a smile, pulled a contract from his robes, and tossed it in front of Xu Maoliang. "Sign this contract, and I might consider sparing your life."

It was an Asset Transfer Agreement. Once Xu Maoliang signed it, it would mean he was transferring all of his assets to Chu Xiao's maternal aunt, Jiang Yulan, for free.

"What? You actually want all of my assets! Have you gone mad! Do you know how much money I have?"

Xu Maoliang roared with bloodshot eyes, grabbing the contract as if to tear it apart.

Chu Xiao sneered and reminded him, "This is your only chance to live. Of course, you can also tear up that agreement right now."

His voice was indifferent, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

It was as if he were delivering an ultimatum to a dead man.

"Fine! I'll sign! As long as you guarantee you'll spare me, I can sign right now!"

Xu Maoliang whispered through gritted teeth.

Chu Xiao shook his head. "I'm only giving you a chance; I didn't say I would definitely spare you. You can take a gamble and see if I'm in a good mood."

"What..." Xu Maoliang's eyes widened, his eyeballs bloodshot with a murderous rage.

Chu Xiao laughed. "If you don't sign, you will certainly die! Sign it, and you might still have a glimmer of hope."

The hospital room fell silent once again.

Everyone held their breath, terrified by the cold aura emanating from Chu Xiao.

This young man... was he a devil?

Isn't this pushing things too far?

In the corner, the Lead Surgeon felt very satisfied. He felt that someone like Xu Maoliang, who would even harm his own three-year-old son, didn't count as a human being at all and was better off dead.

A moment later.

Xu Maoliang finally made his choice. He gritted his teeth, took a solid gold fountain pen from his breast pocket, and said with a gloomy gaze, "I'll sign. I'll sign right now."

Chu Xiao nodded. "Very good, you've made the right choice."

Just then, two young men walked in.

The leading youth was clad in a black robe. He emitted the aura of a Cultivator, his gaze cold, his face resolute, and his temperament quite extraordinary.

Seeing him, Xu Maoliang's eyes instantly lit up. He laughed loudly, "Hahaha... Sign my ass!! Xiao Yan, quick, kill this man! I'll give you one billion right now!"

[Ding!]

[Child of Fortune detected!]

[Name: Xiao Yan]

[Age: 29]

[Gender: Male]

[Identity: Loose Cultivator]

[Cultivation: Ninth Level of Qi Refining]

[Specialties: Poison Making, Hidden Weapons, Eight-Armed Vajra Fist, Mountain-Splitting Palm...]

[Kill Reward: 10,000 pleasure points!]

The System's voice flashed.

The next instant.

The black-robed man named Xiao Yan struck like lightning. His iron fists shook, appearing to turn into eight arms as he attacked Chu Xiao's various joints and vital points.

He was very fast.

His strength was also quite formidable.

Especially his confidence; he looked full of self-assurance.

"Sigh..." Chu Xiao rolled his eyes. An invisible, terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from his body, instantly freezing the surrounding Void Realm.

Everyone seemed to turn into statues, unable to move an inch, their hearts filled with appalling terror.

Chu Xiao slowly turned around and looked at this Child of Fortune named Xiao Yan, thinking to himself, "System, is there some mistake? Is killing a Child of Fortune so cheap now?"

[Ding!]

[Children of Fortune also have Ranks. The higher the cultivation and strength of the Child of Fortune, the more pleasure points you receive for the kill!]

[This Xiao Yan in front of you only started Cultivating three days ago. He is only at the Ninth Level of Qi Refining. For you, a single fart could blow away a whole crowd of them. How many pleasure points do you expect this System to give you?]

[This System suggests you fatten him up before killing him!]

The System's voice flashed.

Chu Xiao rubbed his chin and thought to himself, "Fatten him up? For example, I give him a Medicinal Pill, he takes it and becomes stronger, and then I kill him! Would that get me more pleasure points?"

[Ding!]

[This line of thinking... is possible... but aren't you trying to exploit a bug in my System?]

The System replied in a human-like manner.

"Uh... aren't you the strongest cool-novel system? If you don't let me exploit bugs, how can it be 'cool'?"

Chu Xiao grinned wickedly.

[Ding!]

[The host may not directly help a Child of Fortune increase their strength. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a friendly relationship!]

The System's voice flashed.

Chu Xiao: "...!!!"

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