158: Chapter 156 Do you have a key?

The twenty-three Eight-Turn powerhouses of the Alliance tightened their grips on their weapons at the same time.

Shen Yuntang unsheathed her longsword by half an inch, the blade reflecting the blue fire, piercingly cold.

Qin Lan also held a Space Blade in her palm; the moment the opponent crossed the line, she would strike immediately.

Lin Mo raised his hand and pressed it down slightly.

Only then did everyone put away their weapons and step back to both sides.

Heran stopped ten meters away from Lin Mo.

He raised his right hand, conjuring a glowing golden scroll out of thin air.

“Mr. Lin Mo.”

“Time is precious, so I will keep this brief.”

Heran wore a smile so standard that no fault could be found with it.

“Our company has conducted a comprehensive assessment of your world.”

“This Primordial World has not yet been fully assimilated by the rules of the Boundary Sea, so the soil is still relatively clean.”

“More importantly, a seed of god was born here.”

Saying this, Heran smiled slightly.

“Congratulations.”

“This has directly multiplied your property valuation by five hundred times.”

With a flick of his wrist,

the golden scroll drifted slowly toward Lin Mo.

“This is the acquisition agreement.”

“Sign it.”

“The ownership of the Primordial World, as well as that seed of god, will be officially transferred to our Ten Thousand Worlds Peace Co., Ltd.”

“As compensation, Mr. Lin will exceptionally become a Gold-level VIP member of our company.”

“You can escape this backward, desolate place and obtain the top cultivation resources and the safest sanctuary in the Boundary Sea.”

“We can even fast-track you directly to the peak of the Eight-Turn and grant you access to our company's exclusive member channel for the Ninth Class Advancement.”

He spoke very naturally, and his smile was very proper.

But there was a high-and-mighty contempt in his eyes.

The scene instantly fell silent.

Alliance Leader Jiang You's fingers tightened slightly around his staff.

The faces of all the Eight-Turn powerhouses of the Alliance present were heavy.

Lin Mo sat on the purple cloud divine wood chair, not even attempting to catch the scroll.

The golden scroll hovered in front of him, its light flickering.

He picked up his teacup and blew gently on the floating froth.

“Not selling.”

Heran smiled.

“Mr. Lin, the business logic of the Boundary Sea is very simple.”

“Only those who can sit at the table to negotiate are doing business.”

“Those who sit under the table are just commodities.”

He raised his hand and pointed at the weak boundary membrane in the distance.

“Your boundary wall is already very weak.”

“Even if we don't buy it, barbaric interstellar locusts like the Tali Tribe will eat you until not even your bones are left.”

“Selling your world to us is your most decent end.”

Just then,

the White Dragon King, who was hung up like a dead dog, suddenly bellowed out.

“Bullshit end!”

Basking in the eerie green light of the nirvana god fetus, the White Dragon King cursed furiously:

“You bunch of profiteers wouldn't wake up early if there was no profit! To think you even found such a remote place!”

“What Ten Thousand Worlds Peace Co., Ltd.!”

“You are just a bunch of cannibalistic vampires who eat people without spitting out the bones!”

“And you even lend money at usurious rates!”

“Shameless profiteers!”

“Back in the day when I... when I was roaming out there, did I see any less of the dirty deeds you hypocrites did?!”

The White Dragon King's sudden shout left everyone stunned.

Heran turned his head.

The cluster of blue flame on his forehead flickered slightly.

His eyes swept over the White Dragon King.

The next second, the smile at the corner of Heran's mouth deepened.

“Abnormal soul fluctuation detected.”

“Identity comparison successful.”

“Rank 342 on the Boundary Sea Wanted List, White Dragon King.”

“So it is Mr. Long's split soul.”

“What a coincidence.”

Heran raised his hand.

A pale blue holographic screen popped up in the void.

“Since we've met, there is one thing I must inform you of.”

His tone was as rigorous as a debt collection specialist.

“Three hundred years ago, your main body applied for a Black Diamond Overdraft Card from the Abyss Starry Sky Bank under our company, which is now severely overdue.”

“The principal, plus the compound interest over these three hundred years, late fees, risk management fees, and cross-boundary recovery handling fees...”

“...currently totals a debt of—”

“Thirteen point seven billion Boundary Sea Common Coins.”

Heran pushed his non-existent glasses with extreme seriousness.

“Our company's legal department has already blacklisted you as a dishonest debtor subject to enforcement.”

“Our people have already set out to hunt down your main body. I wonder where your main body is currently located?”

The White Dragon King's cursing came to an abrupt halt.

The right side of his face turned the color of pig liver.

The veins on his neck bulged one by one.

The left side of the face, controlled by Cecilia, couldn't hold it in.

“Pfft.”

She burst into laughter.

“Thirteen point seven billion?”

“White Dragon King, what are you pretending to be a big shot for?”

“It turns out you couldn't even afford to eat outside?”

The White Dragon King struggled frantically, the chains clattering.

“What do you know!”

“They set a trap and tricked me!”

“This bunch of despicable outsiders!”

Lin Mo was amused by what he heard.

He set down his teacup and looked at Heran.

“Alright.”

“For debt collection, take a left out the door.”

“I'm not interested.”

With that, Lin Mo waved his hand casually.

The golden acquisition agreement hovering in mid-air instantly shattered into a cloud of gold dust.

“Mr. Lin, why don't you reconsider?”

“Once certain decisions are made, there is no turning back.”

Heran, still wearing his professional smile, advised hypocritically.

Lin Mo looked up at Heran.

“Do you make keys?”

Heran was completely bewildered:

“Mr. Lin, what do you mean by that? I didn't come here to make keys.”

“Since you know you aren't worthy, why don't you get lost?”

Lin Mo's tone was indifferent, but not polite in the slightest.

The professional smile on Heran's face finally vanished.

His gaze cooled down bit by bit.

“Mr. Lin, I am very sorry.”

“Your ignorance has led this transaction to the worst possible outcome.”

Heran snapped his fingers.

“Recorder, sync with headquarters.”

“The Primordial World natives have rejected civilized negotiations.”

“The target group is brutal by nature, of low intelligence, and impossible to communicate with.”

“They fit the characteristics of low-level dangerous creatures of the Boundary Sea.”

“Deprive them of native human rights treatment.”

“Initiate secondary physical cleanup procedures.”

“Authorization level: Genocide.”

As the words fell,

the blue flame passage behind Heran suddenly expanded.

one hundred and three Blue Fire Tribe warriors clad in silver, streamlined battle armor stepped out of the passage in unison.

Every single one of them exuded the aura of the Eight-Turn.

On the forehead of every warrior burned a ghostly blue Law Flame.

Their bodies were somewhere between physical and energy, their edges constantly blurring and reorganizing.

The surrounding space was torn into ripples of water-like waves by high-speed vibrations.

Over a hundred Eight-Turn pressures merged into one.

The ground below made cracking sounds.

Alliance Leader Jiang You planted his staff on the ground; the white law ring had barely expanded half a zhang before it was bent by the pressure of the blue flames.

Shen Yuntang's sword blade unsheathed three inches, and her web of thumb and forefinger instantly went numb.

The Space Blade in Qin Lan's palm trembled, nearly shattered by that penetrating force.

Heran hovered in mid-air, looking down at Lin Mo.

“Mr. Lin.”

“Before taking this mission, we conducted a thorough investigation on you.”

“Our scouts captured footage of you smashing the vanguard army of the Tali Tribe in the Western Mountain Range.”

“A pillar wrapped in over three thousand kinds of laws is your Law Avatar.”

Heran's tone was extremely indifferent.

“Its power is indeed terrifying.”

“This is also the only capital you have to sit here and speak with us.”

Saying this, he shook his head.

“But, unfortunately,”

“our Blue Fire Tribe naturally controls energy leaps and extreme speed, which happens to perfectly counter you.”

Heran raised his hand, pointing straight at Lin Mo, his tone carrying undisguised contempt.

“No matter how great your strength is, if you can't hit, it is completely meaningless.”

“Please do not bring humiliation upon yourself, Mr. Lin.”

“Surrendering without a fight is your only choice.”

Hearing this, Lin Mo was completely dumbfounded.

“My Law Avatar is a divine pillar?”