249: Chapter 249 Spirit Gathering Array Jade Pendant

"However, there's one thing I didn't lie to you about, and that's that I really did rob the World Bank!"

"I know you're an Ancient Martial Artist, but don't bother struggling. You're so young; even if you are an Ancient Martial Artist, you're likely only at the Anjin Stage. I have over twenty Anjin Stage Ancient Martial Artists here, plus four at the Huajin Stage. What do you have to compare with that? So, just be a good boy and listen, and you won't have to worry about your life!"

Hearing this, Zhao Feiyu suddenly understood why this guy wasn't afraid at all when they were in the execution chamber.

It turned out he had been prepared all along.

With so many Ancient Martial Artists helping him, even a jailbreak wouldn't be a problem!

"What exactly do you want?" Zhao Feiyu asked afterward.

"Robbery!" the Death Row Inmate said without hesitation. "That's my line of work. Didn't I tell you that before?"

"So, you need to have a deep understanding of your situation and status. You're just a hostage in my hands. No matter how powerful you are in Yunduan City, as long as you fall into my hands, you have to admit defeat, understand? To thank you for getting me out, I'll give you a discount price: one hundred billion! No problem, right? Transfer it through the World Bank!"

"I've investigated you. Don't say you don't have that much money; you can definitely come up with one hundred billion!"

Seeing this, Zhao Feiyu finally understood.

This guy was just part of a robbery gang that roamed from place to place.

"Heh heh!"

Zhao Feiyu suddenly laughed. "Getting me to bring you out was just a spur-of-the-moment idea to avoid a conflict with the prison guards, and your plan was perfect—I really did bring you out. Secondly, robbing me must have been a spur-of-the-moment idea too. But you really have some nerve asking for one hundred billion. Aren't you afraid you won't be able to swallow it?"

"Don't worry, I have a very large appetite!"

The Death Row Inmate sneered and gave his account number directly to Zhao Feiyu. "Make the call. Once the money arrives, I'll let you go. I promise to keep my word!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Zhao Feiyu shook his head and chuckled. "I originally only intended to test the power of my new ability on you. I didn't expect you to bring me to your lair. There are so many people here, and most of them are Ancient Martial Artists. In that case, if all of your Spiritual Power is absorbed by me, I really can't imagine what level my Spiritual Power will reach."

Seeing Zhao Feiyu talking to himself, the Death Row Inmate's brow furrowed.

"Kid, stop dawdling. Are you going to make the call or not?"

"Boss, why waste words on him? Just cut off a pair of hands and send them to his family. I guarantee they'll transfer the money immediately!"

Just then, one of the Death Row Inmate's subordinates suggested.

It seemed they did this often.

"I've heard that his girlfriend is the chairwoman of Feiyu Design Group in Jiangbei City. She's definitely very rich too. Cut off one of his hands and send it to her; I guarantee she'll transfer the money!"

"Kid, did you hear that? I have patience, but my brothers can't wait anymore. I'll give you one minute to think it over!"

After saying that, the Death Row Inmate picked up a cigar and began to smoke.

"Don't wait a minute, why waste time?" Zhao Feiyu slowly stood up.

Hearing this, the Death Row Inmate's eyes lit up. "That's more like it. A wise man knows when to yield. Hurry up and make the call!"

"Let me ask you something. Was what you told me in prison about a treasure that Ancient Martial Artists would be interested in true?"

"Of course it's true!"

The Death Row Inmate said without hesitation, "How do you think I reached this position and got so many Ancient Martial Artists to work for me? It's because I have this thing. It continuously generates spiritual energy, allowing these Ancient Martial Artists to increase their strength!"

"Really?" Zhao Feiyu was immediately delighted.

If such a treasure truly existed in the world, then he wouldn't have to worry about the lack of spiritual energy when using the Heavenly Eye - Great Divination Method.

"Of course it's true. If you call and transfer the money now, I might consider letting you see the power of this treasure!"

"Let me see it first. After I see it, I'll call immediately and transfer an extra fifty billion to you!" Zhao Feiyu said generously.

"Really?" The Death Row Inmate was instantly overjoyed.

"Really. I guarantee I'll give you an extra fifty billion!" Zhao Feiyu said with certainty.

"You guy... did I ask for too little when I asked for one hundred billion?"

The Death Row Inmate asked with insatiable greed.

"Fine then, I'll let you see it!"

As he spoke, the Death Row Inmate flipped open his collar and unfastened a jade pendant from his neck.

Zhao Feiyu looked over, and information about the object immediately surfaced in his mind.

"[Spirit Gathering Jade: Inscribed with a low-level Spirit Gathering Array, it can constantly absorb and store surrounding spiritual qi.]"

Zhao Feiyu immediately noticed that there were indeed some lines carved on the jade pendant; it must be the so-called Spirit Gathering Array.

"Good stuff, truly good stuff!" Zhao Feiyu said, his eyes gleaming.

"Now you can transfer the money, right?"

"Sure, sure, I'll transfer it right now!"

As he spoke, Zhao Feiyu applied a bit of force with his hands, and the iron chains were slowly pulled apart before the Death Row Inmate's shocked eyes.

Clang!

As the iron chains fell to the ground, the Death Row Inmate finally snapped out of it and hurriedly retreated.

At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Kill him, quick!"

Being able to snap the iron chains so easily made the Death Row Inmate realize that Zhao Feiyu's strength far exceeded that of his Ancient Martial Artist subordinates.

In the next moment, a group of Ancient Martial Artists swarmed forward.

"Blazing Fire Leg!"

In an instant, true qi ignited.

Zhao Feiyu's right leg burst into raging flames as he swept it out toward the Ancient Martial Artists surrounding him.

Dozens of Ancient Martial Artists were swept away by Zhao Feiyu.

Immediately after, Zhao Feiyu performed the Swift Thunder Ghost Steps and was behind the Death Row Inmate in the blink of an eye.

He then reached out and tore the jade pendant from the Death Row Inmate's neck.

Just as Zhao Feiyu moved, the Death Row Inmate actually reacted quickly, ducking his head to dodge.

At the same time, he threw a palm strike toward Zhao Feiyu's face.

Zhao Feiyu was greatly surprised but did not dodge or avoid it.

"Heh heh, kid, are you scared witless? You didn't expect that I'm also an Ancient Martial Artist, did you?"

The Death Row Inmate grinned triumphantly. "If I didn't have some strength, how could I keep those guys under control? Otherwise, this jade pendant would have been stolen by them long ago!"

The Death Row Inmate had hidden his strength so well that even Zhao Feiyu hadn't noticed.

No wonder he was locked up in a regular prison.

Instead of being handed over to the people from the Martial Force Adjudication Office.

But in the next moment!

The expression on the Death Row Inmate's face froze. When his proudest palm strike hit Zhao Feiyu's face, it felt as if he had hit a steel plate.

It didn't cause any damage to Zhao Feiyu; instead, the shock numbed his own arm.