"Oh my gosh!" Atop the Nine-headed King Tower, Meng Jiuxuan exclaimed, her eyes fixated on Tang Rao.

Jun Qiao had told her that Tang Rao was exceptionally talented.

But she hadn't anticipated he would be this powerful. Ninety-seven mid to late-stage cultivators would typically lead to a fierce battle even for an early stage merged cultivator, and the outcome would be uncertain.

But Tang Rao? It was as if nobody else was around.

There was only one explanation: this wasn't a fair fight at all.

Tang Rao's extreme combat power was at least of the middle merged stage!

Twenty years old, middle merged stage...

Meng Jiuxuan couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of monster she was beholding.

The same scenario unfolded atop the other eight Nine-headed King Towers, each person profoundly shaken by Tang Rao.

Too brutal, too domineering, simply unbelievable.

"Ada... Ada... Adada..." A minute later, Tang Rao launched five or six punches in succession, sending the last few cultivators flying.

"Bring me a hundred more!" Tang Rao shouted.

Everyone: "..."

"Well done, Tang Rao," Bo Ya stepped forward a few paces on the combat platform, smiling at Tang Rao.

"Oh... that's it? How boring." Tang Rao looked around; only he, Bo Ya, and the middle-aged official were left on the platform.

"Here comes your reward." Bo Ya suddenly smiled, leaning forward slightly and tip-toeing, her lips pressing a kiss on Tang Rao's cheek.

Oh?!

Tang Rao's eyes widened.

"Amazing..." Bo Ya murmured softly...

Tang Rao almost spat out water, feeling like he was about to take off.

On top of each Nine-headed King Tower, the expressions of the top leaders varied.

Some were silent, some angry, and others thrilled, waving their fists in excitement.

"More rewards later," Bo Ya quickly moved away from Tang Rao, throwing him a glance and then lightly leaping off the platform.

She never intended to fight Tang Rao; she couldn't win against him anyway.

This monster was too fierce...

After Bo Ya left, Tang Rao had no idea what to do next...

Below the platform, shouts surged like a tidal wave, while the official on the platform stood dumbfounded, not uttering a word.

"Uh... Uncle, say something, will you?" Tang Rao looked at the official.

"Ah! Ah? Oh... sorry, I was lost in thought." The middle-aged official snapped back to reality.

"Am I the War King now?" Tang Rao asked.

"Yes... yes, you are now the War King. Oh right, there's also a reward, wait a moment." The middle-aged official said to Tang Rao, then jumped off the platform.

Not thirty seconds later, he was back on the platform, holding a Space Token in his hand.

"This is your prize." The middle-aged official handed the Space Token to Tang Rao, "Originally, this was the reward for the top hundred, but since you've seized the War King title, all rewards go to you."

"F*ck, that's awesome?" Tang Rao's eyes lit up, "Can I become the War King again next time?"

The middle-aged official: "..."

"Uh, once someone becomes the War King, they cannot participate in future battles of the Nine-headed." The middle-aged official promptly said.

Actually, there was no such rule.

But he had to say it, just in case Tang Rao kept participating every time? He was only twenty, he could participate in five more times every two years. He couldn't even begin to contemplate how dark the world would become.

Atop the Nine-headed King Tower, many breathed a sigh of relief, commending the official for his quick thinking.

"That's a shame," Tang Rao shrugged and said, then waved at the official and jumped off the platform.

The War King title secured, now it was time to show off.

Yes, Meng Guanglin, that loser, still owed him a hundred claps and a hundred declarations: Tang Rao, daddy, you are great...

Tang Rao felt that this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later, in case Meng Guanglin ran away?

"Tang Rao! Tang Rao!"

"Idol! Give me an autograph!"

"Master, I'm your long-lost disciple!"

However, as soon as Tang Rao came down, he was surrounded by countless people.

Tang Rao: "..."

"Everyone, calm down, let me out first, I still have things to do," Tang Rao shouted.

But clearly, his request was utterly useless, as it seemed everyone was pouncing on him.

It's one thing for the girls to sneakily cop a feel, but what's with you grown men reaching for my butt?

"Come on, it's time for some benefits!" Tang Rao pulled out a handful of Blood Spirit Pills from his Space Token and tossed them up.

The most attractive thing is always the benefit.

Instantly, the crowd went wild, agitated.

Tang Rao finally took this opportunity to squeeze out.

...

At the Nine-headed King Tower where the Meng Family was located, Tang Rao, arms crossed, chuckled sinisterly as he looked at Meng Guanglin in front of him.

"It seems I've got the War King," Tang Rao said to Meng Guanglin.

Meng Guanglin was sweating profusely, swallowing his saliva, not daring to say another word.

He was fearful of Meng Qinhou and scared of Tang Rao.

Tang Rao's way of seizing the War King, he had seen it all, it was... utterly despairing.

Too strong, so strong that one wouldn't know what to say.

"I remember someone made a bet with me," Tang Rao continued.

Meng Guanglin's face turned ugly, could he really have to kneel down and call Tang Rao 'Dad, you're great'?

If he really did, he would never be able to lift his head again in his life.

"Tang Rao, how about giving me some face, and we call it off here? Guanglin knows his mistake, I'll discipline him properly," Meng Qinhou said to Tang Rao.

Tang Rao raised an eyebrow.

He didn't want to cause trouble or offend anyone, but what are you even saying?

He knows his mistake? You'll discipline him properly?

If I don't make Meng Guanglin kneel today, he won't know what life is!

"Sorry, I don't know you. So, your face doesn't work with me. Don't force me to act; I'm scared of myself when I go crazy," Tang Rao said to Meng Qinhou.

Meng Qinhou clenched his teeth, his face somewhat ugly.

Meng Guanglin kneeling and kowtowing to Tang Rao was barely acceptable, but calling Tang Rao 'Dad, you're great', he really couldn't accept it.

I am Meng Guanglin's real dad, Tang Rao, can you consider my feelings?

"Tang Rao, how about just letting Meng Guanglin kowtow to you a hundred times?" Meng Jiuxuan said, after all, that phrase was really a bit too much.

"No way, I am a person of principles, what's said is said, and it should be exactly as said!" Tang Rao said with a face of righteousness and pride.

"Qin Hou, how about you compensate Tang Rao with a hundred thousand Blood Spirit Pills?" Meng Jiuxuan looked at Meng Qinhou.

"A hundred thousand Blood Spirit Pills, let this matter rest," Meng Qinhou clenched his teeth, a hundred thousand Blood Spirit Pills was not a small number.

"Tang Rao, what do you think?" Meng Jiuxuan looked at Tang Rao.

"Ha ha ha, good, good, I am a generous person, I agree," Tang Rao's face of righteousness and determination had already gone to the dogs, his eyes gleaming at the sight of money.

Seeing Tang Rao's demeanor, many people rolled their eyes.

This kid, truly shameless...

As for Tang Rao, he was thinking: Tricking Meng Guanglin can be done anytime, since there are Blood Spirit Pills to be taken, why not take them.

Wait until there are no more Blood Spirit Pills, then trick Meng Guanglin again, who knows, there might be more Blood Spirit Pills.

Tang Rao couldn't help but praise his own cleverness.

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