Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

Yellow-clothed Youth narrowed his eyes and looked at the red flame on Ding Hao's finger. His facial expression changed slightly. This was a Destiny Genuine Fire that symbolized one's talent in alchemy. Anyone who possessed such a Destiny Genuine Fire would at least reach the sixth grade as long as they cultivated steadily.    

    

As a proud son of the Sanyang Sect, his talent in alchemy and cultivation were ranked in the top among the disciples in the sect. The reason why he was accepted into the depths of the Greenwood Sect to create chaos was also because he wanted to take the examination and become a disciple of the internal sect.    

    

"First Cycle of Celestial Yin Stage Cultivation, you have a red Destiny Genuine Fire. As expected, you are here to complete the test and become a disciple of the internal sect. I admit that you have a certain level of strength that can threaten me, but it is still far from enough. Remember my name, Ye Feiyu. " A trace of seriousness flashed across Yellow-clothed Youth's eyes as he said faintly.    

    

"Ding Hao of Greenwood Sect has also let you die in peace." Ding Hao said slowly with a playful smile on his face.    

    

"Arrogant!" Ye Feiyu sneered and shouted.    

    

The third-in-command in the room froze on the spot when they saw this scene. The flames displayed by the two of them dumbfounded them. Both of them were clearly immortals, which was something that ordinary people like them could only dream of.    

    

"You guys, leave this place." Ye Feiyu said in a low voice.    

    

Hearing Ye Feiyu's words, the third-in-command quickly nodded and quickly moved towards the window. They prepared to leave this room. After all, the battle here was not something they could touch. If they were not careful, they would be suppressed by the aftershocks.    

    

"You want to run? No one can leave today." Ding Hao said with a cold expression.    

    

Ye Feiyu frowned and the orange flame on his index finger rose into the air. The flame released a hot temperature and turned into a ball of fire that flew in front of Ding Hao. It tried to block Ding Hao's line of sight and stop him from interfering with the departure of the third-ranked person.    

    

Ding Hao remained silent and similarly condensed the Destiny Genuine Fire into a ball of fire. Facing the orange fireball, he kicked off the ground and rushed into the air. The Sacred Flame Sword in the Storage Ring appeared under his feet and turned into a ray of light that flew towards the third-generation disciple.    

    

The third-generation successor felt a strong sense of danger behind him. He felt a lump in his heart and quickened his pace, wanting to leave this room as soon as possible. If he left too late, he might really have to die here today.    

    

Ye Feiyu's expression changed slightly. The third-generation successor was still useful to him. If he died today, all the things he had done during this period of time would be for naught. Thus, his body moved. He also summoned the Flying Sword and formed a seal with both hands. Spiritual energy from the heaven and earth surged towards this direction. The Flying Sword absorbed the spirit energy and emitted a dazzling light. The tip of the sword flashed with a bright light. With a swoosh, it flew away from Ye Feiyu's palm and flew towards Ding Hao.    

    

Ding Hao frowned. He moved his body and jumped off the Sacred Flame Sword sword. He split out a wisp of his mind power and controlled the Sacred Flame Sword to turn around and face the Flying Sword. The Fire Gathering Talisman on the Sacred Flame Sword sword's body emitted a bright light. The sword was covered in a thick flame.    

    

The third-class people of this era had already run to the window, and the third-class man had already taken half a step out of the window. Just as his heart settled down, a cold wind suddenly blew behind him. His heart suddenly trembled and he faintly felt uneasy.    

    

"Where do you want to run to? Don't you know that those who have done evil deeds shouldn't go out at night?" An indifferent voice appeared by Dai San's ear.    

    

Dai San's body suddenly became stiff as he maintained his current position without moving. His entire body was covered in cold sweat as he turned his head to look at the young man behind him. His gaze swept across the few people following behind him. They had already fallen to the ground, bleeding and dying. He was the only one left alive in this world.    

    

"Guu ~ Third's throat choked with saliva, and his expression changed greatly. A look of fear appeared in his eyes as he said, "Great... Great Immortal, please don't kill me. I'm willing to listen to you in the future. I won't kill anyone anymore. "    

    

Ding Hao's expression was cold and his eyes were cold. He said coldly, "It's too late now. If I kill you, I'll say I won't kill you next time. Are you willing to do so?"    

    

"I... Great Immortal Ye, save me!" Third Generation was so scared that his clothes were wet. He could only place his hopes on Ye Feiyu and shouted.    

    

"Damn it! How did he do it? Just a strand of mental strength was actually able to make that Flying Sword and the Flying Sword that I controlled with all my might not be able to withstand it." Ye Feiyu's expression was somewhat embarrassed. Although he also wanted to save the next generation's third son, but currently, he was unable to break through the Flying Sword's obstruction and cursed in a low voice.    

    

"You were originally a disaster victim, but you led the rest of the people to fight over the disaster relief resources. In the end, you were unwilling to rebuild your home and instead gathered others to create a rebellion, causing many people to be homeless. You are despicable, shameless, and hateful! A person like you shouldn't have lived in this world. A person without a conscience is not worthy of being a person. " Ding Hao's eyes focused, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. He said in a flat tone.    

    

Ding Hao raised his right hand gently, and a Wind Blade appeared beside his hand. The Wind Blade condensed into the neck of Dynasty Three and flew towards him.    

    

Dynasty Three's pupils suddenly shrank, and a bloody wound appeared on his neck. His body fell limply to the ground.    

    

The higher ups of the thirteen cities had all been killed by Ding Hao tonight, and only Yellow-clothed Youth was left behind.    

    

Ding Hao turned around and looked at Ye Feiyu, who was standing opposite of him. Without any expression on his face, he said in a flat tone, "It's your turn now."    

    

Ye Feiyu's expression changed slightly, his eyes were filled with surprise. He said coldly, "How did you manage to divide your attention to fight me?"    

    

A cold smile emerged on Ding Hao's face. He said indifferently, "Because my sword is an earth-grade sword. It has already gained sentience. Naturally, I don't need to spend too much effort to control it."    

    

"Earth grade?" Ye Feiyu's face revealed a shocked expression. This young man actually possessed an Earth-Grade treasure. Even the Sect Elders rarely possessed such a treasure.    

    

At this moment, Ye Feiyu's eyes were filled with burning desire as he looked at the Sacred Flame Sword. Such a treasure was extremely important to him. If he could obtain this earth-grade weapon, his strength would improve by leaps and bounds. At that time, he wouldn't have to fear his arch-enemy once he returned to the sect.    

    

"You want this sword?" A playful smile appeared on Ding Hao's face. His eyes revealed a mocking look as he said faintly.    

    

"I will kill you. This sword is mine." Ye Feiyu sneered and said disdainfully.    

    

"Since you are so eager to die, come here." Ding Hao said slowly.    

    

Ding Hao controlled the Genuine Qi in his body and controlled it to fly back to him. He reached out and grabbed the sword hilt of the Sacred Flame Sword.    

    

Ye Feiyu also called back the Flying Sword and held the sword hilt.    

    

Ding Hao circulated the Heaven And Earth Spell, and the Genuine Qi in his meridians flowed rapidly. He took a step forward with his right foot, and a surge of energy rushed forward. At this moment, Ding Hao was like a sharp human-shaped sword, and he held the Sacred Flame Sword in his hand, which had the same origin as the Sacred Flame Sword. No one dared to get close to him.    

    

The flame on the Sacred Flame Sword's sword soared into the sky once again. At this moment, Ding Hao no longer tried to conceal the true color of the Destiny Genuine Fire. The purple Destiny Genuine Fire mixed with the flame condensed from the Sacred Flame Sword's Fire Gathering Talisman, and its imposing manner rose by a lot.    

    

During this period of time, Ding Hao had been learning from Chu Jiutian and Lin Jiaying. Not only had he improved his alchemy skills, but his spells and sword techniques had also improved tremendously. Lin Jiaying had brought Ding Hao to the Jiujian Peak's Peak Master, Long Zhuli. Later on, Ding Hao was allowed to comprehend the Myriad Sword Stage in the Jiujian Peak. In the end, a Sword Intent was born in his body. This transformation made Long Zhu Yi and Lin Jiaying wild with joy.    

    

It was precisely because Ding Hao had a Sword Intent in his body that Lin Jiaying allowed him to go to the sect's Mission Hall to accept missions. As long as Ding Hao didn't encounter any old monsters, he could rely on the Sword Intent to protect himself.    

    

"I will let you witness my strongest move. You can rest in peace." Ding Hao's eyes focused, and he said indifferently.    

    

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