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Chapter 664 - 664 661 Are You All So Afraid of Him

664: Chapter 661: Are You All So Afraid of Him?

664: Chapter 661: Are You All So Afraid of Him?

Just like before, the Great Hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The sound of some Family Disciples swallowing saliva could be heard.

The waiter who had been attending Huang Xiaolong looked over and saw that many Family Disciples were drooling from the corners of their mouths without even knowing.

And Zhuo Buzhi, who had previously mocked Huang Xiaolong with cold sarcasm, now stared at the mountain of Xuanwu Coins with lascivious greed in his eyes.

He walked up involuntarily, picked up one of the Xuanwu Coins and said, “This isn’t an illusion?!”

It wasn’t an illusion!

The Family Disciples who had suspected it might be an illusion could not help but dismiss the thought.

All of them watched the mountain of Xuanwu Coins with shocked expressions, gaping at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief.

What sort of evil was this black-haired young man?

This was the first thought that came to the minds of everyone who had come around.

When Xie Puti saw Huang Xiaolong take out a mountain of Xuanwu Coins, causing the surrounding Family Disciples to stare in dumbfounded awe, he could not help but feel amused.

However, he thought to himself that if he, like Huang Xiaolong, possessed endless Xuanwu Coins, he would do the same—smash people with a mountain of Xuanwu Coins.

Surely, that feeling must be extraordinarily satisfying.

Xie Puti mused secretly.

After a long while, Wan Baoding, the supervisor of the Wan Jia Shop, finally came to his senses.

He hurriedly approached Huang Xiaolong with an overly ingratiating smile, bowing extremely low in respect, and asked if there was anything he could assist Huang Xiaolong with and what Alchemy Materials he wished to purchase.

The Wan Jia Shop was one of the top ten Alchemy Materials shops in the Xuanwu Star River, and as its supervisor, his status was naturally very high.

In the face of ten billion, or even tens of billions, he might not put on an ingratiating smile, but facing several hundred billion, not only would he bow low, it was likely that even Jiang Wuhuang, the Jiang Family Head, would stoop.

“Bring out all your spiritual medicine materials that are between ten thousand and one hundred thousand years old.

I’ll buy them all.” After hearing what Wang Baoding wanted to know about his purchasing preferences, Huang Xiaolong stated his intention once again.

The supervisor, Wan Baoding, who had not known Huang Xiaolong’s purpose before, staggered upon hearing this, with his legs shaking uncontrollably.

Spiritual Medicines that were ten thousand to one hundred thousand years old—all of them to be purchased!

But this time, no one dared to mock or scorn Huang Xiaolong anymore.

After trembling for a moment, Wan Baoding hurriedly ordered his servants to bring out all the spiritual medicine materials aged between ten thousand and one hundred thousand years from the shop.

Meanwhile, Zhuo Buzhi’s face looked extremely ugly, his eyes flickering with hate, fear, burning greed, and caution.

At that moment, two women unexpectedly walked in through the main door.

“Buzhi, have you finished buying the Alchemy Materials?” one of the women asked.

Suddenly, everyone in the Great Hall turned to look at them.

Upon seeing the two women, Huang Xiaolong almost wanted to laugh.

These two women turned out to be none other than Zhuo Wenting and Zhuo Wenshan.

When Xie Puti saw Zhuo Wenshan again, his expression was complicated, but soon, his face calmed down.

The one who had spoken was Zhuo Wenting.

After she spoke, she realized the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat strange, but when she and Zhuo Wenshan saw Huang Xiaolong, their faces turned ashen, and they looked at him with eyes filled with terror, as if they had seen a horrifying demon.

The reaction of Zhuo Wenting and Zhuo Wenshan made everyone in the Great Hall feel curious.

Was this seemingly harmless black-haired young man really that terrifying?

“Sister, do you know that kid?” Zhuo Buzhi, also feeling curious, asked Zhuo Wenting.

Zhuo Wenting saw Zhuo Buzhi brazenly calling Huang Xiaolong ‘boy’, and his tone seemed somewhat hostile, which frightened her to an even paler complexion.

She grabbed Zhuo Buzhi, panic-stricken and heading for the main entrance, “Let’s go, let’s get out of here quickly!”

Zhuo Wenshan was also terrified as she hurriedly pulled Zhuo Buzhi and fled, seemingly not daring to stay in the great hall for even a moment longer.

The three of them left.

“Sister, what are you afraid of, who exactly is that boy?!” The voice of Zhuo Buzhi, full of unwillingness, came from outside the main entrance.

The crowd watched the three of them leave and then turned their gaze back to Huang Xiaolong, their eyes shifting.

The identities of the two Zhuo ladies were known to many, and the fact that this black-haired young man could cause such terror in them!

Subconsciously, many of the family disciples retreated a few steps, too afraid to approach Huang Xiaolong too closely.

Huang Xiaolong, however, was calm, waiting for the Wan Jia Shop to bring out all the ten-thousand-year-old and hundred-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine materials.

Under the huge temptation of tens of millions of Xuanwu Coins, the speed of the Wan Jia Shop was quite fast, and it didn’t take long to take out all of the ten-thousand-year-old and hundred-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine materials from the shop.

Afterward, Wan Baoding, the person in charge, personally classified and calculated the price for Huang Xiaolong.

In the end, the total was a little over one hundred and thirty-two billion.

Removing the fractional amount, it was one hundred and thirty-two billion.

Without another word, Huang Xiaolong waved his hand and gave the one hundred and thirty-two billion Xuanwu Coin mountains to the Wan Jia Shop.

In fact, the Xuanwu Coin mountains that Huang Xiaolong took out amounted to three hundred and forty billion in total, which were actually the three hundred and forty billion he had won from the gambling stakes set with the Jiang Family, Gudu Family, and Wang Family in the past.

After spending one hundred and thirty-two billion, Huang Xiaolong took the remaining amount back into the Ice Soul Treasury, left with Xie Puti from the Wan Jia Shop, and then proceed to the next Alchemy Materials Shop.

Before coming out, Huang Xiaolong had decided to spend the full three hundred and forty billion before returning.

When Huang Xiaolong and Xie Puti left, Wan Baoding and others from Wanjia Commerce saw them off with the utmost respect.

“Aren’t you really considering finding another one?” Walking down the street, Huang Xiaolong casually asked Xie Puti.

Xie Puti shook his head, “Right now, I only want to focus on cultivation.”

Huang Xiaolong did not say anything more, matters of the heart, he couldn’t help Xie Puti with.

At this time, Zhuo Wenting and Zhuo Wenshan, after forcibly dragging Zhuo Buzhi away, arrived at a courtyard in the Zhuo Family, still looking frightened.

“Big sister, second sister, just who is that boy?

You, you’re that afraid of him?” Zhuo Buzhi spoke with some annoyance; he felt their reaction was slightly exaggerated.

“He is the young man who severely injured Li Zishuai years ago!” Zhuo Wenting tried to keep calm as she spoke, yet her voice still trembled uncontrollably.

“What?

It’s him!” Zhuo Buzhi’s complexion greatly changed, and he inhaled a chilling breath of air.

More than a decade ago, the incident where Li Zishuai had all his bones shattered and his…

crushed, although not widely spread, was something that, as the brother of the two Zhuo sisters, he was aware of.

And it was precisely because of that incident that the Li Family called off their betrothal with the Zhuo Family.

Yet, concerning the young man who shattered Li Zishuai’s bones and crushed his…, the Li Family had, astonishingly, maintained silence.

Rumor had it that it was the direct order from the Li Family’s ancestor, forbidding any further pursuit in this matter!

Even though Zhuo Buzhi did not know the young man’s identity, he understood that this was a terrifying existence he couldn’t afford to provoke.

Recalling how he had earlier scoffed at Huang Xiaolong in the Wan Jia Shop’s great hall, Zhuo Buzhi felt a cold chill all over, as if the sky was about to collapse.

(To be continued.

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