My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1110 - 528: Arrangement of the Ten Thousand Refinement City_2

Chapter 1110: Chapter 528: Arrangement of the Ten Thousand Refinement City_2

With a trail of flames behind him, Santa stepped into the air. Suddenly, Owen Bertram’s screams came from the distance, Santa’s expression changed, and halfway through whipping the corpse, he turned around and flew towards the Tire-7 Dragon Ship.

Owen Bertram cried out in despair, "My Tire-7 Dragon Ship, ever since you followed me, you’ve been loyal and brave. You not only reached the 7th tier but also possessed countless Divine Powers. I planned to bring you to the outside world to show off our prowess and, with your divine might, suppress the Red Clan barbarians and proclaim my clan’s divine power..."

"But I never expected that disaster would strike, and to help a benevolent and generous predecessor, you perished here, my heart aches..."

After seeing the situation clearly, Santa was furious, and with a sneer, he said, "You better mourn quickly, or your Dragon Ship’s wounds will heal, and it will be able to fly again!"

Owen Bertram firmly said, "Predecessor, there’s no need to comfort me. I know the condition of my treasure. In order for the Tire-7 Dragon Ship to be resurrected, it needs to devour a huge amount of high-level Artifact Demons!"

Santa now understood him very well and glanced sideways, "If you want that Divine Lightning Python, just say it. Why bother pretending like this, old husband?"

After calculating, Owen Bertram felt that he hadn’t profited from his two encounters with Santa. Although they had escaped from the Flying Sword Giant Beast together, Gourd Elder had swallowed the Divine Lightning Python’s spirit, and the usefulness was unknown. How could this be acceptable?

When the Great Sun faced cultivators lower than himself, he didn’t mind giving them some benefits and forming a good bond. Similarly, when faced with stronger people higher than himself such as Abner Lane or Santa, he also wanted to dig some benefits from them. Otherwise, he felt like he was wasting.

Thus, Sun was determined to obtain the Divine Lightning Python.

"Predecessor, you won’t have any use for this creature anyway. This monstrous beast dared to offend your divine authority and deserves to die. Why not give it to me? I’ll help you grind its bones and scatter its ashes to eliminate your hatred!"

Santa couldn’t help but admire, "You kid, you really are a talented one! In my time, there was nobody who could speak of seizing advantages and reaping benefits as elegantly as you!"

Owen Bertram had already gone over with a guffaw and collected the huge corpse of the Divine Lightning Python, passing it to Gourd Elder to store it.

This corpse was not only a Divine Lightning Whip; the many damaged artifacts and their components were also taken away.

The wounds on the Tire-7 Dragon Ship were indeed visibly healing rapidly!

Santa didn’t bother to care, and with his current state, these things were really useless to him. He walked slowly to a large crater with his Fire Staff.

This was where the Divine Lightning Python had rushed out and had been severely damaged after the previous battle at the edge. The dust was carried by the gust of air, falling down to the bottomless darkness below. The dust swirled and rose again gradually, forming a whirlpool-like gray mist above the pit.

Tamsin Macy and Nick Liam accompanied Owen, and Tamsin Macy said, "According to my Fistsense exploration, the remains of the Void Channel are below."

Owen Bertram turned to Santa, and the old predecessor sighed helplessly, "That’s right, the Southern Treasure Root is also below. Let’s go."

He spread his arms, and seven huge flame shadows rose behind him, like wings, supporting him as he fell into the darkness. As Owen Bertram followed, his thoughts were elsewhere, "Old predecessor, do you have any more Shell Coins? I won’t ask for them for free, I’ll trade treasures with you."

Santa didn’t even look at him, using the firelight to illuminate everything around, looking for clues such as murals, "Don’t even think about it! Shell Coins are such rare and precious treasures, and even in my time, they were extremely scarce. I happened to get one, and I suspect there won’t be a second one in today’s world."

"Is that so..." Owen was full of regret, the feeling of being a cash player was really addictive. Santa suddenly thought of something and looked at him seriously, "However, if you really want to find Shell Coins, we can cooperate."

"Didn’t you say there won’t be a second one?"

"What I said was in the world, but there might be one in the world below."

"Old man, please elaborate." Owen raised his expectations.

"In our time, many powerful people sensed that the Heavenly Track Reversal Catastrophe was coming, so they made arrangements in advance, such as my lord. There are many similar beings, and now their Mausoleums are buried deep underground. Let’s cooperate and go one by one. I believe there should be at least three to five."

Owen Bertram was dumbfounded, "Old predecessor, your majestic image in my heart has been destroyed! How could you mention tomb robbery in such a clever way?"

A flame appeared on Santa’s face, "Just say whether you will do it or not."

Great Sun was genuinely tempted, but he resisted. The beings that the Red Dragon Master "held a grudge" against and still wanted to dig up and whip their corpses were undoubtedly powerful. Their "buried objects" must be treasures! In addition to Shell Coins, there would be other harvests.