I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Chapter 1724 1228: I Hope Senior Will Teach Me How to Be Two-Faced

The move "Dragon Emperor Alternate Dimension" enveloped the entire battle arena, like a massive barrier, filled with a powerful spatial force within its confines.

This force even made the tournament arena constructed by Wan Ning emit a piercing noise, wounds appearing one by one on Qin Tianyou, whose blood, upon leaving the wounds, was instantly torn into minuscule fragments, unable to maintain even its atomic structure.

Just then, Wan Ning made his move, directly detonating all the energy within the combat arena. Even though Zhang Menglong's Dragon Emperor Alternate Dimension was formidable, the disparity in level was evident, and his energy dissipated with the arena's annihilation.

Considering Qin Tianyou's elders were once disciples of the Divine Selection Hall, purely for maintaining face, Wan Ning had to spare his life!

At this moment, Qin Tianyou appeared extremely disheveled. His clothes were nearly shredded to bits, leaving only a piece of cloth covering his groin. His hair, eyebrows, even body hair had disappeared completely, and his back bore scars from the spatial force.

"Look, those scars seem to have a pattern."

"Can't you see? It looks like a poem."

"Really? A single glance explodes, a bit closer melts?"

"What a poem! What a poem!"

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"Are you all blind? Hurry up and get me some clothes!" Qin Tianyou roared at his few lackeys.

They immediately rushed over, draping a robe over Qin Tianyou.

"Young Master Qin, are you alright?"

"Young Master Qin, continue fighting this kid!"

"Fight your head!" Qin Tianyou was about to explode. Could these idiots not see the bigger picture? Couldn't they tell this kid was pretending to be weak to defeat a stronger opponent? Was this the strength a Third Grade Spiritual Body Martial Artist should have?

Suddenly, the Heavenly Pride Order on Qin Tianyou emitted a faint light, releasing a soft green aura that drifted over to Zhang Menglong and merged into his Heavenly Pride Order.

The color of Zhang Menglong's Heavenly Pride Order instantly deepened, even showing a hint of blue—a sign it was advancing!

On the massive Jade Stone Stele, Zhang Menglong's rank began to flicker upwards, finally stopping at 1598, while Qin Tianyou's ranking vanished from the Heavenly Pride List!

"Oh? It has such a function?" Zhang Menglong feigned surprise, "Thank you, thank you!"

"Gu Tianle," Wan Ning looked at Zhang Menglong, "I told you earlier, let it stop at a proper point! Why did you endanger his life? If it weren't for my intervention, he would be dead."

"Hahaha, Senior Wan Ning, you can't blame me for this," Zhang Menglong said. "I'm just a Third Grade Spiritual Body Martial Artist, but Qin Tianyou is a Divine Breath Sixth Grade Peak Martial Artist. The gap between us is huge, if I didn't go all out, he might have killed me instead; who knew he was so weak?"

Others nodded in agreement, acknowledging Zhang Menglong's reasoning. Given the vast power difference, not exerting full strength would certainly put one at a disadvantage. Zhang Menglong's prowess indeed surprised everyone.

"I was right," Long Sen smirked proudly. Qin Tianyou's strength surpassed his own. If he had clashed with Zhang Menglong from the start, he couldn't imagine his own fate now.

"Your strength is clearly beyond his," Wan Ning said. "Do you think I can't see that? You were clearly at ease when facing Qin Tianyou, you were just being crafty."

"Senior Wan Ning, I won this match, so the wager should be mine, right?" Zhang Menglong rubbed his hands together.

Even though a trillion Divine Crystals wasn't much for him now, who would ever complain about having too much money?

"So ignorant! Completely oblivious!"

"Exactly, when there's such a great opportunity to associate with the core disciples of the Divine Selection Hall, he's still thinking about collecting his money?"

"Is this money even collectible? Does he not want to enter the Divine Profound Hall?"

Zhang Menglong's statement shocked everyone.

Indeed, his strength was remarkable, but he truly lacked social tact!

Wan Ning's pride was also momentarily bruised.

Even for him, those two trillion Divine Crystals weren't insignificant. Serving as the arbiter, he had planned to make some gains; in previous similar situations, the winners would voluntarily leave their wagers, only taking back their own and offering the winnings directly to him.

Seeing Zhang Menglong's extended hand, Wan Ning was momentarily at a loss. If Zhang Menglong initiated, he could conveniently accept the money, but he certainly couldn't bring it up himself.

Still, leaving money unearned was disheartening.

"Senior? Have you forgotten the password?" Zhang Menglong reminded audibly.

"Your capital and your wager, take it!" Wan Ning gritted his teeth, tossing the remaining ten thousand Fifth Grade Divine Crystals and the storage card back to him.

"Hmm? Why is it missing 200 billion?" Zhang Menglong deliberately said loudly.

Wan Ning had secretly kept 200 billion Divine Crystals, assuming Zhang Menglong would sensibly understand once receiving the money, but he evidently overestimated Zhang, who openly exposed the held-back 200 billion under everyone's watch.

"Senior, did you accidently omit it?" Zhang Menglong asked innocently.

Laughter erupted around them, Wan Ning's face flushed with embarrassment.

"Haha, accidentally missed some, here's the 200 billion Divine Crystals," Wan Ning, forcing a smile, returned the remaining crystals to Zhang Menglong, internally making a note of him.

"Gu Tianle, right?" Wan Ning cleared his throat. "Your gift is indeed impressive, but many geniuses worldwide also perish. Whether you can grow to the end remains uncertain; I hope you'll consider carefully what should and shouldn't be done in the future."

"Thank you for the advice, Senior Wan Ning," Zhang Menglong said. "I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"Go ahead," feeling slightly mollified by Zhang's courteous manner, Wan Ning figured the young man must grasp some of his counsel, giving himself a way out, revealing some nurturing potential, "Ask anything, if I know, I'll certainly answer."

Immediately, envious gazes turned towards Zhang Menglong.

Being personally instructed by a Divine Profound Hall core disciple was such an honor.

It not only confirmed his acknowledged strength but was also a privilege.

"I'd like to know, Senior Wan Ning, how do you manage to hide murderous intent in your eyes while maintaining such a natural smile on your face?" Zhang Menglong said. "I tend to be straightforward and often offend people. I really can't learn this dual-faceted ability; I hope you can teach me, Senior!"

Swoosh!

Wan Ning's expression immediately darkened.

Zhang Menglong's remark more than disrespecting him—it was a direct slap to his face.

"Are you seeking death?"