Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

Hello.

When I was leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.

He will be eating Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.

Three cups of vomiting promise, the five mountains are lighter.

Speeding on the endless grassland is like riding on the waves on the green sea.

Wherever it passed, the vegetation fell.

Every time they meet on a narrow road, use faith and courage to defeat the opponent's body and soul.

Every time he swung his sword, the bright red he brought up was like the most beautiful flower blooming on the grassland.

Even the setting sun on the horizon and the clouds in the afterglow were stained red with blood.

It turns out that killing people can become addictive!

Tang Xiaoyu stood with his sword in hand, glanced at the sunset that was about to disappear on the horizon, turned around and galloped in the direction of Nie Linghui.

This afternoon, they traveled thousands of kilometers. On the way, Tang Xiaoyu killed one hundred and twenty people in Demon Race alone. There were also a dozen Human Race disciples who also died in vain at his hands.

With the Demon Race Jade Pendant in hand, large groups of Demon Race disciples could be avoided in advance, so they didn’t encounter much trouble along the way.

However, in a terrain like the grassland where one can see thousands of miles away, it is much more troublesome to have no vision at night.

Tang Xiaoyu stopped Nie Linghui on the flying carpet.

"Find a place to rest first. It's still too dangerous to drive like this at night."

A group of three people found a slightly higher slope and stopped.

Tang Xiaoyu set up a hidden formation around the three of them and told them not to go beyond ten meters of the surrounding area.

After doing all this, Tang Xiaoyu finally had the opportunity to count today's gains.

One hundred and twenty-one Demon Race disciple jade pendants are enough for him to complete the trial mission.

Thirty-four Human Race disciple jade pendants, one of which belongs to Nie Linghui.

Four Spirit Rank storage Law Treasures, and more than one hundred and forty Profound Rank storage bags. There are more than seven hundred primary storage bags. Tang Xiaoyu poured all the contents into a certain storage belt, and then put all one hundred and forty-three Profound Rank storage bags on the shelves, with a price tag of one thousand and thirty each.

The primary storage bag only has half a square of space, and it only costs a dozen Spirit Stones to buy in the store. These more than 700 primary storage bags are not worth much even if they are sold. Might as well keep it, it would be convenient to grab something or something.

The Profound Rank storage bag is more than ten times larger than the primary storage bag. It costs about 2,000 Spirit Stones to buy from the Artefact Refining workshop, so the price tag of 1,300 Spirit Stones was quickly sold out. As for the four Spirit Rank storage bags, Tang Xiaoyu wants to keep them for himself.

The loot poured out of the storage bag was piled into a pile several meters high in the belt. Tang Xiaoyu spent more than an hour sorting it out.

As expected of a Foundation Building disciple who dared to take part in the trial, his net worth is pretty good.

From Low Grade Spirit Stone alone, Tang Xiaoyu collected more than two million pieces. There are twenty-two Profound Rank Ninth Grade Law Weapons, and fifty-two Profound Rank Seventh Grade Law Weapons. There are also more than a hundred Profound Rank low-grade Law Weapons. There are three to four hundred pieces of various Foundation Building Stage elixirs, and several hundred pieces of various Artefact Refining materials.

Tang Xiaoyu selected three defensive Law Weapons from the twenty-two Ninth Grade Law Weapons, and the rest were put on the mall at a price of 9,000 Spirit Stones each. The fifty-two Seventh Grade Law Weapons were all put on the shelves for a price of 5,000 Spirit Stones.

Those more than one hundred pieces of low-grade Profound Rank Law Weapons, each with two thousand Spirit Stones, were all put on the shelves.

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the three hundred and sixty pills that increased the foundation building stage cultivation level one by one, and found that they were not as much as the Heavenly Frost Pill in his hand that increased experience. They were all listed for about one thousand Spirit Stones.

Tang Xiaoyu didn't bother to sort out the remaining Artefact Refining materials, so they were all piled in a corner.

After finishing all this, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

After a tense day in a row, Nie Linghui and Gao Ri were already exhausted. The two of them were cuddling together now and had fallen asleep long ago.

A crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky, and countless stars decorate the sky above the grassland brightly and crystal clear. Tang Xiaoyu put his arms under his head and enjoyed the tranquility.

Early the next morning, Tang Xiaoyu woke them up and continued on their way to the Holy Mountain. He continued to clear the way ahead.

Along the way, Tang Xiaoyu clearly felt that the closer he got to the Holy Mountain, the higher the frequency of encountering Demon Race troops. On the contrary, the number of Human Race trial disciples was getting smaller and smaller. If it’s not a system problem, then it’s Demon Race’s fault. It seemed that the trip to the Holy Mountain was not as smooth as he imagined.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, on the outskirts of the evil demon forest, nearly ten thousand Demon Race elites gathered here, and the leader was Demon Lord Feng Ye of Demon Race. Judging from the appearance alone, Demon Lord Feng Ye is almost the same as Human Race except that he is taller than Human Race and has some strange cloud patterns on his forehead. At this moment, he was leaning on a comfortable throne, with several soft and boneless Demon Race beauties nestling in his arms. Under the throne, there was a giant hairy elephant weighing hundreds of tons. Several young Demon Races were kneeling in front of the throne and reporting to Feng Ye.

"The Demon Lord Qi, Xie Rong, Ba Bi, You Quan, Wu Zhan, and Xing Xing have already led their minions to rush here. There are also Boss and Xue Ming who are leading the other ministries to converge. It is estimated that it will take three or four days to arrive. Come here."

Feng Ye nodded with satisfaction and ordered to the people below:

"Disperse all the spies under my command. I want to know every move of the human-demon disciples within a thousand miles. Send people to guard all the entrances to the Evil Demon Forest. No one is allowed in."

Upon hearing this, the Demon Race disciples below immediately took the order and left.

A charming witch next to her asked in confusion:

"Demon Lord, if we don't go to Strangulation, what are those Human Race disciples going to do in such a fringe place, guarding a ruined demon forest?"

Feng Ye stretched out his finger to hook her chin, and said with a smile from the corner of his eyes:

"You want to know? That depends on how good your kung fu is."

After saying that, the red vines around the throne slowly dropped down, and after the red vines, an imaginative and mesmerizing sound sounded.

In a corner deep in the grassland, a masked Human Race monk threw a cloth bag to the Demon Race disciple on the opposite side.

The Demon Race had long jaws like a crocodile, his body was covered with gleaming scales, and his blood-red vertical pupils emitted a heart-stopping cold light.

He reached out to catch the bag thrown by Human Race, opened it, took a look, and laughed:

"Why do you only have a hundred Human Race jade pendants? Yu Heng, this is not your past style. Could it be that you have become soft-hearted now?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the masked monk opposite, and he said in a low voice:

"If you dare to call my name one more time, you will definitely die! Get your things quickly, I don't have time to waste time with you."

The crocodile-like Demonic Cultivator also threw a cloth bag over and said with some dissatisfaction:

"This quantity is far from enough. We still need more Human Race jade pendants."

The masked monk opened the bag and glanced at it, then disappeared in front of the crocodile, leaving only a voice echoing in the air.

"I will make up the rest."

At the same time, a jade-faced flying dragon in silver armor pulled out a spear from the chest of a Demon Race disciple. The spear tassel hanging on the tip of the spear was already red with blood.

After a while, a Vast Heaven Sect monk reported to the Jade-Faced Flying Dragon:

"Brother Great Master, we have searched the surrounding area for thousands of miles and have not found the whereabouts of Junior Sister Nie. In addition... Senior Brother Weibai has left the team. His whereabouts are unknown."

Hu Yanzhuo took a deep breath after hearing this, shook off the blood on the spear, and said in a deep voice:

"I understand. Let the other disciples collect the loot and rest for ten minutes."