Villain Cultivator

Chapter 412 '“ Winner

BOOM

The combination between poison element and dragon fire element created a chemical bomb, spreading green flame and yellow gas around.

Uriel sensed the harmful gas and flame. He created a barrier dome, trapping the entire arena. No gas, flame, or unknown substances could leak from the dome.

As a consequence, the yellow fume filled the dome within a few seconds.

A minute later, White Album reappeared among the spectators of Siren City. She coughed out yellow smoke from her lungs and cleaned her eyes with clean water as if she had been hit by tear gas.

"DAMN MIAOMIAO! I WAS STILL IN THERE!!"

White Album yelled in Xu Xiuying's voice. Since the two women became one, they shared conscience, memory, body, and behavior. Just now, the outburst came from Xu Xiuying.

The voice of Miaomiao could be heard from inside the dome in respond, "Sorry! I mixed too much poison Qi!"

The gas and the flame dispersed, revealing the aftermath of the explosion.

Only Miaomiao remained inside the dome. No trace of Ling Tianlong could be found.

Seeing the aftermath, Uriel smiled. Yuan Shaoqing's face turned white while Fang Yanxu's expression distorted in frustration and anger.

The result was obvious.

Uriel immediately ended the farce, "Winner, Mao Miaomiao. Siren City wins this war game!"

The crowd from Siren City cheered, except Miaomiao and Wei Yuan. Their faces were dark as they knew that the fight with this protagonist was far from over.

No system notification appeared after the explosion. No protagonist hunting quest notification had been updated.

Dion didn't confirm the kill! Ling Tianlong was alive!

'¦

Before the explosion could destroy Ling Tianlong's soul, he fetched a strange cubic box and opened it.

His body was incinerated to ash, but his tattered soul entered the mysterious box. The cube disappeared afterward.

Ling Tianlong maintained his consciousness throughout the process. He could feel himself being sucked into a pocket dimension in the Rubik cube.

The dimension was a dark void with nothing in sight.

Ling Tianlong heaved a sigh of relief that he managed to get away from the predicament with his soul.

'Siren City, Kishin Douji'¦ Once I'm recovered, I'll return this humiliation a thousand folds! And you, Mao Miaomiao. I swear, I'll cut your dick and shove it in your ass! How dare you have sex in front of me when I haven't had one in hundreds of years!!?'

As Ling Tianlong was daydreaming, a hoarse voice of an unknown being resounded in the void.

"The portal'¦"

A green monster beast with four legs, a large wolf-like jaw, 50 sharp fangs, fiery male lion fur around its neck, wolf tail, and two horns appeared in front of Ling Tianlong. Just by sitting still, its height towered over 20 meters.

Though it was similar to a giant wolf, its human hands and tiger claws stood out. The hands exuded a strange aura, similar to what Killer Queen naturally produced when she was alone with Miaomiao.Â

Ling Tianlong felt like an ant as he watched the giant wolf-like beast hovering and sitting in the void before him.

"You opened the portal, and I CAME!"

The monster was a soul of Taotie, one of the four races of Hell Fiends in the legends. Behind him, a million monsters with the same appearance as the Taotie glared at Ling Tianlong with their glowing crimson pupils.

From a glance, they looked like a massive pack of wolves.

"For a moment there, I forgot that this box is a portal to your realm."

"Mortal, since you have opened the box, I assume that you've prepared for the consequences."

Ling Tianlong's expression turned solemn. He stared into the Taotie's eyes and nodded.

"I'm prepared."

'¦

'Figured. If he dies too easily, he can't be considered a protagonist. I haven't even messed with his plot armors yet, so he must have some sort of OP life-saving treasure on him.'

Miaomiao was annoyed. He believed that the next time Ling Tianlong reappeared, he would be many times stronger than today.

<The Monkey King is pulling his hairs and screaming to the sky.>

<The escape of Ling Tianlong irritates the Anonymous Devil.>

<Sun Wu accidentally crushes his favorite teacup under his palm due to his complex emotion.>

<The majority of your viewers are disappointed that Ling Tianlong has escaped in the nick of time.>

As Miaomiao had expected, many fans of his wanted Ling Tianlong to die as well.

<Macho Joshua has sent you a message.>

<"Don't take it too hard upon yourself. Nobody could have imagined that he had the portal artifact. Maybe, his luck or fate power was stronger than yours. If I have to guess, he hasn't completed what he is fated to do yet. Be patient and train hard in the meantime. You'll run into him sooner than you thought.">

Fortunately, Joshua was kind and forgiving. He consoled and encouraged Miaomiao while the Devil and other subscribers usually mocked or laughed at his misfortune.

Miaomiao smiled as he was glad that Joshua was his business partner.

<"Now that we have finished the event on your planet, let's talk about the commission fee, assistance fee, VAT, taxes, and more handling service charges that you haven't paid me for sending Uriel there yet.">

Miaomiao took it back. The god was a capitalist to the core.

<"We usually charge our customers 100 4th-grade soul stones up front when they sign a contract to deploy one of our archangels. The service fee, including VAT and taxes, is five 4th-grade soul stones per minute of deployment. However, since this is an emergency, we'll give you a promotional discount. We'll charge you only one 3rd-grade soul stone for everything we've done for you today, and we'll make the payment from the unpaid balance.">

''¦ Why don't you just take everything, you money-grubber.'

Macho Joshua ignored him and continued rambling.Â

<"Also, your profit from the previous gamble was 4,750 1st-grade soul stones. But since your current unpaid balance is insufficient, we'll subtract this as a payment.">

"'¦"

In short, Miaomiao might have to starve for a few months before he could pay this capitalist god for everything he had done.

Still, Miaomiao was not easy to be tricked.

'Hey, Joshua.'

<Macho Joshua is listening.>

'Have you forgotten one of the clauses of our contract?'

<Macho Joshua doesn't understand.>

'In the contract, you're obliged to protect me from harm without charging me extra. And what's all this?'

<Macho Joshua widens his eyes and sweats profusely while he reread the contract.>

<The mistake of Macho Joshua delights the Devil.>

<OG-Buddha is trying not to laugh at his colleague.>Â

While the background gods were busy rereading Macho Joshua's DaoTube contract, Uriel turned to Yuan Shaoqing and Fang Yanxu. The archangel started extorting for the promised rewards and the bet.

Miaomiao couldn't hear what they were talking about since they seemed to have been chatting using their voice transmission. Even Yuan Shaoqing seemed to be communicating with them.

After waiting for 30 minutes, Yuan Shaoqing departed along with his entourage. Liu Xuande, Guan Yunchang, Zhang Yide, Huang Hansheng, and other allies of Yuan Shaoqing also left.

As for the immortal, Fang Yanxu grudgingly shuttled to the sky and departed from Heavenly Goose Planet.

Uriel and Azazel remained here. After most of the spectators left, the archangel approached Miaomiao.

"Good job out there. For a moment, I thought both you and that brat were 8th-stage experts."

Miaomiao and the people from Siren City cupped their fists and bowed to the heavenly messenger of Joshua, "Thank you very much for your assistance. Had you never come here, Fang Yanxu would have taken advantage of the game and enslave all of us."

"You're welcome. Anyway, I've already relocated the Myriad Cauldron Sect's herb plane to here. Where should I place the portal gateway?"

"Gateway? What gateway?"

"The fucking gateway to the herb plane, you dimwit! You won the bet, and Yuan Shaoqing has surrendered the Yeet City's sub-plane. Now, your city has a private realm. Where do you want to set up the portal?"

"O-Oh! I forgot about that."

"A reminder, you can't place it in your house, basement, or inside someone's body. Make sure it's somewhere open and easy to access."

"Okay! Okay!"

Miaomiao guided Uriel to the ceiling of the pylon tower, hoping to place it there. He pointed at the tower that his system had built while he puffed his chest, flexing.

"Could you place it here?"

Uriel could tell what Miaomiao wanted to show him. He rolled his eyes.

"You can't place the gateway on the top of a pylon tower. It destabilize Life Essence Production Line, and the herb plane will mutate into an extremity plane and kill every being inside. Only gateways to shadow planes, death planes, or mineral planes can be put there."

"Oh, I don't know. Wait a second, you know about pylon towers?"

"They exist in Heaven Realms. Every house has it on top of their building to feed their residence Heavenly Qi. They're like air-conditioners in your standard."

"'¦"

"Anyway, pick somewhere else. Here is not a recommended place. If I were you, I would have placed it at the center of the arena platform and made it a landmark."

Uriel's suggestion inspired Miaomiao. He nodded and agreed right away.

"Let's put it there, then. By the way, aside from the gateway, what else did you extort from those men?"

Uriel proceeded to the platform without turning around, he continued chatting, "Fang Yanxu will send Fang Meirong back here within a year. He said something about her in-door training time, her ongoing tribulations, and her immortal realm ascension. Oh, he also confessed that she regained all her past memory when she was an immortal, and she was no longer one of your yin slaves."

Miaomiao's happy expression turned stiff on the spot.

"No longer my yin slave?"

Miaomiao blinked his eyes several times as he opened his system menu to check the names of his yin slaves.

Fang Meirong's name was still there.

"???"

As if Uriel had read Miaomiao's mind, he grinned, "Even if he said so, it doesn't mean that the girl has broken the connection between you and her. Yin slaves that fall in love with their master tend to keep their slavery brand to their soul. Even if they can easily break free from the curse, they often hold it with their dear life."

"Oh?"

"I'm not making this up. It's science. We proved this theory over 150,000 years ago. 98% of 1.6 million test subjects maintained their relationship quo with their masters when after they became immortals or dao gods. The other 2% had complications or bore grudge with their masters because of their ill deeds, such as physical abuses, tortures, memory wipe, extreme brainwashing, or criminal records."

"'¦ Wow."

"In short, if you treat your girls like how you treat your wives normally, they won't voluntarily breaking free from the curse. From what I've seen so far, you barely tampered their memory, right?"

"Eh, I only edited their behavior here and there to make them fall in love with me."

The two continued to chat as Uriel started writing an array formation on the arena platform by himself. The yin slaves also eavesdropped on the conversation as it was related to their memory, Miaomiao's brainwashing skill, and their nature.

'¦

Meanwhile, Xun You, Xun Yu, and Sima Fang were still looking at Miaomiao and Uriel from afar even after Yuan Shaoqing and the immortal had left.

Many neutral spectators lingered in this area as they were interested in what Miaomiao and the archangel were doing. However, for the trio, they had another motive.

"Miracle really happened," Xun Yu wiped his manly tear as he was relieved that the good city was safe.

Sima Fang calmed the boner and tucked it between his legs. Then, he coughed, "Let's talk to them. Since Yuan Shaoqing's influence won't reach here for a few years, it's time score some business deals!"