Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

Chapter 173 The Capitalist's Calculation!

Huo Yuhao didn't hold back either, reaching out to grab Atai's arm and delivering a violent over-the-shoulder throw.

Its nearly 100-meter-long body flew horizontally into the air, landing on the ground from the mountainside. The snow on the ground was flattened, revealing several cold-resistant plants hidden in the snow and mud.

Huo Yuhao reached back and pulled out a level seven soul-guided cannonball from his storage soul tool. As the acting head of the Sea God Pavilion, he naturally equipped himself with excellent gear.

He slowly walked towards Artest, seemingly intending to shove the shell into Artest's mouth.

Knowing he couldn't get away with it, Atai quickly got up from the ground, ignoring his wounds, and begged for mercy.

"Sir, spare me! I was wrong!"

"Hmph, not playing dead anymore?"

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow, looking at Atai who had been arrogant at first but then became obsequious, and said sarcastically.

Ahtai blushed with embarrassment, stammered a few words, and finally lowered his head in dejection. His fierce, bluish-gray face even showed a hint of pitifulness.

"It was my rudeness to not recognize your greatness! I have offended you, sir. Please forgive me. I am willing to offer up the Ice God's legacy with both hands!"

Winning brings glory and joy, but losing means being beaten and standing at attention. Atai decisively gave up the Ice God's legacy just to save his life.

Atai tried to peek at Huo Yuhao's reaction by lifting his eyelids, but he forgot that his own size was so enormous that lifting his eyelids was as obvious as a landslide.

It wasn't until large patches of snow fell from his eyelids, completely obscuring Huo Yuhao's figure, that Atai realized something was wrong.

Atai quickly blew a breath to disperse the snow, then lowered his head, not daring to look at Huo Yuhao, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

Huo Yuhao's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, seemingly able to see right through Atai's heart.

"Killing you wouldn't be a problem for me to find the Ice God's legacy myself. You're trying to use my things to buy your life!"

Upon hearing this, Atai trembled with fright and quickly shook his head in denial.

"No—no, I didn't mean that!"

"Still denying it! So you mean you're right and I'm wrong?"

Huo Yuhao's voice grew increasingly stern, bringing more and more pressure. Atai was covered in large beads of sweat, and the hair on his body was clung tightly to his skin in fear.

"Me, me, me—"

It's hard to say whether it's true or not. Atai is straightforward and irritable, and Huo Yuhao's move almost crashed him.

A crazy brainstorming session to find something that can save my life.

"I...I...I'm willing to give up all the resources and wealth of the Titan Snow Demon race in exchange for my life!"

This was the most valuable thing Atai could think of, and he looked at Huo Yuhao pitifully.

Staring at him with a pitiful, demonic face, Huo Yuhao suppressed his discomfort and sneered as he shouted loudly again.

"Do you think I'm stupid?! Kill you, and all of this will be mine!"

Seeing Huo Yuhao's unreasonable expression, Atai was almost in tears. He really didn't want to die!

"Then—then tell me, what do I have to give in exchange for my life!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Yuhao waved his hand, his face full of capitalist cunning and treachery.

"It's not just one life!"

"??"

Atai was even more confused. Did he have multiple lives? But why didn't he know that?

Huo Yuhao, who had somehow put on a single eyeglass, spoke slowly and deliberately, exuding an air of elegance like a capitalist in control.

"First of all, you lost to me. Your life is already in my hands. This is your first life."

Atai thought it made perfect sense; if he wanted to live, he had to buy his life from Huo Yuhao.

However, this also made him even more curious about what other life he owed.

"Secondly, are the Ice God's legacy and the items within the Titan Snow Demon Clan my spoils of war?"

Atai nodded hesitantly. Although he was unwilling to admit the fact, it was indeed true. If Huo Yuhao killed him, he could take all the resources himself.

"Fine, so you're using my spoils to buy your life? Does that mean you're taking my things? Is it okay if I want them back?"

"???"

Atai shuddered and subconsciously sat up. An unprecedented sense of liberation coursed through his mind, as if he had returned to the most primitive era when fighting was based solely on sharp teeth and claws.

Transparent!

I feel like my muscles are starting to twitch, and even my head seems to be getting a bit pointed.

After thinking for a long time, Atai nodded with a slightly blank expression, completely unaware of the smiles that the spirits and others were desperately trying to suppress.

"Is this...like this?"

Artest asked cautiously, and he realized that his reckless behavior seemed to have caused even greater damage.

"Yeah, are there two lives here?"

"Ah, yes!"

Atai nodded. He knew the principle of returning what you've taken, especially when you're outmatched.

"Then take another look."

"besides!!"

Atai was somewhat on the verge of collapse; its mind was starting to malfunction.

Huo Yuhao said confidently.

"Of course, this is the last one. Just hang in there, it'll be over soon!"

No matter how much he didn't want to listen, Atai forced himself to listen in order to get to the bottom of things and buy his own life.

"You used my spoils to buy more of my spoils. Doesn't what you bought count as my spoils? So, aren't the two lives you bought mine?"

Two more lives lost!

Muttering something like "your life is my spoils" over and over again, Atai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his face full of indignation. He slammed his fist on the ground and cried out loudly in protest.

"No, you're lying to me!"

Huo Yuhao's heart sank. He sighed inwardly, realizing that he had been too greedy and had gone too far, and that Atai had noticed something was wrong!

Just as he was about to explain, Atai pointed at himself and angrily said.

"I bought my life with your spoils, and my life is your spoils in return. Doesn't that mean your spoils bought your spoils?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned, and so was Atai.

Both sides were trying to process the information in Atai's words, their minds going blank.

Finally, Atai said with a wronged expression.

"My lord, could you please pretend I never said that? Please!"

Huo Yuhao sighed inwardly, thinking, "What a pitiful, silly child!"

"It's okay, I'll just pretend I don't know."

"Thank you, sir!"

"So, what's the total?"

"My lord, I owe you five lives!"

With a booming voice and a confident tone, Artest had fully accepted this reality.