Godslayer: Jiahao Gets Stronger? Starting with a Big Chicken with Sauce

Peace Agency, Team 136, all members present.

Their eyes all fell on Lin Qiye and Wang Jia'ao.

Of course, compared to Michael's agents, they are now paying more attention to Wang Jia'ao.

Zhao Kongcheng sat on a single chair beside the coffee table, his left arm wrapped in thick bandages, a section of which was sticking out from the cuff.

He just got back from the hospital; his wound required more than a dozen stitches, but he shows no sign of needing to rest.

A subtle atmosphere permeated the air.

Chen Muyi was the first to break the silence.

"Old Zhao, now that everyone's here, tell me everything that happened tonight from beginning to end."

Zhao Kongcheng took a deep breath, sat up straight, and organized his thoughts:

"This evening, I was doing some ideological work with this kid at Michael's agent's house in the old city, and then as I was leaving, I suddenly spotted the Ghost-Faced King."

"I judged that I definitely couldn't stop it by myself, so I sent a message to Wang Jia'ao and asked him to come and help."

But the kid said he wanted to eat at Lin Qiye's house first.

".........."

The hall was silent for a few seconds.

Hongying's eye twitched: "He told you to wait, so you waited?"

"How can I wait!"

Zhao Kongcheng shrugged, "Of course I went straight for it."

Then the fight broke out. Although the Ghost King had been severely injured by the captain earlier, it still had the strength of a warrior from the Chuan region. I didn't last long before it scratched my arm with its claw and sent me flying.

Zhao Kongcheng's tone became somewhat subtle as he said this: "Just as I was preparing to use the ghostly guidance, that kid arrived."

He glanced at Wang Jia'ao, who was leaning against the corner of the sofa with his legs crossed.

He picked up a lollipop from the coffee table without anyone noticing, tore off the wrapper, and popped it into his mouth with an air of nonchalant indifference.

"This kid suddenly fell from the sky. He really 'fell from the sky,' crashing in directly from above the Wujie airspace, which startled me."

Zhao Kongcheng continued his story.

Hongying couldn't help but interject, "And then?"

"Then he told Ghost Face King, 'That's it.'" Zhao Kongcheng mimicked Wang Jia'ao's tone, almost making himself laugh, "and then he took the knife from my hand."

"You gave him the knife?" Wu Xiangnan frowned slightly.

"He just robbed it."

Zhao Kongcheng shrugged. "He just raised his knife, swung it down once, and killed Ghost Face King."

He spoke succinctly, but everyone present felt the indescribable impact of the imagery behind his words.

Wen Qimo added, "So the sky turned like that because of that slash?"

Zhao Kongcheng grinned: "Otherwise what? You think I, Zhao Kongcheng, did it?"

No one responded.

This joke is really not funny.

Si Xiaonan blinked upon hearing this: "You mean, his strike not only killed the Ghost-Faced King of Chuanjing, but also cleaved open the dark clouds in the sky?"

"Look outside for yourself."

Zhao Kongcheng gestured towards the window with his lip, "You can still see the stars."

Si Xiaonan walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and peeked outside, then silently retreated, and looked at Wang Jia'ao with a surprised expression.

Wang Jia'ao felt her gaze, removed his mouth from the lollipop, and gave an innocent smile:

"Don't look at me like that, it's embarrassing."

"You're still embarrassed?" Hongying couldn't help but tease from the side.

"Look at what you're saying, I'm actually quite thin-skinned," Wang Jia'ao said earnestly.

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Chen Muyi remained seated, but his gaze had shifted from Zhao Kongcheng back to Wang Jia'ao.

"Wang Jia'ao, is there anything you'd like to say?"

Wang Jia'ao sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head, looking as relaxed as if he were on vacation.

When Chen Muyi called his name, he tilted his head, a signature smile playing on his lips.

"Captain, what do you want to hear?"

"truth."

"Isn't the matter already quite clear?"

Wang Jia'ao blinked. "I was the one who slashed with that blade. I was the one who killed the Ghost-Faced King."

That hole in the sky was also left by me.

Is there anything else you think needs to add?

Chen Muye stared at him. "You, a mere cultivator at the Zhan Realm, unleashed that strike. Do you think that's reasonable?"

"That makes sense!"

Wang Jia'ao nodded confidently, "I am a man of great stature, and I always have to do some unreasonable things to prove that I am different from ordinary people."

Otherwise, if I'm just as reasonable as you, what's the difference between me and someone standing on the side of the road?

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Chen Muye's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but he held it in.

Wu Xiangnan continued, "Judging from the energy fluctuations, the power of that strike far surpasses that of the Chuan realm."

"Don't even mention Ghost Face King; even if the captain took that blow head-on, he'd end up like Ghost Face King."

Chen Muye did not deny it.

Upon hearing this, Hongying couldn't help but look Wang Jia'ao up and down once again:

"What's going on with you? Are you actually some kind of hidden master reincarnated? Like an ancient war god or something?"

Wang Jia'ao looked at her seriously: "Sister Hongying, you've been reading too many novels."

I'm not some reincarnated being; I'm just an ordinary high school student who happens to have a tiny bit of talent.

"A little bit?"

Hongying raised her voice, "You call that 'a little bit'?"

"Yes, you heard me clearly, Yi, Dian Dian."

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[Current Jiahao Value: 3804]

Chen Muye's gaze never left Wang Jia'ao. He changed his perspective and asked:

"Was that strike derived from your forbidden ruins?"

In his view, Wang Jia'ao's forbidden realm only strengthened himself and was not a very strong forbidden realm at all.

But if this strike can be used effectively, then the nature of the situation changes completely.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the number one King Ruins below the Divine Ruins. Who in the Zhan Realm can kill a Chuan Realm person with a single blow?

Even the Black King's Annihilation technique couldn't do that!

"Of course, but each use will consume half of my life force."

Wang Jia'ao naturally couldn't reveal his true intentions, so he made up an excuse on the spot.

"That's why I said from the beginning that I would take action if necessary."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned strange.

Wang Jia'ao did say it from the beginning, but everyone thought he was having a relapse and didn't take it too seriously.

However, when the other party said that it would take half of his life force to unleash this strike, it seemed reasonable.

After all, it would be strange if such a powerful force could be used an unlimited number of times.

"Wait a minute? You used up half of your life force to save me?" Zhao Kongcheng was stunned upon hearing this, and then felt a little guilty.

"You little brat, you're willing to sacrifice your life force to save me? Hajihao, you bastard!"

Even Chen Muyi frowned when he heard that it would consume half of his life force.

In his view, Wang Jia'ao had unlimited potential for the future, but he lost half of his life force because of the Ghost Face King. No matter how you look at it, it was a loss.

Wang Jia'ao remained completely calm.

"It doesn't matter, the powerful don't care about your doubts."

"It's normal to mock the wealthy, it's normal to envy the wealthy, and it's normal to respect the wealthy."

"The power of the mighty is boundless, because only in this way can the mighty truly be mighty."

"You people, knowing too much makes you prone to insomnia."

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[Current Jiahao Value: 3966]

Even Wu Xiangnan couldn't help but frown this time, as it was the first time he had ever seen someone put off their pretentiousness in such a refined and unconventional way.

Wen Qimo couldn't help but smirk, then covered it up with a cough.

Just as Chen Muyi was about to get up and get a drink of water, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it, his pupils suddenly contracting as he saw a series of asterisks on it.

Only Chen Muyi knew what this meant.

His expression remained unchanged. He got up, walked out of the conference room, crossed the corridor, pushed open the well-insulated door to the storage room at the end, closed it behind him, and then answered the phone.

"Hello, Commander Ye, it's me..."