Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 727

As long as there is nothing wrong with my precious system, everything will be fine.

I am now a powerful person at the peak of the divine realm. Although my strength is not top-notch in the world of immortal cultivation, it should not be underestimated.

However, I have also started to wonder in my heart, should I take advantage of this enthusiasm to break through to the realm of the gods directly?

This is a bit confusing.

You talk about breakthroughs. The gap between the peak of the divine man and the first level of the heavenly god seems to be not that big, but it is not a good thing to improve the cultivation level too quickly. What if those guys with ill intentions target me and catch me to slice me up for research? Then I will be doomed. I don't want to become the fish on the chopping board of those old guys.

However, I am now a core disciple after all. This identity is like a solid shield that should keep me safe.

Besides, the Lujiacheng incident was basically resolved peacefully. Zhou Chen was so stupid that he was about to burst into tears. Zhao Lei was also completely subdued by me and was included in the list. From this point of view, I basically have nothing to worry about now and can rest assured.

In this case, we must plan our future well.

I'm thinking that from now on, I will secretly draw on those guys' cultivation every night to refine the divine power beads. These divine power beads are good things. The more we have, the more confident we will be.

As the saying goes, if you have food at home, you won’t be worried.

During the day, just stroll around leisurely and enjoy the colorful world of the gods.

There is no need to rush to improve our cultivation. It won't be too late to make a breakthrough in five years when the time is right.

Having made up his mind, Han Changkong was full of high spirits and strode out of the cave with a heroic and confident look.

We have been in this divine realm for such a long time, and every day we have been either practicing or fighting and killing, and we have never spent any money seriously.

We have a lot of wish beads in our hands. These things are just sitting there anyway. It would be a waste if we don't spend them.

We have to have some fun today and let everyone in the God Realm know how powerful Han Changkong is. Not only is his cultivation level high, but his spending power is also domineering and unwavering.

Han Changkong was dressed in the ordinary clothes of an immortal cultivator, wandering leisurely like a wild crane in the prosperous streets of the God Realm that seemed to never end.

His heart and eyes were filled with the joy of having fun in the brothel, and he didn't care about his ordinary outfit at all.

He was humming an unknown tune, the melody of which ran farther than a wild horse, and his steps were so big that it seemed as if he could cover a thousand miles in one step, striding straight towards the Cui Yuxuan, which was famous and fascinated countless people.

As soon as he stepped into the vermilion threshold of Cuiyuxuan, the hustle and bustle inside was like boiling water, splashing straight into his face.

Han Changkong was looking around for a comfortable place to sit down when a burly, drunk man appeared in front of him like a mountain of flesh.

The big man's face was as big as a millstone, and the flesh on his face trembled with his breathing. There was arrogance and domineering in his eyes, as if Cuiyuxuan was his backyard and he was the local emperor who dominated everything.

He was wearing a gorgeous brocade suit, the material was so shiny that it hurt people's eyes, and it clearly showed his extremely wealthy status. Anyone who took a look at him could guess that he was a playboy who was not easy to mess with.

"You little bastard, are you blind? How dare you stand in my way!"

As soon as the big man opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol sprayed all over Han Changkong's face like materialized mist. His words were full of naked provocation, just like a mad dog biting around.

Han Changkong was originally imagining how he would have a good time in this brothel, so he had no time to chat with this drunkard. He turned slightly to the side, intending to slip past like a loach.

But the big man was not willing to give up. His hand, as big as a palm leaf fan, grabbed Han Changkong's shoulder with a "snap" sound, and pinched Han Changkong's shoulder like an iron clamp, causing pain.

"Want to leave? No way! Do you know who I am?"

Han Changkong frowned slightly, and there seemed to be two small flames in his eyes, and the displeasure in his heart suddenly bubbled up:

"I don't care who you are, stop messing around here or I'll use you as a fly swatter!"