Chapter 2684: It's Not Easy Being a Good Person
Although the Bose Clan was warned by Qian Li and managed to escape in large numbers, there were still plenty of Bose warriors who fell into the hands of the Carbon Alliance!
Nailuo struggled to open his swollen eyes.
(#థ)3●#) "You three... save me!"
Now Tianli and the others were in a bind. The other Bose warriors could still be reluctantly sacrificed if necessary.
But the problem was Nailuo—he was the master of a Creation Realm, a figure of no small importance!
If they didn't rescue him, there was no telling what kind of trouble Jiangnan would cause. After all, he had already pulled off absurd stunts like the Starry Sky Hercules Cup.
Who knew if a jelly pudding carnival might be next?
But if they did negotiate a trade, given Jiangnan's lion's-mouth appetite, even if the Bose Clan went bankrupt, they might not get him back!
Jiangnan raised an eyebrow.
(๑◔◡◔ิ) "What's the matter? You want to leave him to die too? Of course, it's your choice. I don't really care whether I make this money or not."
"Even if you don't trade, with so many Bose here, carving their horns into beads would be excellent. After taking the horns, I can let my Underworld brothers have some fun~"
With that, he looked at Nailuo, his eyes full of displeasure.
(￢～￢〃) "Tsk~ What's with that horn of yours? It looks crooked, doesn't it? Let me adjust it for you."
He pulled out a small fire jar and aimed it straight at Nailuo's horn.
Nailuo was terrified.
(#థ)口●#) "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Stop! Stop it!"
He had just witnessed Gu Qiong being sucked away; heaven knew what would happen if that jar was used on him.
But he couldn't stop Jiangnan at all.
Amid Nailuo's screams, Jiangnan tried a few times and finally pulled off both of Nailuo's horns.
However, he didn't confiscate them. Instead, he placed them in the middle of Nailuo's forehead, one above the other, and reattached them.
(͡°͜ʖ͡°)✧ "Hmm~ Sure enough, having them centered looks much better. Hey, why do they look so familiar?"
Nailuo: (#థ)益●#) !!!
Damn it with "centered"! Change them back! Put them back where they were!
Do you know why they look familiar?
Because that's exactly how rhino horns are arranged!
[From Nailuo: Resentment +1009!]
[From Nailuo...]
Tianli and the others broke out in a cold sweat. So this was how Jiangnan moved horns?
Was this also the method by which Jiang Ning had risen from a lower clan to an upper clan?
What kind of fire jar was that?
Even Qian Li narrowed his eyes. So that was how it was done?
If the Bose Clan could master such a technique, there would be no more lower clans in the clan!
Obtain it! They must obtain it!
He now had one more reason to kill Jiangnan.
Jiangnan didn't care. He was no longer deliberately hiding his methods.
He had hidden them before because he lacked the strength to contend with the entire Bose Clan.
But times had changed.
Jiangnan was now the master of the Carbon Alliance, the center of the storm in the Starry Sky, holding a third of the discourse power in the starry sky.
From any angle, he was already an undeniable big shot of the starry sky.
He no longer feared negotiating with any force, not even a direct head-on collision.
Naturally, there was no need to hide his methods anymore.
Jiangnan grinned.
(˵¯͒↼¯͒) "Be quick about it. Name your price. Better give me one I'm satisfied with."
Nailuo struggled frantically.
(#༎ຶ)3●(#) "Save me! Or else Jiangnan will put my horns on my butt!"
Jiangnan's eyes lit up.
(*ﾟﾛﾟ) "Good idea!"
Tianli's face turned even darker. He was about to speak when Lang Mu stepped forward.
(✡･ˇ_ˇ･) "Alright! We'll trade! Not only will we exchange our Bose hostages, but we'll also exchange the Matter Alliance hostages!"
At this, the entire venue erupted in uproar.
Even Gu Qiong and Xian Guo were stunned.
Was the Bose Clan being this generous? Actually giving the Matter Alliance a hand?
Gu Qiong glanced at Gang Xiu—look at them, then look at you.
Jiangnan was shocked.
∑(°口°๑) "You guys have that much money? Can you afford it? What, are you going to pawn off your own ancestors to me? Truly a filial piety to make everyone laugh!"
[From Qian Li: Resentment +1009!]
Even Tianli grew anxious. Are you trying to bankrupt us?
It's enough to trade for our own people! Why are you worried about the Matter Alliance?
Who knows what astronomical price Jiangnan will demand?
Lang Mu sneered. "Of course we can afford it. But the terms might not be what you expect."
"Don't you want the slave races? Release all the hostages now. I will immediately unseal the sacred seals of all eighteen Star Martial races and hand over the Star Ruins to humanity as part of the deal."
"If you don't release them, every three minutes, I will wipe out one of the eighteen Star Martial races. There are eighteen of them. No worries, you have plenty of time to think it over."
"Starting from this moment, the countdown begins!"
The smile on Jiangnan's face gradually faded.
Yakeli's eyes turned bloodshot. "You damned bastards! Go to hell!"
Wang Youzhi immediately raised his hand.
(ꐦﾟ口ﾟ)ﾂ "Hey, hey, hey! Isn't this against the rules? Wasn't the dispute limited to the Sea of Star Embers battlefield?"
"What do you mean by making a move outside? If this is allowed, then I'll just take the ancestor legion and blow up your home planets!"
Lang Mu sneered.
(✡≖↼≖) "Against the rules? Where? Those servant races are the assets of the Bose Clan. It's perfectly reasonable for us to destroy our own assets."
Now Tianli, Tiffany, and the others' eyes lit up.
Lang Mu was good!
Right! There was this trick!
To the Bose Clan, losing eighteen servant races was nothing. They held far more than that in their hands.
Wasn't humanity after these races? What about that crappy Star Project?
If they wanted them, they could take them!
And even after unsealing the slave marks, those servant races would still be loyal to the Bose Clan.
After all, in the eyes of the Bose Clan, servant races were just dogs they raised, and dogs only recognize one master.
If someone else took them away, they might bite.
It might even cause trouble for humanity later. This move was brilliant!
At this moment, the Star Martial legion suppressed within the Styx River was in a frenzy, roaring and trying to break through the Underworld Clan's hold.
They would rather die fighting than bear the wrath of their gods.
Wu Kuang was sealed in blood crystals, but now his entire body glowed with a golden light. The blood crystals began to decay and crack.
He forcibly broke free, but a group of Underworld warriors rushed over and firmly restrained him.
Still, Wu Kuang roared unceasingly, his eyes nearly splitting.
"No! No! Don't abandon us! We can still fight! We haven't lost yet! We are still useful to you!"
"We will uphold the divine decree and fight until the last moment of our lives! Please do not unleash the wrath of the gods! I beg you! I beg you!"
Jiangnan didn't even glance at Wu Kuang. Instead, he smiled.
(๑⁼◡⁼) "That might be the funniest joke I've ever heard. The eighteen Star Martial races are your people. To me, they are enemies."
"And you want to kill them to threaten me? Have you lost your mind?"
"Do you really think I'm some kind of bleeding-heart saint? The pile of trash you people have killed doesn't even come close to what I've done."
"If you want to kill them, go ahead!"
Lang Mu grinned. "Jiangnan, don't pretend. If I really make a move, you'll have no place to cry."
"The entire starry sky knows you value loyalty. You once dared to charge into the Angel's lair and go head-to-head with a Star Devourer for a nobody."
"When the eighteen Star Martial legions attacked, you didn't kill a single one. Isn't that because you want to save them? If you don't save them, all their clansmen will die. And their deaths will be because you stood by."
"Aren't you determined to save all slave races in the starry sky? Aren't you the one who wants to hold an umbrella for the weak? You've saved so many slave races, and now the eighteen Star Martial races are right in front of you. You could save them but choose not to. That will be your fault."
"What will the other slave races think of you, Jiangnan? Let me give you some advice: it's not easy being a good person! Since you chose to be good, you have to see it through!"
In that moment, the starry sky fell into dead silence.
Yakeli wished he could rush up and tear Lang Mu apart.
This bastard!
But impulsive actions wouldn't solve anything.
In the Group Star Chaos Army, many glared at Lang Mu with hatred.
Yang Jian's brows were tightly knit.
This was a tough situation. From an emotional standpoint, the eighteen Star Martial races needed to be saved. Jiangnan wasn't the kind of heartless person who could watch their clansmen all be slaughtered without batting an eye.
But if they did that, it would mean losing the initiative in this game.
Even if they handed over the hostages, there was no guarantee they'd get back the eighteen Star Martial races.
And the Bose Clan would have a stranglehold on them with this point.
If later they said, "If you attack us, we'll kill the slave races," what would Jiangnan do?
Then all deaths of slave races would be blamed on Jiangnan.
Whether to retreat or not became the biggest question.
Jiangnan said flatly, "Let me reiterate: Sherry is not a nobody. She is my friend."
Lang Mu sneered. "Who the hell cares? You have one minute left. Which race should we unleash the God's Wrath on first?"
"Let's go with the Divine Martial race?"
Wu Kuang: !!!
"No! No! I can still fight! I can still fight! Let me die, but let them live!"
Jiangnan was annoyed by the shouting. He turned and cursed, "Shut up! What's the use of just shouting?"
Lang Mu said leisurely, "What? Did I hit a nerve? Are you losing your temper?"
Jiangnan glared. "I told you to shut up! And you're still talking?"
He then punched Nailuo in the stomach, turning him into a human shrimp shape.
Nailuo's eyes bulged, and he spewed out chunks of jelly. He couldn't even catch his breath and nearly died on the spot.
But he still managed to force out,
(#இ)ཀ●|||) "I didn't say anything... I've been good! It was him! He said it!"
Before he could finish, Jiangnan slapped him across the face again.
Grabbing his shoulders, Jiangnan launched a furious series of kicks to Nailuo's crotch.
A rapid "crackle" of explosive sounds rang out as Jiangnan's feet blurred into shadows.
As he kicked, he roared.
(งᵒ̌皿ᵒ̌)ง⁼³₌₃ "Ahhh~ So mad! I'm so mad! Kick you to death! I'll kick you to death!"
Nailuo's face turned green. He felt like he was being turned into a pauper.
(#ଵ)ཀ●#) "He said it! He said it! Why are you hitting me? Hit him! Hit him!"
[From Nailuo: Resentment +1010!]
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