Chapter 170: Train IG!

“We only want branding rights and financial oversight.”

“Team management, personnel appointments, and commercial partnership recommendations are all yours.”

“Additionally, if you enter the OGN League within a year, we add 15%; within two years, we add 10%! And if annual live-stream traffic conversion exceeds expectations, we’ll grant an extra 5% in profit-sharing rights.”

Xu Tao didn’t play games—he kept it real: “As for the exit mechanism, if the team fails to enter the LCK for two consecutive years, the…”

Ye Shaoyang nodded slightly. Controlling a soul meant controlling life and death—even more than that, it determined the soul’s ultimate fate, so he immediately believed Si Bao’s words.

Moreover, Lin Mu had no need to hide anything. Though many entered the Trial Grounds, those capable of slaying so many geniuses could be counted on one hand. In fact, without exaggeration, Lin Mu was the only one who had slain three geniuses.

Dozens of poison needles pierced his body at once, amplifying the agony of the deadly toxin by dozens of times. The excruciating pain forced Envy to let out a shriek, but the next second he immediately activated “Craving Drain” again, stripping away Shi Yuxuan’s vicious attack.

Thus, the birthday banquet ended abruptly. Yet this birthday party gave everyone a completely different understanding of Lin Mu’s identity as the divine chef.

According to Guang Dao Ren’s words, as long as the supply of supreme immortal stones was sufficient, the “Chaos” world could become a true world.

“Brother Hu, I know I deserve to die. But Brother Hu, can you promise me one thing…” After sitting frozen for a full half-minute, Liu Sange summoned his courage and made his final request to Zhang Hu.

Startled by the Twelve-Story Sword Qi, the chūn-ninja ignored everything else, stomped on the ninja beside him, used the recoil to leap backward, flipped mid-air, and climbed back onto the upper floor.

This had completely exceeded his expectations—yet it had happened right before his eyes. This ordinary-looking old man had directly challenged the power of his Iron Man armor—and had bested him.

“So my dad’s ranking is still pretty high…?” Fang Tianbao had barely finished speaking when he realized he’d slipped up—Jiu Ye was still beside him.

“Agree to my three conditions, and the Spirit Snake is yours!” Xiao Yao secretly rejoiced. Since this thing matters so much to you, not taking advantage would go against my nature.

Exactly as I thought: though the Vampire King still lives for now, his soul has already been reduced to a scattered state by the Soul-Shattering Sword’s damage. The only thing sustaining his mighty body is the blood that hasn’t yet drained away.

With these beasts holding the rear, they felt less worried. At least the mercenaries would have to eliminate these beasts before pursuing them. And more importantly, the mercenaries’ mission was to guard the poppy seedlings—they dared not chase them out.

The Mafia is occupied with matters right now; Mo Ye and Mo? can’t leave. Xu Nu has committed to attending the counter-terrorism summit; barring unexpected developments, new unfavorable policies will soon emerge, so they must stay for emergency preparedness.

At this moment, Huo Er appeared half-human, half-spider, with eight spider “legs” sprouting from her delicate back, trembling continuously as demonic energy surged relentlessly through the meridians along her spine.

“Chief, I request to fight!” After a moment, Heilong said to Xielong with unwavering resolve.

Sigh—this Wolf King of the War Wolves had just failed to see this point, getting chased and beaten all over the place.

Circumstances forced submission; Cheng Anya turned and walked away. Instant noodles? Fine—she’d eaten them before.

“We didn’t! We just bet on who’d leave first today—not to see you off. Hehe!” Fat Xuan waved her plump hands.