Chapter 544: Lord of the Five Great Universes

Man Dong Wang chuckled twice, rubbed his hands, and with a smiling face said, "Sir… Chu Yang, this inheritance site has traditionally been occupied by the capable. As you can see, we have all painstakingly cultivated to this second stage, and even several Venerables have passed the second stage and left, is that…"

He hadn't finished speaking, Chu Yang interrupted, "You mean I should hand over the inheritance to you?"

Man Dong Wang's face stiffened, and he quickly waved his hand, "No, no, no, that's not what I mean…"

"Then what do you mean?" Chu Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a half‑smile.

"The inheritance of the Demon‑Sound Divine General is very important to us; we can pay money to purchase…"

Man Dong Wang broke into a sweat on his forehead, stammered, "Or we could… we could exchange treasures! We have many treasures with us…"

"Yes, Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods, we can trade treasures; whatever we have, you may ask for!"

The fifty‑meter‑tall Ape‑like Venerable had clearly heard of Chu Yang's reputation, so calling him "King of Ten Thousand Methods" was no longer appropriate; he therefore addressed Chu Yang directly as "Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods."

When Chu Yang becomes the Master of the Universe, perhaps he will be called "Lord of Ten Thousand Methods."

"Oh?"

Chu Yang was slightly interested; these inheritances of the Demon‑Sound Divine General served only as a reference for him. Having now fully received them, a brief sorting will let him extract them.

The Kings and Venerables before him had tasted the marvels of this inheritance, of course they did not wish to abandon it completely.

Seeing that Chu Yang did not refuse outright, the thirty‑one strongmen sparked a glimmer of hope, and each produced a treasured item they had kept.

In an instant, all kinds of rare and exotic treasures filled the scene.

Chu Yang shook his head, "Gentlemen, these are not what I want!"

Indeed, the items the Kings and Venerables presented were mostly worth over a million Hun Yuan each, but they were of no use to Chu Yang.

"I want Insect Race corpses, and only those of Realm‑Lord level or above; the more, the better!"

Chu Yang quickly calculated a price in his mind.

The first‑stage 3,333‑step ladder, each step exchanges roughly a corpse worth a million Hun Yuan.

The second stage is pricier; each step requires ten million Hun Yuan.

The third stage is the most expensive; each step needs a hundred million Hun Yuan.

In fact, anyone who passes the first‑stage 3,333 steps already possesses invincible Crowned King strength; offering tens of billions of Hun Yuan is not especially difficult.

If the money is insufficient, they can first exchange a one‑ or two‑step inheritance, and after fully receiving it, purchase the next level.

The second‑stage inheritance is far more valuable; of course those who can reach this point do not mind ten million Hun Yuan.

As for the third‑stage inheritance, up to now only a handful of individuals have attained it.

Now this inheritance belongs to Chu Yang himself, equivalent to trading his own assets.

How he chooses to trade is beyond the jurisdiction of the Virtual Universe.

"Insect Race corpses?"

"Insect Race corpses?" Man Dong Wang was stunned, his hand froze, and the smile on his face solidified.

This request was indeed rather odd.

The others also exchanged glances; every treasure they carried was priceless. How could this Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods only want Insect Race corpses? On the outer‑world battlefield, countless Insect Race corpses are shipped daily to the Garbage Star Region; apart from a slight use to the Insect Queen Mother, they are virtually useless.

Yet the Insect Race has always been an enemy of the Human Race, how could they hand such corpses to the other side?

Could the Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods have a slave of the Insect Queen Mother?

He wants to forge an Insect Race army? Several Venerables have already guessed Chu Yang's intention.

These more than thirty strongmen each have certain backing behind them,

Chu Yang also intends to use their hands to collect Insect Race corpses for himself; after all, producing Dut Insect Race is costly, and relying on Tak alone makes it hard to amass the desired quantity quickly.

If this path is opened, it will become a road to wealth; think of how many Crowned Kings and Venerables exist in the Human Race—if even one‑tenth, no, even one‑hundredth, one‑thousandth of them purchase, it would be an astronomical sum.

Once the operation is smooth, it will earn more than auctioning islands on Earth! "Insect Race corpses… Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods, may I ask how many Insect Race corpses are needed to exchange for a piece of inheritance?"

In their view, Insect Race corpses are like garbage; the immortal‑level ones are a bit better, most are formed of divine power, but the Realm‑Lord‑level Insect Warrior corpses are essentially useless! If one day someone tells them they can use this garbage to exchange top‑grade treasures, few would believe it. Of course, this is from the perspective of these Crowned Kings and Venerables; for those who have not yet reached immortal level, such as a Realm Lord or Domain Lord, a Realm Lord's Insect corpse still holds some value.

"I have prepared a list, marking the quantities for exchange!"

"In the next ten years, I will wait for you at the headquarters of the Virtual Universe Company on the continent!"

"After ten years, I will also dispatch my subordinates to handle this transaction!"

Chu Yang flicked his hand; thirty‑one pale‑gold cards spun and flew toward the crowd, tracing elegant arcs in the air before landing steadily in each strongman's hand.

The cards detailed the number of Insect Race corpses required for each inheritance layer, as well as Chu Yang's contact information in the Virtual Universe.

Upon receiving the card, Man Dong Wang's eyes widened, staring at the numbers as if reading a celestial script.

He swallowed, then asked with difficulty, "Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods, does this… does the third‑stage inheritance really require a hundred million Hun Yuan worth of insect corpses per layer?"

Chu Yang gave a slight smile, his tone casual, "Clear pricing, no deception to young or old."

The Garbage Star Region can generate nearly ten trillion Hun Yuan worth of Insect Race corpses daily; over many years the accumulated amount is already astronomical.

Man Dong Wang imagined that soon countless strongmen would rush there to buy Insect Race corpses, and the price of this worthless thing would surely rise.

"Venerable of Ten Thousand Methods, since that is so, I will go prepare the Insect Race corpses!"

After speaking, Man Dong Wang instantly teleported away from the spot.

"Ha ha, I'm going too; my senior brother is one of the heads of the Garbage Star Region. I'll go purchase a batch of Insect Race corpses and maybe get a discount; perhaps my senior brother will even thank me!"

"You have a senior brother there? I have disciples there as well! I'll send a message to him, ask him to set aside a hundred billion Hun Yuan of Insect corpses for me; this time I want to buy a thousand portions!"

……

Soon, all thirty‑one strongmen teleported away.

Chu Yang watched the hurried silhouettes disappear, a faint, barely perceptible smile curling at his mouth.

These people are truly impatient.

Chu Yang slowly turned, his gaze fixed on the vast starry cosmos; a spark of brilliance flickered in his deep eyes. A portion of his consciousness slipped into the Virtual Universe, and Tak's figure appeared silently behind him, respectfully asking, "Master, everything is proceeding smoothly."

"Hmm!"

Chu Yang replied lightly, "Then we just wait for the show to begin."

He paused, then added, "Contact the merchants of Hongmeng, get them to start operating, raise the price a bit; those sages don't lack money, so let them bleed a little."

Tak's face showed a sly grin: "Hehe, master is wise; these fat sheep, we'll slaughter them whether we like it or not."

In the Virtual Universe, news about the inheritance of the Vast Law Sage spread like a virus.

Countless strongmen went crazy over it; Insect Clan corpses, previously ignored as "trash," became a hot commodity overnight.

The person in charge of the Trash Star Region was swamped; every day countless strongmen came to purchase Insect Clan corpses, and the price kept soaring, multiplying more than tenfold in just a few days.

"One hundred billion Mixed Yuan units? Why don't you go snatch them!"

A King‑bestowing cultivator shouted at the person in charge of the Trash Star Region, "Just a few days ago it was ten billion, now it's ten times higher—this is looting the fire!"

The person in charge replied helplessly, "Sir, I have no choice. Demand for Insect Clan corpses is huge now, so the price naturally climbs. If you refuse to buy, there are still plenty of people lining up behind you."

The King‑bestowing cultivator fumed, blowing his beard and glaring, yet could do nothing but grit his teeth and buy.

Similar scenes kept playing out in the Trash Star Region; countless strongmen, desperate to obtain the Magic Sound Divine General inheritance from the Vast Law Sage, were willing to ruin themselves.

What once required a huge price to secure an inheritance slot now only needs a few Insect Clan corpses.

Some King‑bestowing cultivators without channels even went to the extradimensional battlefield, caught an Insect Clan legion and beat it up.

The goal, of course, was to obtain their corpses.

This led to a phenomenon: in recent times the Insect Clan's losses have surged sharply, with large numbers of legions being wiped out daily.

After forming formations, Insect Clan legions are indeed strong, but they can't withstand the surprise raids of peak‑level King‑bestowing invincibles. Before a formation even forms, a massive slice is cut down—how can they regroup?

Apart from the Insect Clan Mother Empress who keeps some legions nurtured inside her own inner world, the scattered Insect Clan legions have suffered heavy damage.

Even the Universe Master Minglian intervened, finally ordering the remaining Realm‑Lord‑level Insect Clan warriors to shrink their front lines to avoid being divided and shattered.

Those Realm‑Lord‑level warriors and the Insect Clan Mother Empress temporarily withdrew.

Chu Yang had no idea that his impromptu trade plan would cause such a massive upheaval.

Even if he had known, he would still have encouraged it.

Time rushed by; five of the ten years had already passed.

In the Virtual Universe.

"Tak, how many Insect Clan corpses have we received in the past year?"

"Reporting, master, about three trillion Mixed Yuan units of Insect Clan corpses have been delivered; I have already sent them all to Longna's side!"

Chu Yang nodded.

At Longna's speed, roughly two months is enough to produce a King‑bestowing invincible Dute Insect that fuses combat genes.

The later the stage, the faster the speed, but even at this pace a huge amount of time is still needed for gestation—unavoidable.

Unless Chu Yang obtains a time‑accelerating artifact that can speed up the flow of time, allowing Longna to breed rapidly.

……

Chaos City, the City Lord's residence.

The Lord of Chaos City stared at the message sent by Guiyi and fell into a daze.

"That junior disciple, without even going to the extradimensional battlefield, has already caused turmoil over there!"

"But many senior executives of the Virtual Universe Company are already jealous of him, and I have to clean up his mess!"

The Lord of Chaos City smiled helplessly; he knew Chu Yang's purpose for the Insect Clan corpses, but swapping them for the Magic Sound Divine General inheritance was—quite reckless!

During this period, many senior executives proposed that Chu Yang hand over the Magic Sound Divine General inheritance to the Virtual Universe Company; even if a trade is made, it must go through the Virtual Universe Company.

The Lord of Chaos City understood their motives perfectly—they were simply envious of Chu Yang's harvest.

Earning over a hundred billion Mixed Yuan units daily, even though it's Insect Clan corpses, the sheer volume is unstoppable.

"That's truly enviable!" The Lord of Chaos City suppressed the proposal and declared: "Demon Mountain still has an Ice God General inheritance; whoever can snatch it away can be just like Chu Yang!" Instantly all dissent fell silent—if they had the ability, they would have taken it already; the protest was nothing but jealousy.

A moment later, the Lord of Chaos City entered the Virtual Universe and conferred with the universe masters Icebound, Darkness, Dragon Walk, and Lord of the Abyss, recounting Chu Yang's situation.

"You mean our junior disciple took the Demon Mountain world's inheritance and used it to trade for Insect Clan corpses?" The Dragon Walk master frowned slightly; he had been in seclusion lately and was not very clear on the Virtual Universe Company's affairs.

In principle, the Demon Mountain inheritance is a human‑owned treasure; it was kept in the Demon Mountain world mainly to serve as an excellent training realm, and now that the inheritance is gone, the realm has lost half its purpose.

Only the Ice God General inheritance remains.

If others did this, the Dragon Walk master would surely be angry, but Chu Yang is a junior disciple of Chaos and the others.

The Virtual Universe Company has five universe masters; three are direct disciples of the Primordial Ancestor, one is a disciple's disciple, and even the Dragon Walk master has received the Primordial Ancestor's grace.

"Indeed!" Chaos nodded, "Chu Yang approached me not long ago; now he already possesses the power of a universe overlord. When he ascends to Sage, he will surely rival a universe master!"

"If sacrificing a training realm to gain a universe master, it's not a loss at all!"

The Dragon Walk master fell silent, taking this as acceptance.

In the Virtual Universe, any decision that receives the nod of these five is essentially settled.

Icebound and Darkness had no objections; instead they became interested in the Insect Clan Chu Yang intends to cultivate.

"Chu Yang has amassed so many Insect Clan corpses, surely it's enough for him to create a million‑immortal army, right?" Icebound asked in surprise.

"I asked him, and his answer was that it's far from enough!"

"I, as a junior uncle, hope you won't go astray; after all, these are merely auxiliary means—no matter how strong, they're still external!" Darkness shook his head and said. (End of chapter)