Chapter 523 -523-You Reap What You Sow

Chapter 523: Chapter523-You Reap What You Sow

When the God Realm powerhouses heard Daniel’s conditions, humiliation immediately appeared across their faces.

But there was nothing they could do.

They silently exchanged glances.

In each other’s eyes, they saw the same humiliation and fury.

Even Tyrn Oracle-grade, who had merely been listening from the side, could hardly bear to hear it.

He could not help complaining inwardly.

Faustus Oracle-grade was simply too ruthless.

The God Realm had existed for an incredibly long time, and its accumulated foundation was naturally enormous.

If all of its treasuries were combined, the amount of resources and wealth contained within them would probably be terrifying.

Once those resources and wealth were taken away, it would become almost impossible for the future powerhouses of the God Realm to make any meaningful progress.

Even ordinary cultivation would require them to depend on someone else’s goodwill.

Worse still, they would be forced to abandon the homeland where they had lived since birth and move into some Secret Realm they had never even heard of.

Who knew how dangerous that Secret Realm might be?

What if it contained countless deadly regions?

And even if they paid an enormous price and successfully established themselves inside the Secret Realm—

Seventy percent of everything they obtained afterward would still have to be handed over to Faustus.

Faustus would not even need to do anything.

He would simply sit back and receive an enormous supply of resources for free.

Meanwhile, the God Realm would be the one risking lives and fighting desperately, only to keep thirty percent of what they earned.

Every condition in the first option was unbelievably harsh.

Under normal circumstances, no one would ever agree to something like this.

Tyrn Oracle-grade could only sigh inwardly.

Still—

When an entire race was standing on the edge of extinction, even the harshest conditions were probably far better than the second option.

For any race, the two most important things were survival and development.

At the very least, choosing the first option would not completely sever every possibility for the Godkin to survive and grow.

Tyrn’s eyes flickered.

The truly vicious option was undoubtedly the second.

Turning the entire Godkin race into Daniel’s slaves for three million years.

Three million years!

As long as Faustus wished it, he could use those three million years to completely sever the inheritance of the Godkin race and bring the entire species under his control.

They would become nothing more than his puppets.

It might be called a three-million-year term—

But in reality, it could become permanent at any moment.

The Godkin themselves surely understood that trap perfectly well.

After all, they had once been experts in this exact sort of thing.

They had done similar things to plenty of other races in the past.

So if they were smart, they would definitely choose the first option.

At least that way, they could preserve their race.

Tyrn Oracle-grade saw the situation clearly and had already guessed their answer.

Sure enough—

The God Realm powerhouses barely needed to think.

"We choose the first option."

They did not beg.

They did not bargain.

Because they understood that they had completely lost the qualifications to negotiate.

The fact that Daniel was even offering them conditions could already be considered a mercy.

Otherwise, with a single thought, Daniel could simply wipe them all out.

He would not even need to give them a choice.

Daniel nodded with satisfaction.

"Good."

"I’ll give you some time."

"Bring me every resource contained within your treasuries as quickly as possible."

"If I discover that any of you have hidden even the slightest thing from me..."

"Don’t blame me for being ruthless."

...

The God Realm powerhouses did not dare delay.

They immediately turned and left.

They did not fully understand Daniel’s methods, so naturally none of them dared hide anything.

If they were discovered, the consequence could be the extinction of their entire race.

Given the choice between preserving resources and preserving their people—

Naturally, they would choose their race.

Daniel watched them leave.

Then he turned toward Tyrn Oracle-grade.

"Now it’s our turn, Tyrn Oracle-grade."

Tyrn Oracle-grade suddenly felt goosebumps rise all over his body.

After seeing how Daniel had treated the Godkin, even his voice began trembling.

"O-Oracle-grade Faustus..."

"What do you want to do?"

In the past—

Tyrn Oracle-grade had only heard rumors about Daniel’s style and methods.

He had also heard of Daniel’s many terrifying battle achievements.

But now that he had personally witnessed Daniel handling matters—

He felt chills run down his spine.

This man was practically someone who devoured people without even spitting out the bones.

Tyrn had no idea what Daniel intended to do to him.

But it probably would not be anything good.

Daniel blinked.

"You’re afraid of me?"

"No..."

Tyrn instinctively wanted to deny it.

Then he swallowed.

"Yes."

He wanted to act tough.

But he simply could not.

Daniel said casually,

"Contact the Myriad Worlds Alliance."

"Tell them you fought me and were captured."

"If they want you alive, they’ll need to bring resources in exchange for your life."

Tyrn Oracle-grade stared at Daniel in stunned silence.

This—

Was this kidnapping?

Extortion?

And he was extorting the Myriad Worlds Alliance, a faction backed by high-tier Oracle-grade powerhouses?

Worse still—

He was saying all of this directly in front of the hostage!

Seeing truly was believing.

"Oracle-grade Faustus..."

"You’re even more outrageous than I imagined."

Tyrn Oracle-grade did not know whether to laugh or cry.

If this was not arrogance, then what was?

He himself was still the "hostage."

Was it really polite to discuss his ransom directly in front of him?

"What if I refuse?"

Tyrn Oracle-grade asked.

"Then I’ll carry your head to the Myriad Worlds Alliance myself."

Daniel’s voice turned cold.

"You’re welcome to gamble on whether I’ll actually do it."

Hiss—

Tyrn Oracle-grade drew in a sharp breath.

Gamble?

What kind of damn gamble was that?

Who in their right mind would gamble their own life on another person’s mood?

Tyrn Oracle-grade could only obediently take out his communication treasure and report the situation exactly as Daniel demanded.

Once he finished, Tyrn gave a bitter smile.

"An Oracle-grade powerhouse should arrive shortly."

Daniel nodded.

Then he asked,

"A Tier-4 Oracle-grade should be worth at least a few innate tribulation treasures, right?"

Tyrn Oracle-grade rolled his eyes.

Just how little did this bastard think he was worth?

He was Oracle-grade!

Tier Four, no less!

...

The Godkin Oracle-grade experts soon handed over their treasuries.

Daniel looked at the Godkin’s accumulated wealth—

Eighteen entire treasuries.

Even he was somewhat surprised.

The quality of the treasures stored by the Godkin was not particularly impressive.

That was understandable.

After all, their strongest expert, the Divine Emperor, had only been Tier-5 Oracle-grade.

Naturally, they would not possess too many truly supreme treasures.

But the sheer quantity was staggering.

Eighteen treasuries.

The total resources contained within them were already comparable to half of Grand Oracle Sophis’s lifetime accumulation.

One had to understand—

Grand Oracle Sophis had been a mighty T8 powerhouse.

Naturally, a faction like the Godkin could never truly compare with a T8 existence.

Yet for their accumulated wealth to equal roughly half of everything Grand Oracle Sophis had possessed was already astonishing enough.

It showed just how much wealth the God Realm had plundered and accumulated throughout its countless years of existence.

But now—

Everything countless generations of Godkin powerhouses had risked their lives to obtain over innumerable years had fallen into Daniel’s hands for free.

One could only say—

The affairs of the world were unpredictable.

Fortune changed hands in turn.

There was no such thing as a powerhouse who could remain invincible forever.

Unless—

They were an existence like an Eternal Supreme Saint, someone who had already transcended the limits of the universe itself!

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