The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao)

Chapter 742 Ying Yang Cultivator

Young Master Duan and Manager Wang both chuckled.

Even the waiter who was responsible for serving the dishes stared at them coldly.

Being targeted by the devilish Young Master Duan was like being singled out by a demon; the ending

would only be tragic for the other person.

“Are you kidding me, Young Master Duan? A ten-dollar bill?”

Chen Hao couldn’t quite figure out where Young Master Duan got his courage and confidence from.

Was it because he had the help of the cultivator dressed in the black robe standing beside him?

“Yes, ten!”

Duan Shao reconfirmed.

“Sure, I’ll give it to you for that price, but I have another condition!” said Chen Hao with a smile.

“What’s the condition?”

“If you can sacrifice the lives of your family along with the price, I’ll sell this fly whisk to you for ten. This

deal can’t be any more fitting for you, Young Master Shao!” said Chen Hao.

“Hehe, very well. To be honest, I did not believe my master when he said that you were not an ordinary

person. It turns out that you’re indeed a very extraordinary individual, and that was why I chose to

spare your dignity. However, since you’re not afraid of death, I have no choice but to let you bleed a

little!”

Young Master Duan put down his teacup after finishing his sentence.

Boom!

Instantaneously, the man in the black robe dissipated into a black mist in the air. He circled in the air at

a lightning speed before landing beside Shen Piaopiao.

When he appeared once again, his hands were strangling Shen Piaopiao’s neck.

Throughout the entire process, Chen Hao did not move an inch.

“Grandpa, master, save me!”

Shen Piaopiao was terrified.

“Hahaha!”

Young Master Duan stood up and applauded as he chuckled. He glanced at Chen Hao sneeringly.

“How was that, Chen Hao? Did you witness the power of my master? If it wasn’t for me not wanting to

kill you, you would’ve been the one strangled just now. Of course, as long as I want to, your life is in my

hands!”

“This is the difference between people like you and me, which you will never be able to achieve.

Therefore, hand me the fly whisk and leave immediately, because you are as tiny as an ant in the eyes

of a powerful cultivator.” Young Master Duan shook his head.

“That’s right, all of you look so shameless right now. You think that you’re one hell of a great just

because you have money? Know your place! Take the ten-dollar bill, hand us the fly whisk, and leave.

Otherwise, I’ll make sure that you die right here in Ji Province!” rebuked Manager Wang, who was

standing at the side.

The Young Master was a King in his eyes.

“Cultivator? I get it now. Are you acting so arrogantly because you have a cultivator by your side,

Young Master Duan? Has it ever crossed your mind that this cultivator you have been relying on is not

formidable at all, Young Master Duan?” asked Chen Hao with a smile.

“Hahaha, did you say that he’s not formidable?” Duan Feng held his stomach and laughed out loud.

“Yes, he’s not really that formidable. Just like what you said earlier, not only is he weak, but he’s as tiny

as an ant!” Chen Hao nodded slightly.

“That’s enough, Chen Hao! Stop acting. Are you trying to scare Young Master Duan with this tactic of

yours? Keep dreaming on, fool. It has been a while since we last met; indeed, your cultivation base has

improved, but your IQ is getting worse. You’re still as foolish as ever!”

At this moment, the man in the black robe finally uttered sneeringly.

“The others might know nothing about you, but I know you very well. Hence, there’s no point for you to

continue acting. Death is waiting for you patiently!” said the man in black robe as he strangled Shen

Piaopiao.

This old man could call out his name in such a manner, and based on what he said, it seemed like he

knew Chen Hao’s past like the back of his hand.

“Did we know each other back then? I don’t think so. There were only true cultivators among my

previous circle of friends!” said Chen Hao, surprised.

“Hahaha!”

For some reason, the man in the black robe, Young Master Duan and the crowd laughed out loud when

they heard what Chen Hao had said.

“Why would I call you a fool if I didn’t know you? Moreover, I did not expect you to act so calm and

composed. Why are you still putting on a show when I’ve already exposed your stupid little act?”

“Would you like to know who I am? I’m only afraid that you’ll be shocked to the core when you learn

about my identity!” said the man in black robe with a satisfied smile.

Chen Hao looked at the sneering Young Master Duan. He then glanced at the man in the black robe

once more, who was smiling sarcastically. He did not understand why they were laughing.

Anyhow, the man in the black robe seemed to have a rough tone in his voice. Chen Hao wasn’t using

his Golden Vision, so he had no idea who the person was.

However, Chen Hao didn’t see the need in using his Golden Vision because of the old man.

“Yes, I would like to know!” Chen Hao nodded.

“Hahaha! Watch carefully then. I’ll show you who I am!”

The man in black robe looked up and chuckled, taking the black robe off his head.

An old man appeared before Chen Hao, his face was half black and half white—just like Ying Yang.

He cackled loudly.

Duan Feng walked over while looking at his master with a smile.

“You didn’t expect us to meet again this way, did you, Chen Hao? Did my appearance startle you?” The

old man laughed.

Chen Hao’s eyelids twitched slightly.

“Indeed, I didn’t expect this at all. I’m very astonished, because this person standing here right in front

of me should have been dead. I killed you in the An Ling Primeval Forest!”

Chen Hao was feeling doubtful.

This old man was Uncle Jiu. He appeared in the Southwest Region back when the Fang family was still

in existence. He had tracked Chen Hao down all the way to An Ling and tried to kill him, but was killed

instead.

Unexpectedly, he was still alive and had gained vital energy along the way to become a cultivator.

That was interesting.

Chen Hao was extremely surprised.

The cultivating vibe that he had wasn’t Inner Energy or magic; his cultivation was down-to-earth and

real.

“Haha, I know what you want to ask me! You want to know why am I not dead, and how I’ve become

the world’s strongest cultivator. I even have my own title now!”

He was still chuckling. There wasn’t anything in the world that could make him feel as satisfied as he

felt right now.

“Yes, I’m very curious as to how you managed to come back alive, as well as how you were exposed to

the realm of cultivation. This is a realm that is impossible to achieve! Besides, what’s your title right

now?”

Chen Hao nodded. He felt ridiculous that this man, who had supposedly died back then, now knew

more than what he knew.

“I would say that I was fated to get into this adventure. Back then, I was indeed killed by you, but a

heavenly thunder struck my body unexpectedly. Up until this day, I still do not know what happened. I

did not turn into ashes, and I even got to keep my soul will. Soon after, I regained control over my own

body, and it started changing miraculously from that moment on!”

“Do you know what Nirvana rebirth is? This is exactly what it is! I used to pursue the realm of Inner

Energy, and I thought that it was the most supreme form of all. Haha, I did not expect to gain vital

energy after I was struck by the heavenly thunder. At that point of time, I thought that I had become

immortal, hahaha! Oh, it feels great to be able to tell you this story now!” said the old man.

Chen Hao smiled. “Why did you think that you were immortal after gaining vital energy?” © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“At that point of time, I knew absolutely nothing about it. I only realized that I became a cultivator after

meeting several of them thereafter. I even have an exclusive title for myself. Every cultivator in this

world is highly ranked, and naturally, they have supreme and honorable titles for themselves. As for

me, I’m known as the Ying Yang Cultivator!”