1288 This... Is How Wang Teng Does Things! (2)
"You're stubborn." Wang Teng weighed the Lightning Slap forming in his hand and moved it over Swait's head, as if he was trying to find the most suitable spot to strike.
"What are you doing?" Swait's expression changed. He felt the pain in the back of his head, which was clearly caused by something, then realized what it was when he got a clear view of it.
Huo Qiya's mouth twitched when he saw this. There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity welling up in his heart.
"Don't worry. You won't die." The Lightning Slap glowed with lightning and continued to magnify in Swait's eyes.
Bang, bang, bang…
Swoop! Boom!
The dull sounds were accompanied with slight roars of thunder as the attack landed on Swait's head.
Big bumps appeared on the shiny bald head, which started swelling up at a visible speed.
His body was still twitching.
"Bastard!
"Wang Teng, you will die a terrible death~
"Stop!
"Sob…"
Swait was yelling in the beginning, but it gradually transitioned to whimpering. He couldn't even speak clearly in the end.
He was deeply humiliated and was wallowing in despair. He was even doubting his life in the end.
Wang Teng is not human!
Swait's men had ugly expressions as they shouted, "Wang Teng, you have a death wish. Aren't you afraid of the Third Prince for treating Sir Swait like this?"
Alas, they were surrounded by five thousand martial warriors and didn't dare to move.
Wang Teng ignored them and continued hitting for a while longer. He reckoned it was enough when he noticed that Swait was exhaling more than inhaling, and felt that the anger in his heart had dissipated considerably.
Very good, my mind is clear.
Round Ball was speechless, with its mouth wide open.
This was a direct offense!
He didn't even leave any room to maneuver.
This… is how Wang Teng does things!
Wang Teng looked at Huo Qiya and the others, then issued an order, "Lock him up and wait for someone to retrieve him."
His deputies were still reeling in shock. They snapped out of it after hearing Wang Teng's voice and replied in haste, "…Yes!"
Their eyelids were twitching when looking at Swait's appearance.
Jira and the others looked at Huo Qiya with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
The latter was the only one who had enjoyed a similar treatment.
They remembered how Huo Qiya looked just as miserable when he was sent back.
Now they finally knew how he got those wounds.
It had to be really painful!
F**k!
What's with their expressions?
Huo Qiya felt aggrieved and wanted to curse. However, he chose to keep it in, considering that Wang Teng was present.
Swait and his men were quickly detained.
The dozen or so martial warriors saw their boss' state and gulped their saliva. None of them dared to raise their voices anymore; they didn't even dare to look at Wang Teng.
Wang Teng then collected the attribute bubbles dropped by Swait.
Dragon Blood Battle Physique*500
Constellation Force (Fire)*4500
Celestial Realm Spirit*1200
Cosmos Realm Enlightenment*1500
Fire Ultima*2400
…
Swait's attribute bubbles weren't bad; they increased Wang Teng's stats by a good margin.
This was especially so for the Dragon Blood Battle Physique. The five hundred attribute points increased his numbers considerably.
Dragon Blood Battle Physique: 1800/10000 (first-rank)
This stat was only at the first-rank. Once he combined it with his divine flames, its power became much stronger than that of many of the Parkers' talents.
"Thank you everyone, for speaking up for the sake of our Tiger Strike Force today. I am very grateful." Wang Teng went around cupping his fists after collecting the bubbles.
"Commander Wang Teng, you're too polite. It was but a small gesture."
"That group was going too far. We couldn't stand it."
"Yes yes. We are all martial warriors of the military; we can't let them bully us."
…
No one expected that Wang Teng would personally offer thanks; they were a little flattered by this.
The young commander exchanged some polite remarks and said a few more words before the onlookers gradually dispersed.
The whole event would be inevitably retold; more people would know about it.
It would be impossible to cover things up, even if the Third Prince wanted to.
Wang Teng returned to the Tiger Strike Force's camp and didn't go out again.
The whole Tiger Strike Force needed to rest and recuperate after that battle. Wang Teng also had to process his gains.
He had also kept in mind that he would be helping the Devouring Nihility Beast to construct a Nine Treasures Pagoda.
He had already experienced the pagoda's strength when fighting with vampire apparition.
The apparition's spiritual attack was easily suppressed by the artifact, not moving even one bit.
Being a talented vampire, would Tourbe have a weak spirit?
Definitely not!
It could only mean that the Nine Treasures Pagoda was too powerful!
That was why it was paramount to make another.
If one pagoda wasn't enough during battle, the second one would enter the stage.
Just thinking about it made him feel a little excited about his cheats.
Forming the Nine Treasures Pagoda a second time was much easier. After all, he had prior experience, and the two God Hammers were still available. He didn't have to visualize from scratch.
Another point is that the Devouring Nihility Beast's consciousness was extremely vast and strong. Wang Teng could create it without being as cautious.
The thought made the beast's clone feel deeply resentful.
A day later—a huge Nine Treasures Pagoda was quietly floating in the creature's consciousness.
Wang Teng and the beast clone appeared at the same time and gazed at the new pagoda. They were amazed.
"I'm a little jealous," Wang Teng said.
The second pagoda was even larger than the one he had!
No wonder the Devouring Nihility Beast was a Universe Behemoth.
Even if he was cheating, it would still be incomparable.
"You and I are one. What's mine is yours, right? What's there to be jealous about?" said the creature, caught between laughter and tears.
"Hahaha, makes sense." Wang Teng was in a good mood.
Two Nine Treasures Pagoda!
The creator of the Buddha's Sutra probably would have never imagined that someone could create two pagodas!
Wang Teng returned to reality and walked into the bathroom, preparing to wash up.
Making the second pagoda wasn't painful at all, since the one suffering was the beast, not him.
However, it still entailed hard work, as it consumed a lot of spirit. He decided to take a bath and relax.
Bathing alone was too lonely, which didn't fit his current status.
Wang Teng released Cao Jiaojiao, handed her a towel and ordered, "Wash my back."
"…" Cao Jiaojiao was finally released, but the man had actually ordered her to serve him. Veins were popping on her forehead; her pretty face was flushed with anger.
"Hurry up. You're a bit daft for a maid," Wang Teng urged as he lay on the side of the huge bathtub.
In the end, he didn't use an enchantment on Cao Jiaojiao.
That move would be too lowly for someone of his rank and status.
It was interesting to educate people.
Either way, Cao Jiaojiao had a spiritual mark and couldn't resist. He wasn't worried about her doing anything wrong.
She took a deep breath and glared at the young man's back as she stepped forward to wash him.
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Half an hour passed. Wang Teng walked out of the bathroom, with a blushing and resentful Cao Jiaojiao in tow…
The hero was in a good mood. He suddenly remembered about the National Military Medal, so he logged into the virtual universe to check.
A pile of information appeared soon after.
He browsed carefully, and his eyes became increasingly brighter!
The benefits of the National Military Medal could be summed up in two words—special privileges!
That's right, special privileges!
The National Military Medal represented privileges in various fields of the Great Qian Empire, such as education for his children, purchases of important supplies, and official appointments. One would have certain preferential treatment.
From a certain point of view, the National Military Medal had more privileges than his Baron title.
For instance, his descendants could enter the highest institutions of the Empire to study without any assessment. Even a baron's descendants would have to pass assessments to be enrolled.
Some important supplies couldn't be purchased, even using his nobility status. That would change with the medal; he would be able to buy things directly from the Empire.
Being a baron might not grant you opportunities to become an official, but you could definitely get a good position after being awarded the medal. Of course, this was only applicable to the medal owners and not their descendants.
That was the difference.
In addition to this, there were various other privileges. Such treatment was simply too good.
He couldn't help but feel happy after going over the information. The National Military Medal was the true symbol of status!
