The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 735 - 329 The Decision of the Seven Martial Stars Clan_3

Chapter 735: Chapter 329 The Decision of the Seven Martial Stars Clan_3

For people at their level, having a cloned counterpart couldn’t be simpler.

The cloned counterparts usually slumber, only stepping in for them under special circumstances.

"I’m going in person."

"I’m going in person!"

By this time, these old fellows also understood that offending Qi Yuan was something one must absolutely avoid.

Sending a clone would be disrespectful to Mr. Qi.

...

On the bustling streets of Capital City, Qi Yuan was walking with his arm around Ningtuo... Oh, no, to be more precise, it was Goldfinch who was walking with him.

At that moment, Qi Yuan had a brick in his hand and a contemplative look in his eyes.

"I’ve always heard that in Capital City, if you randomly throw a brick, you could hit a bureau chief. I wonder if that’s true?"

Having rarely visited Capital City, he was quite tempted to test this out.

Goldfinch tilted her head and pondered, "Blood Bead, I think that’s quite difficult; there aren’t many people around us."

"Then let’s leave it to fate."

Qi Yuan, holding the brick, tossed it into the air.

This time he didn’t throw it hard, just a few tens of thousands of meters high.

Moreover, he even cast a Spell to ensure he wouldn’t kill anyone with the brick.

Even if the brick fell and hit someone, it wouldn’t harm them in the slightest.

"Let’s go and see who it hit," said Goldfinch excitedly, seeing the brick begin to fall rapidly; she clung to Qi Yuan’s arm, eager to see if they had hit a bureau chief.

"Let’s go, take a look," Qi Yuan was in a good mood.

It’s not often in life one has someone to join in their whimsical pranks.

The two swiftly made their way towards where the brick was landing.

At that time, the sun on the streets of Capital City was somewhat dazzling.

Many people looked up at the two suns in the sky and took pictures, checking in on social media.

Huang Weiming walked dispiritedly down the street with a black bag in hand.

Coming from a rural background, it took donations of eggs and sweet potatoes from the villagers to get him through a prestigious university.

Keep in mind, universities in Qin Yuan Nation are very expensive.

He worked hard, working jobs alongside his studies, and started a business right after graduating.

Luckily, his investment project developed swiftly.

In just five years, his company had a market value of ten billion.

At this time, he also began to repay his home village.

But who would have foreseen that his "small company" would catch the eye of a scion of privilege?

The privileged heir wanted to pluck the ripe fruits directly, and without any powerful backing, Huang Weiming was powerless to resist.

Various departments began to make things difficult for him, and partners started refusing to cooperate.

All in the name of getting him to sign the contract.

Once he signed, the company would no longer be his; he would become a worker.

Although the salary was high, he was indignant.

His plans to invest in his hometown had to be put on hold.

"It’s just too shameless, how could they be like this!" Deep inside, Huang Weiming felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

He was not like those immature youngsters.

He understood the necessity of making concessions.

After all, such things are common, usually losing a bit to eventually create a win-win.

But that second-generation member of the Mu Family... was too shameless, leaving him nothing after cleaning him out?

No sense of martial honor whatsoever!

How could he not be angry, even to the point of wanting to curse the heavens?

He looked up, eyes brimming with rage.

But in the next moment, the anger in his eyes turned to fear.

He saw an object resembling a brick falling from the sky, about to land on his head.

"Ah!"

Scared out of his wits, Huang Weiming screamed, unable to react in time.

At that moment, the brick landed on his head.

He was stunned.

Because... he wasn’t hurt at all.

Just then, a voice called out from not too far away, "Hey... are you a bureau chief?"