Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

At this moment, the chief looked at Ding Hao with eyes full of respect. This young man had a mysterious identity, he must have some kind of treasure that could defend against mental attacks.    

    

Such a treasure was very special. In other words, it was very likely that he was a disciple of a big family. Perhaps, this young man had gone out to train.    

    

After pondering for a moment, the chief said, "Kill all these people. My identity has been exposed. If they return, all the people in the village will suffer."    

    

Ding Hao nodded and said, "Then these people can stay behind."    

    

Hsing Yuhai and the others had frightened expressions on their faces. At this moment, Ding Hao was like a god of death in their eyes. They could die at his hands at any time.    

    

"No, you can't kill me. I am the young master of the Xing Family. All of you will die!" Hsing Yuhai shouted with a ferocious expression on his face.    

    

"Since you have the intention to kill, then you should have the awareness to be killed. You want to kill everyone in the village for your own personal gain. Your death is not to be regretted." Ding Hao said in a flat tone.    

    

After saying that, Ding Hao slowly approached Hsing Yuhai and the others. His Qi suddenly increased. He took out a dagger from the middle aged man's pocket. Then he moved and waved the dagger in his hand casually.    

    

Ding Hao looked like he was collecting wheat. Hsing Yuhai and the others quickly fell to the ground. Hsing Yuhai only had regret and regret in his heart. If he had sent people to find out about the situation in the village earlier, he won't lose his life.    

    

After doing all of this, Ding Hao's eyes swept across the people on the ground. His pupils contracted slightly. Although he looked calm on the surface, it was the first time he had killed so many people. His heart was still somewhat shocked.    

    

After that, Ding Hao turned around and walked towards the village chief.    

    

The village chief sized up Ding Hao with his eyes. An apologetic expression appeared on his face as he said, "Sorry, I misunderstood you earlier. I thought you had the same goal as them."    

    

"That's nothing, but I didn't expect you to be an Innate Stage Expert. No wonder you looked at me with disdain." Ding Hao said slowly with a playful expression.    

    

After hearing Ding Hao's words, the chief's face turned awkward. After seeing Ding Hao's strength today, he knew that he was just a joke in the eyes of this young man.    

    

"I'm letting you see a joke." The chief's face turned slightly red as he spoke in an embarrassed manner.    

    

"These people should have quite a lot of valuable things on them. You guys can go and loot them." Ding Hao said indifferently.    

    

The villagers were excited. These people were all experts of the Xing Family. There must be a lot of valuable things on them, but they hesitated and looked at the village chief.    

    

"Since Young Master Ding said so, all of you can go." Yes, the village chief said.    

    

The villagers quickly thanked Ding Hao, then they walked towards the corpses of Hsing Yuhai and the others.    

    

After a while, Hsing Yuhai and the others' clothes were in a mess. When Ding Hao saw this scene, he couldn't bear to look at them directly. These people were even more brutal than he had imagined.    

    

"Cough cough... Can't you all be more reserved?" The village chief coughed a few times and spoke when he saw how frenzied the villagers were.    

    

"Village chief, each of them has at least a few taels of gold on them. We are rich now." One of the villagers said excitedly.    

    

"Useless, just a few taels of gold is enough to make you so excited!" The village chief swore.    

    

But very quickly, the village chief's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked, "You said that everyone has it on them?"    

    

"Yeah, is there something wrong with it?" The villager said in puzzlement.    

    

The village chief looked suspicious and said, "Did they dig a gold mine?"    

    

"Gold mine?" Ding Hao muttered.    

    

"That's right. As far as I know, ordinary Xing Family experts only earn one tael of gold a year. How could they possibly carry a few taels of gold with them?" The village chief explained.    

    

"Interesting. It's not polite to not reciprocate. After we return to the village and pack up, we'll go to the Xing Family to collect the debt." Ding Hao's eyes lit up as he slowly said this.    

    

"Collect the debt?" The village chief was surprised and puzzled.    

    

After everyone had collected Hsing Yuhai and the others' belongings, a black clothed middle-aged man handed a ring and the spirit grade brush to Ding Hao.    

    

"Young Master Ding, this is something from the Hou Tian warrior. We only found a ring with exquisite patterns and this spirit level magic treasure." The name of the village said.    

    

"Other than that magic treasure, there is only one ring?" Ding Hao asked suspiciously.    

    

At this moment, the village chief looked at the ring in the villager's hand with an excited expression on his face. He said, "This is an expensive Storage Ring. The things on the other people's bodies added up are not as expensive as this Storage Ring."    

    

"Is this little thing that valuable?" Ding Hao asked doubtfully.    

    

"You can see what's inside the first drop of Blood Essence on it." The chief's eyes lit up as he said.    

    

The villager handed the Storage Ring to Ding Hao. After Ding Hao received the Storage Ring, he used the dagger to cut a small hole on his index finger. After that, he dripped a drop of Blood Essence onto the Storage Ring.    

    

After a while, Ding Hao felt that he had established a spiritual connection with the Storage Ring. A consciousness entered the Storage Ring.    

    

After that, Ding Hao's eyes shot out a bright light, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.    

    

"Village Chief, since I have this Storage Ring, I will give this Spirit Brush to you." Ding Hao said in a flat tone.    

    

When the village chief heard Ding Hao's words, his expression changed, and he quickly shook his head and said, "This Spirit Brush is too expensive. A low spirit grade treasure's market value is at least 20 low grade Spirit Stone."    

    

"It's fine, I'll just give you a low spirit grade treasure. If you insist on not giving it, then I'll throw it away." Ding Hao said faintly.    

    

Seeing Ding Hao's firm attitude, the village chief hesitated for a moment and still accepted the spirit pen. He quickly thanked Ding Hao.    

    

"You are actually an early Houtian expert." Shen Yue who was standing at the side suddenly walked over and said. She had a surprised look on her face.    

    

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Do you think my appearance is very cool?" Ding Hao said with a proud expression on his face.    

    

Shen Yue was slightly stunned when she heard Ding Hao's words. Then, she let out a bell-like laugh and said with a sneer, "I thought that the geniuses were all arrogant and aloof. I didn't expect you to be such a joker."    

    

Ding Hao's face revealed an awkward expression. He coughed a few times and said, "That's all. Let's hurry back to the village."    

    

After that, everyone returned to the village with the excitement of surviving the disaster and collecting treasures.    

    

In the evening, the village was decorated with lanterns and ribbons. It was as if it was the new year. Everyone in the village went to the front of the village chief's house to have a feast.    

    

That night, the village was filled with a joyous atmosphere. After everyone was full, they laid down on the ground and fell asleep.    

    

Ding Hao's consciousness once again entered the Storage Ring, his consciousness casually sweeping through the space.    

    

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