My Special Ability Is Perfect Replication Chapter 177 - Killing a Level 8, Settling the Score

Chapter 177 - Killing a Level 8, Settling the Score

Five hundred times the gravity was already Ah Fu's limit, and when it suddenly increased to six hundred times, how could Ah Fu hold on?
He fell splat onto the ground as blood flowed out of his seven orifices, clearly seriously injured!
"How... How is that possible?"
Everyone from Grandpa Yang to every single Arcanist bodyguard was stunned as all of them wore a look of disbelief.
"Ah Fu... lost?"
"Isn't Uncle Fu a Level 8 Arcanist? Why isn't he Ling Jiu's match? Ling Jiu is only a 17-year-old boy!"
It was shocking!
It was frightening!
Plus, it was unacceptable!
At that moment, the Yang family fell all the way from heaven to hell. They were full of confidence earlier as they had a Level 8 Arcanist in Uncle Fu, and taking down Ling Jiu was just a matter of time.
But right then...
The cruel truth told them it was nothing more than their imagination.
"This b*stard is actually stronger than Ah Fu! Damn it, damn it all!"
Grandpa Yang trembled slightly, and no one knew whether it was angry or shock, but regardless, a wave of shock had indeed been set off in his heart.
A Level 8 Arcanist was the strongest existence that he could come into contact at his level, yet the former was no match for Ling Jiu. How strong was Ling Jiu?
"So that's all to it for... a Level 8 Arcanist."
Ling Jiu stood high and mighty as he calmly looked at Ah Fu who was crushed onto the ground.
"Perhaps, you are no true Level 8 Arcanists. For Arcanists like us, which of us had not fought against the Direbeasts in the wilderness?"
"And you... you shirk inside the Yang household, bending your backs all day long like a slave. So you only have the level, but not the strength. So even if you are a Level 8 Arcanist, you are also the weakest sort!"
Ah Fu wanted to refute, but the moment his mouth moved a little, blood sprayed out of his mouth. Where would he find the strength to refute?
"You b*stard! Let Ah Fu go!"
After a brief moment of shock, Grandpa Yang slammed his cane on the ground as he roared. "This is the Yang house, not a place for you to go wild!"
Ling Jiu glanced at Grandpa Yang and ignored him as he continued to look at Ah Fu. "You have four different Arcanas: Fire Manipulation, Thunder Manipulation, Gravity, and also Memory Wipe. The person who erased my mother's memories back then was you, right?"
"Glughhhack..."
Ah Fu opened his mouth and spat two more mouthfuls of blood.
"If that's the case, die!"
As Ling Jiu said that, he waved his hand, and a dimensional blade suddenly shot out, slashing across Ah Fu's neck in an instant, decapitating him.
Yes, Elemental Form.
Any Level 8 Arcanist could perform Elemental Form inside their Arcana Field. When converged, one was in solid form, and when split, one was in elemental form.
Once someone took an Elemental Form without any fixed body, one could ignore all physical attacks.
Sadly, under 600 times the gravity, all of his cells throughout his body had been subjected to a harrowing gravitational force, and he could not even turn elemental.
"Uncle Fu... died?"
There was nothing but deathly silence in the Yang family hall.
Everyone looked at Ah Fu who had just had his head lobbed off as an endless fear and despair appeared in their hearts. Ling Jiu had killed Ah Fu, what about them then?
Would Ling Jiu let them go?
"All right, the executioner is dead, and now's the main culprit's turn!" Ling Jiu looked at Grandpa Yang. "Yang Guangzhao, tell me, what should I do with you?"
"B*stard! Kill me if you dare!"
With a menacing look, Grandpa Yang said, "I only rue the fact that I was soft-hearted back then and did not order your death, that I brought such a calamity upon the Yang family today!"
"Still unrepentant even at death's door." Ling Jiu shook his head. "What's the point of people like you living anyway, aside from wasting resources?
"However, for my mother's sake, I won't kill you. Nevertheless, I will deprive you of the very thing you hold dear!"
As he said that, Ling Jiu looked at the six brothers of the Yang family. "The Yang Group shares should be equally distributed among you six brothers, right?"
"Ling Jiu, what do you want?!" the eldest son yelled in a low growl.
"I'll let you keep your worthless lives in exchange for the Yang Group's shares, how about that?" Ling Jiu said.
He did not care about few assets held by the Yang Group, but he knew that the Yang Group was founded by Grandpa Yang. It was his lifeblood and the lifeblood of the entire Yang family.
Taking away the Yang Group was tantamount to taking everything away from Grandpa Yang, and to take everything away from the Yang family!
Grandpa Yang would definitely go crazy!
"You want to take the Yang Group?"
The expression of the eldest son of the Yang family changed dramatically. "That's impossible!"
"Don't want to? Then die!"
Ling Jiu grabbed the air and instantly lifted the eldest son up into the air. "I may have chosen not to kill Grandpa Yang, but his sons may not have the same privilege."
The eldest son of the Yang family was grabbed into the air, and he found it difficult to breathe as he felt the fear of death. He had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had never experienced this before.
So, he was so scared that he wet and soiled his pants as he fearfully said, "Spare... Spare me! I'll hand over my shares, so please spare me!"
"Wouldn't it have been easier if you had agreed in the beginning?" Ling Jiu casually tossed him aside, and then looked at the other five. "How about you lot?"
The five other Yang brothers looked at each other, and finally nodding together.
"What a bunch of spineless wimps!"
Ling Jiu sneered. "No wonder your old man would rather put the company in my mother's hand instead of handing it over to you lot. A total waste of space, you lot are!"
As he said that, Ling Jiu looked at Grandpa Yang again. "I'll send a lawyer over to sign the transfer contract in two days. I hope you will know what to do, and don't let me make a second trip here! Should that happen, even I won't know what will happen."
As he said that, Ling Jiu left with Xiaotong and Ling'er. Looking at their leaving figures, Grandpa Yang's fury struck his heart, as he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight onto the ground.
"Father!"
"What's wrong, Father!"
"No good! He's not breathing!"
"Ambulance! Call an ambulance!"
...
"Brother, didn't you go a little too far just now?" Xiaotong could not b.a.r.e it and said while seated in the maglev airship.
"Too far?"
Ling Jiu shook his head. "They have wronged us for far too long. If not for mom, I would have just wiped them out."
"But the Yang family is mom's family, and that old man is still our grandfather after all. Mom will definitely be sad if she learns that we've done this." Xiaotong sighed.
"Grandfather? You take him for a grandfather, but he takes you for a b*stard. We could do without such a grandfather!"
Ling Jiu shook his head. "As for mom, I'll explain things to her."
"All right then!"
Xiaotong nodded.
Speeding along the way, the three soon returned home. The moment she saw the three came back, the mother opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but ultimately, she did not say anything.
She had always felt very guilty. In her words, she had no power or right to interfere with any decisions made by Ling Jiu and the girls.
"Xiaojiu, what did you do at the Yang household?" Ling Tianci saw through his wife's struggles and asked with a growl.
"Nothing..."
Ling Jiu simply went through what happened.
While Yang Su said nothing upon hearing this, she was finally relieved. She was really worried that Ling Jiu would slaughter the entire Yang household out of anger, and that was something she did not wish to see.
Now this was the best possible outcome, as for the killed Yang Yuting and Uncle Fu, they were insignificant.
"Xiaojiu, you went a little too far!" Ling Tianci said.
"Dad, don't you hate them?" Ling Jiu curled his lips and asked in confusion.
"Of course, I hated them in the past. I hated your grandfather and everyone in the Yang family. But when your mother came back, I put away all of the hatred in my heart!"
Ling Tianci looked at his wife, with his eyes full of tenderness. "Compared to your mother, all those grudges and grievances were nothing!"
"Hubby!"
There were tears in Yang Su's eyes.
"Stop crying!"
Ling Tianci wiped away his wife's tears. "From now one, we will live a good life as a family of five, and let the past grudges and grievances just disappear into the wind."
"Yeah!"
Yang Su nodded hard.
"What about the shares of the Yang Group?"
Ling Jiu asked again.
"There's no need for the Yang family's stuff!"
Ling Tianci snorted. "Besides, do you even care of that bit of stuff from the Yangs?"
"Yes brother, didn't you say that your bank balance is more than 10 trillion? Is it that necessary to care about the Yang family's assets?" Ling'er said.
"Ten tri-trillion?"
Ling Tianci and Yang Su were shocked as Ling Tianci asked again, "Son, your total net worth has exceeded 10 trillion?"
"Why shouldn't it be?"
Ling Jiu smiled faintly. "In order to buy you some of the treasures of heaven and earth, I sold off a few things. My total assets just increased to beyond 10 trillion along the way."
"Of course, I don't really like money all that much. It's just numbers after a certain point, and it's rather meaningless."
...
Ling Tianci's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a while. He had worked hard every day, barely sleeping at all, and after half a year of hard work, his company had just begun to make a profit.
Ling Jiu, on the other hand, got his total assets to exceed 10 trillion just by selling a few stuff. Was he really not as good as his son?
"Look at you, still competing with your son!"
Seeing her husband's abnormal expression, Yang Su could not help but laugh and scold him. "Shouldn't you be happy that your son is doing better than you? Why the drooping face?"
"I am happy!"
Ling Tianci forced a smile. "However, Arcanists are just really a money-earning machine, almost like just picking up money from the ground.
"If one could run a company until the scale of the Yang Group it is already a great achievement, but Arcanists are different, once an Arcanist had reached a certain level, their money earning speed is faster than printing cash!" Yang Su sighed.
"Honey, how about we try to hunt Direbeasts in the Wilderness?"
Ling Tianci said excitedly. "I used to dream of becoming an Arcanist in the past, but unfortunately, there was no helping it back then. Now that I've suddenly become one, I want to experience the thrill of hunting Direbeasts!"
"I'm also very interested!"
Yang Su nodded again and again. In fact, she had also yearned for the life of an Arcanist. She used to slog hard for the Yang Group in the past, but now she was finally free.
...
Ling Jiu and his two younger sisters looked at each other and laughed.
In this era, becoming an Arcanist was everyone's first choice. As for those who ran their own business, it was a useless move for those who could not become one.
Ling Jiu was supportive of his parents becoming Arcanists. It was at least better than being stuck running a company, and once they were stronger, they would have the power to protect themselves.
"Since you want to be Arcanists, give it a try then!"
Ling Jiu took out an electronic card. "This is my ID card. With this, you can log into my Pangu account and purchase the Arcana manuals, treasures of heaven and earth, weapons, transportation, protective gear, elixirs, and more!"
"How could we do that?"
Ling Tianci shook his head like a rattle. "Keep it for yourself, your training now would require lots of resources. We cannot take them!"
"Dad, you're overthinking things!"
Ling Jiu laughed. "My training method is rather special, and ordinary treasures of heaven and earth are basically useless for me. I was a bit worried that I couldn't spend all of those contribution points in my account, now it's all right as you two can use them!"
This was the truth.
He was now absorbing Dark Bio-energy, and the treasures in the company mall really did not help him much. So, rather than letting the contribution points sit in his account and rot, might as well let his parents put them to good use.