Chapter Forty-N

Good heavens, he really doesn’t see himself as human, does he? Not even a dog is walked this way! He had originally planned to impress the King, so he gritted his teeth and spent extra magic power to catch up. But in the end, you tell me it was Nezha driving once he caught up?

Now Zhang Kui finally understood why Li Jing was so dismissive of Nezha. If his own son behaved like this, he’d surely beat him every day too!

“Was the sudden acceleration of the King’s treasure just now because you took over, boy?” Zhang Kui asked, frowning.

Nezha awkwardly scratched his head, feigning innocence. “Yeah, it was me.”

“You—” Zhang Kui was so exasperated at Nezha’s demeanor he could barely speak, pointing at him in frustration. If it were before, he would have lashed out, but then a thought struck him.

The King actually entrusted such a treasure to Nezha? That alone showed how much he valued him. Although the King always seemed indifferent toward Nezha, Zhang Kui, who had served by his side for so long, had already figured out his temperament. No matter what happened, whether he liked or disliked something, the King never showed it overtly. That was true cunning, the basic demeanor an emperor should possess.

“General Zhang, what do you think of the speed of my treasure?” Jiang Yuan asked with a mild smile.

Zhang Kui let go of his frustration with Nezha and turned to Jiang Yuan, clasping his hands in salute. “Your Majesty, I find your treasure... swift as the gods.”

Being a straightforward man, he wasn’t sure which words to use, so he simply blurted out what came to mind.

“How swift, exactly?” Jiang Yuan pressed, not letting the matter go.

“At full exertion, my Earthwalking Technique covers fifteen hundred miles a day. After reaching the Golden Immortal realm, my speed has improved even further. Among the Three Realms, I am already among the faster ones at my level, but during the chase just now, Your Majesty, I found myself struggling to keep up.”

“Especially toward the end...” With that, Zhang Kui shot a sharp glance at Nezha.

Nezha, seeing Zhang Kui’s gaze, immediately turned his head aside, avoiding eye contact. When he was speeding, he’d forgotten someone was trailing behind him.

“So this treasure is indeed remarkable,” Jiang Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Kui suddenly recalled something and looked curiously at the Lamborghini the two were sitting in. “Doesn’t such a treasure require considerable magic power to sustain?”

This question caught Jiang Yuan off guard. He, too, had noticed something strange: this thing didn’t require any magic power at all!

Normally, treasures needed magic power or spirit stones as their energy source to function. Zhang Kui asked because he assumed Jiang Yuan had unlocked Nezha’s magic, but Nezha’s magic remained sealed throughout, meaning even an ordinary person could use this Lamborghini!

That was terrifying—if a commoner got their hands on this Lamborghini, no one under the Golden Immortal realm could catch up, except perhaps someone like Zhang Kui, who specialized in the Earthwalking Technique. If it could be mass-produced, he could form an army, and conquering cities would become effortless!

Of course, Jiang Yuan was only fantasizing—he’d spent a hundred Tyrant Points to win this thing, and its true value was surely much greater! The key was, it didn’t even need fuel. If it did, it would basically be a disposable item, and he wasn’t about to start refining oil.

Seeing the King deep in thought, Zhang Kui didn’t press further. To make amends, Nezha piped up, “Magic power consumption?”

“When you were using the King’s treasure, didn’t you need magic power to sustain it?” Zhang Kui asked.

Only now did Nezha remember his magic power had been sealed by Zhang Kui. He retorted coldly, “How could I have magic power? That’s your doing!”

Zhang Kui ignored Nezha’s attitude and fell into contemplation. Was there truly a treasure that didn’t require magic power to operate?

He couldn’t answer that himself, so he turned to Jiang Yuan. After pondering a moment, Jiang Yuan decided to tell him the truth.

“This treasure seems not to consume any magic power.”

Was this the legendary perpetual motion machine? Jiang Yuan wondered.

This shocked Zhang Kui. He didn’t know about the law of conservation of energy, but he understood nothing came without a price. If the treasure didn’t consume magic power, what cost was the King paying?

He couldn’t help but worry. Magic power was the least valuable thing for cultivators—if such a miraculous treasure required no magic, the user must pay a greater price! How could Zhang Kui not be concerned? What if the King was trading his lifespan, or even the fate of the Great Shang?

“General Zhang, do not worry. Though I do not know why it requires no magic power, at least for now, it poses no harm to me,” Jiang Yuan explained.

“In that case, I am reassured. I only worry that it consumes something else, so if Your Majesty can use it sparingly, please do so.” Zhang Kui advised.

This left Jiang Yuan uneasy. Could it really have some adverse effect?

He didn’t believe in perpetual motion machines—if he told his physics teacher, he’d be pinned to the ground and scolded.

“Dog system, come out for a moment.”

“?”

“Tell me honestly, will this Lamborghini have any effect on me?” Jiang Yuan demanded.

“It will not affect the host in any way,” answered the system blandly.

“So it affects others?” Jiang Yuan was curious. If it did, that was someone else’s problem.

“In this world, everyone else is someone else,” he thought.

“No, it won’t.”

“Can’t you just say everything at once? What does it consume, then?” Jiang Yuan grew impatient.

“The host’s Tyrant Points,” the system replied solemnly.

“Damn! Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Jiang Yuan cursed under his breath.

“The host never asked.”

“Go play in the mud, dog system! How many Tyrant Points do I have left?”

Jiang Yuan felt the system was truly dog-like, always silently deducting his Tyrant Points!

He checked his balance—he still had thirty-seven Tyrant Points.

“Is the system keeping track to deduct them later?” Jiang Yuan muttered.

“The Lamborghini you drew comes with a ten-thousand-mile range, so don’t worry. After that’s used up, every hundred miles deducts one Tyrant Point!”

Oddly enough, Jiang Yuan felt relieved knowing the Lamborghini consumed Tyrant Points and not his lifespan.

Otherwise, it really would be a ghost ride!