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Chapter 347: Unexpected Change, Sweeping Victory!
🕑 Added 2024-11-08 13:03:39 +0000 UTC"How does the 'Divine Bridge Standard' work?" Qin Chuan asked.
"Ding! The 'Divine Bridge Standard' is based on the top level of the Divine Bridge Realm. The exchange rate with the 'Luchong Standard' is approximately 500,000. In other words, one Divine Bridge unit of 'Fated Value' is roughly equivalent to 500,000 Luchong units."
The system patiently explained.
"Why 'roughly' equivalent?" Qin Chuan immediately picked up on the issue. "What do you mean by 'roughly'? Are you going to just round off my balance at random?"
"Ding! Anytime exchange rates are involved, there will inevitably be fluctuations, just like inflation," the system confidently replied.
"Alright, I’ll trust you this once." Qin Chuan nodded, his previous life having been in finance.
Although his fate had ended much like a plummeting stock line—jumping off a high building with no recovery—he had once experienced great success, so he understood these financial concepts well.
"Ding! Now calculating based on the Divine Bridge Standard. The host has 11,002,000 Luchong units of 'Fated Value', converting to Divine Bridge Standard, the amount becomes 22 units after rounding."
The system explained in a serious tone.
"Wait, why are you rounding off? Are you sure this is the right way to calculate?" Qin Chuan frowned.
No financial system should ever casually round off a customer’s balance, not even a cent. That was common knowledge.
It was like accounting—if even a two-cent discrepancy appeared in the books, it would be a big deal and could drive an accountant crazy!
"Ding, uh..."
The system hesitated for a moment, seemingly caught off guard by Qin Chuan's question.
"Answer me. Is this the only way you can calculate it?" Qin Chuan sensed he had a valid point and pressed harder, his tone becoming more assertive.
After a brief silence, the system replied: "Ding! In fact, there are two methods for handling fractional amounts. The first is rounding, and the second is rounding up to the next whole number. Since the host didn’t specify, the system defaulted to the first method."
"I have a major problem with that!" Qin Chuan snapped. "Immediately switch it to the second method!"
"Ding! Based on the host's preference, switching to the second method. Your current balance is now 23 units of 'Fated Value.'"
The humbled system complied obediently.
"Now that’s more like it."
Hearing this, Qin Chuan smiled in satisfaction.
After spending so many years interacting with the system, he had realized that the system couldn’t always do whatever it wanted—it was bound by some kind of oversight.
And that oversight seemed to encourage him to challenge the system. There were many hidden perks in the system that he had to discover on his own.
In short, he needed to maintain a spirit of skepticism.
Although he wasn’t sure who created this system, it was clear that its purpose wasn’t to cultivate someone blindly obedient to it but rather someone with independent judgment.
The system was just a tool!
At this moment, Qin Zi was still in the midst of battle, and more 'Fated Value' was being credited to Qin Chuan’s account.
"Ding! Your son humiliated Bai Jie, a genius of the Divine Bridge Realm, earning you 1 unit of 'Fated Value.'"
"Ding! Your son humiliated Bo Sang, a genius of the Divine Bridge Realm, earning you 1 unit of 'Fated Value.'"
"Ding! Your son humiliated..."
After a while, his balance reached 50 units, but then something unexpected happened on the battle platform!
"Boom! Boom!"
Massive pillars of light shot into the sky from outside the platform, forming what looked like an enormous cage, enclosing the entire battleground.
These pillars of light served as the supports for a vast array of runes that spread across the sky, creating a magnificent formation that enveloped the area.
"You little brat, give me your life!"
Several powerful figures in the Heavenly Palace Realm shot into the sky, charging at Qin Zi, their murderous intent so intense it stained the sky red.
"Hmm?"
Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Qin Zi, throwing a punch forward.
"Boom!"
The overbearing power of his punch radiated in all directions, sending the Heavenly Palace experts flying, coughing up blood, their bodies nearly exploding.
"What are you trying to do?"
Qin Chuan coldly swept his gaze over the group.
"Hmph! What are we trying to do? We're here for vengeance! Your son carries the hatred marks of many sects, meaning he must have killed many of our fellow disciples. How could we not seek revenge for such crimes?!"
A middle-aged man sneered coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, over a hundred powerful figures emerged from the formation, clearly having prepared for this ambush.
"Heh, a group of Heavenly Palace experts and five in the Lingxiao Realm... do you think that's enough to challenge me?"
Qin Chuan sneered disdainfully.
"Although you possess strength rivaling the Jade Pool Realm, you shouldn’t underestimate others so easily! If we weren’t confident, why would we come here?"
The middle-aged man replied coldly.
"Then let me see just how confident you are."
Qin Chuan said calmly, showing no concern. With his current strength, these clowns weren’t even worth mentioning.
"You’ll see soon enough!"
The man sneered, then stomped his foot. Runes flashed beneath him, and the formation in the sky began to shine brilliantly. The hundred people in the array suddenly merged into one cohesive force.
"This is our 'Life and Death Formation.' Within the formation, all of our powers are combined, and any damage we take will be shared among all of us, reduced by a hundredfold!"
The man proudly explained.
"That’s it?"
Qin Chuan glanced at him with disdain.
"More than enough to crush you!"
The man sneered, raising a long staff high above his head before swinging it down toward Qin Chuan.
"Whoosh!"
The giant formation activated, concentrating the power of over a hundred individuals into the staff. The force behind the staff quickly swelled, transforming into a towering mountain that descended with a deafening rumble.
Under the weight of the staff, the clouds scattered like fleeing snakes, and the wind roared as if the heavens were being torn apart.
"A tiny grain of rice dares to shine?"
Qin Chuan raised his right hand and effortlessly blocked the attack, holding up the giant staff with nothing but sheer force!
"Boom!"
A deafening crash echoed as Qin Chuan’s right hand met the enormous staff, and the platform beneath his feet cracked and shattered into pieces.
Crack!
The powerful force from the staff generated a phantom image that continued downward, crashing into the earth below, flattening an entire mountain and creating a massive basin.
The power of this one strike was truly terrifying.
But Qin Chuan held the staff aloft with one hand, still floating in midair, completely unmoved.
What’s more, his body emitted a golden shield that enveloped Qin Zi behind him, ensuring he remained completely unharmed.
"What? He actually blocked it!"
Someone shouted in disbelief.
"Don’t panic. Watch me!"
At that moment, a burly man stepped forward, raising a massive black axe. Channeling the power of the formation, he brought the axe crashing down.
"Whoosh!"
The giant axe split the heavens, as if cleaving the very cosmos in two.
The ferocity of this attack made everyone’s hair stand on end. It felt as though anything standing in its path would be sliced apart.
Even a Jade Pool Realm expert would feel their scalp tingling!
However, Qin Chuan remained unfazed. He began to channel the ancient inheritance from the Creation Stele, moving his fists as illusory worlds materialized around him. These phantom worlds rotated like planets before fusing into his fist, which he then swung forward.
"Boom!"
The space in front of him exploded, disintegrating into countless particles of dust. The void rippled like soda shaken out of a bottle, bursting with chaotic energy.
"Clang!!!"
The collision between the fist and the axe produced an earth-shattering sound, causing many onlookers to feel their eardrums burst, as if their heads were about to split open.
Both attacks disintegrated at the same time.
"Let me handle him!"
Another figure stepped forward, preparing to strike Qin Chuan with a devastating blow.
But Qin Chuan sneered, "You’ve run out of chances!"
Whoosh!
In the next instant, two massive golden cymbals materialized out of thin air, one descending from the sky and the other rising from the ground, closing in on the group.
These golden cymbals were so immense that they completely encompassed the formation and everyone inside it.
"This is bad!"
The attackers’ faces turned pale, realizing they couldn’t escape—the formation was too rigid to allow for quick movement.
"Clang!!"
The two cymbals clamped shut, trapping everyone inside. In Qin Chuan's hands, a gigantic war hammer appeared from nowhere.
Whoosh!
He raised the war hammer high, and it rapidly expanded, crackling with lightning, before he smashed it down onto the golden cymbals.
"Boom!"
The thunderous soundwaves from the impact shattered the sky within a hundred miles, turning the entire landscape into rubble.
As for what happened inside the cymbals, it was unimaginable. The devastating soundwaves within the sealed space would be enough to drive anyone insane, or even obliterate their souls entirely.
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