I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 597 - 434 The Real King Yama

However, there was no guarantee Zutuo could defend against him.

Only Zutuo and his two disciples retained their original expressions. Although their faces were pale, Xia Liang’s words did not elicit any further change. The three of them knew that Zutuo possessed a bizarre object from Southeast Asia—an evil talisman connected to his very bloodline.

Though it had no offensive power, it could protect Zutuo from almost any form of sorcery or black magic, preventing any attack from reaching him. The various spells Zutuo had just cast would have been largely ineffective even on himself. Therefore, after merely neutralizing the backlash he’d suffered, his complexion showed no further signs of improving.

On the other end of the line...

Staring at the mysterious monk in the video, He Youling couldn’t help but ask, "Master Xia, what exactly is going on? And who is this person?"

Seeing Zutuo on the screen, Xia Liang just chuckled. "This person is the culprit behind the ghostly encounters you’ve had these past few days. Because I helped you, he just tried to kill me. Too bad for him, he picked a fight with the wrong person."

"Why would he come after me? This old man hasn’t had a conflict with anyone in many years."

As soon as He Youling finished speaking, Zutuo’s voice cut in from the other side. He knew that if Xia Liang had his number, he must also know who had hired him. That was why he interrupted at that moment, preventing Xia Liang from revealing He Wei’s name.

"Take my life? Kid, you’ll probably need to cultivate for another thousand years. I don’t know how you withstood my last attack, but that doesn’t mean you’re more capable than me," Zutuo’s voice echoed.

"Oh?" Xia Liang laughed softly. "What makes you so sure I can’t kill you?"

Zutuo also laughed loudly, pulling open the collar of his shirt. Hanging around his neck was a palm-sized, humanoid object. It looked like a bizarre straw doll, crafted through some special method. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"You should be able to recognize what this is," Zutuo’s voice came through the phone, punctuated by another laugh.

His gesture was like a man telling a gunman that he was wearing a helmet and a bulletproof vest, advising him not to waste his effort. Being repeatedly defeated moments ago had been utterly humiliating. By revealing the straw doll, Zutuo hoped to deflate Xia Liang’s arrogance and regain some confidence. He also wanted to show He Wei that while he might have failed to deal with Xia Liang, it was a pipe dream for Xia Liang to think he could do the same to him.

I have no idea what the hell this thing is, Xia Liang thought. Perhaps some real mages or Daoist priests would recognize it, but Xia Liang was fundamentally different from them.

Nevertheless, Xia Liang did a quick divination to check the item’s origin. After discovering it was merely an artifact for deflecting sorcery, he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Seeing Xia Liang smile, Zutuo’s brow furrowed. "What are you laughing at, you naive brat?"

"I’m laughing at how naive you are..." Xia Liang’s smile vanished as he stared coldly at Zutuo in the video. "It doesn’t matter what you have or what preparations you’ve made. In less than a minute, you will die before my very eyes."

"One minute?" Now it was Zutuo’s turn to burst into laughter. "You can’t even set up an array in one minute. How are you going to deal with me?"

Xia Liang, however, just wagged his finger. "I never said I’d use any dark arts on you."

At the same time, He Youling and his son, standing beside Xia Liang, had a look of sudden realization. After Xia Liang’s explanation, they finally understood that a spectacular magical battle had just taken place right in front of them.

Now, it seemed Xia Liang was about to launch his counterattack.

"Then on what basis do you make such a claim? Do you really think you’re the reincarnation of King Yama?" Zutuo scoffed.

Xia Liang glanced at the time, the corners of his mouth turning up. "What King Yama can do, so can I. If I say you will die at the third watch, you won’t live to see the fifth."

Xia Liang slowly extended his right hand toward Zutuo on the screen.

Seeing this, Zutuo tensed up. But when he felt no change from the straw doll on his chest, he breathed a sigh of relief. The man hasn’t even used any magic, so how could he possibly kill me?

Xia Liang’s right hand, however, moved until it was positioned over Zutuo’s chest on the screen. He Youling and his son had no idea what Xia Liang was doing, why he had suddenly moved his hand so close to the phone and aimed it at the man’s chest in the video.

Watching Xia Liang’s actions, Zutuo couldn’t help but chuckle. Does this kid really think he can take my heart out through the screen?

In the next instant, Xia Liang’s hand in the video formed a claw and then abruptly clenched shut.

At that exact moment, Zutuo’s face instantly turned deathly pale. A ghastly aura of death enveloped him, and his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably. He slapped both hands to his chest and began pounding it frantically, as if a great weight was crushing him, preventing him from drawing a breath.

Witnessing this, the complexions of He Youling and his son turned grim. Though Xia Liang hadn’t laid a finger on them, their bodies trembled all the same. They both recognized what was happening to the man in the video—it was the classic sign of an acute heart attack.