The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend

“Is Jiang Ming related to you by blood?” the White Mane God King asked.

Han Wu shook his head. “Uncle Jiang had helped me in the past. I will never abandon him now.”

White Mane scoffed. “You truly are deeply affectionate, aren’t you?”

Xu Hai could clearly hear the jealousy in his tone.

Han Wu continued, “Please, Your Majesty, tell me what I must do to purchase Uncle Jiang’s contract.”

Han Wu knew that White Mane would name a price. Otherwise, he would not have raised the matter at all.

White Mane nodded. “The task is simple in concept but difficult in execution. I’ve ordered a batch of Angel Elixir from the Angel Civilization. Unfortunately, they are currently engaged in the 78th Holy War against the Demon Civilization and cannot transport the batch to me now. If you deliver the shipment to me, I will void Jiang Ming’s contract immediately.”

Han Wu frowned. While the Angel and Demon Civilizations weren’t as powerful as the Divine Civilization, they were still fairly powerful. Because of their opposing natures, the two civilizations were in a constant state of war.

Every Holy War between them shed vast amounts of blood. Anyone who got involved in it almost always suffered, since the opposing side would attack regardless of whom they supported. Remaining neutral was even more dangerous, as both civilizations would treat neutrality as hostility. Death was almost a certainty there.

Naturally, Xu Hai wouldn’t let Han Wu take such a risk. “Your Majesty Commerce God King, this mission is too difficult for my student at his current level.”

White Mane scoffed. “Too difficult? I’ve spent immense resources nurturing a single Major God, and your student took him away. That loss is substantial. If you don’t accept this mission, then return Jiang Ming to me, and I will leave immediately.”

“I won’t surrender Uncle Jiang to you,” Han Wu said gravely.

“So you will neither return him nor accept the mission.” White Mane scoffed again. “Are you trying to pick a fight?”

Xu Hai quickly stepped in. “Of course he’s not picking a fight.”

“Then offer me an alternative,” White Mane said evenly. “I’m a merchant. I don’t mind changing the mission if you can compensate me for the losses of the Angel Elixirs.”

Han Wu asked, “May I ask what is the total cost of the Angel Elixirs?”

“300,000 Divine Essence,” White Mane replied.

It was a staggering sum even for White Mane, who possessed the Commerce Jurisdiction, let alone for Han Wu and Xu Hai. Almost no one in the office had ever seen that much money before.

Although Han Wu had once handled 420,000 Divine Essence and had even used 190,000 to fortify his own Divine Jurisdiction, he was reluctant to touch the Blood Coliseum’s account again. After all, the funds did not belong solely to him. Also, the account had already dropped below 300,000 Divine Essence after his previous use.

“Could you lower the price further?”

Han Wu’s discount request only earned him White Mane’s sneer. “What do you think?”

The refusal was unmistakable.

Han Wu sighed. With no other option, he stepped straight into the trap White Mane had laid. “I can’t pay that much. I will head to the Angel Civilization and request the batch of Angel Elixirs.”

“Good. That suits your compassionate nature,” White Mane said coldly. “I will wait for my shipment of Angel Elixirs. If you fail, or if the elixirs are robbed during transit, I will punish Jiang Ming according to the contract.”

White Mane praised Han Wu’s bravery but didn’t expect Han Wu to return with the shipment. The Holy War between the two civilizations raged with brutal intensity. Even he couldn’t guarantee his own safety to withdraw from it, much less Han Wu, a mere Major God.

Han Wu nodded. “Very well.”

Although Han Wu accepted, Xu Hai felt a surge of panic at how quickly Han Wu had made his decision. Unwilling to risk Han Wu backing out, White Mane promptly took out a contract and handed it to Han Wu.

After reviewing the terms and confirming their accuracy, Han Wu pressed his fingerprints onto the document. The contract flashed and immediately bound both parties. Han Wu had to return within a month with the Angel Elixirs and deliver them to White Mane. If he failed, White Mane would bring Jiang Ming back.

Once the contract was finalized, White Mane promised to return in a month and left.

After seeing White Mane off, Xu Hai’s expression darkened. “Han Wu, how could you be so careless? The Holy War between the Angel and Demon Civilizations isn’t something you can step into so lightly.”

The words sounded like a reprimand, but his concern for Han Wu was unmistakable.

Han Wu sighed. “I won’t interfere in the Holy War. I am only going there to retrieve the Angel Elixirs.”

Xu Hai sighed in return. “Do you really think they will believe you if you tell them you have no intention of interfering? The angels and the demons aren’t that gullible.”

Unfortunately, the contract had already been signed, and Xu Hai’s lecture achieved nothing. Now he had to do whatever he could to help Han Wu survive.

Time was short, and Han Wu decided to leave that night. He had barely departed from Imperial College when Xu Hai sent him a message. He explained that he had an old friend within the Demon Civilization and hoped that his friend would be willing to help Han Wu on account of their past.

Along with the message, Xu Hai sent an item to Han Wu. It served as proof of his connection to that demon.

Han Wu took it out and noted that it was a sharp fang, its surface marred by stubborn stains. The demonic aura it radiated surprised Han Wu. From its purity, he could tell how strong Xu Hai’s friend was. The demon had to be as strong as a Major God!

“I hope you will be able to help me,” he murmured while inspecting the item. He then stepped onto the train that led to the border between the Angel and Demon Civilizations.