US Dollars!

Ten billion US Dollars! That's over sixty billion Yuan!

Though an Innate Grandmaster is indeed powerful and holds a terrifying status, money can make ghosts grind the millstone. In the face of a massive reward of over sixty billion Yuan, there would definitely be people willing to take action!

And there would be many such people!

This Qin Heng, is he really so ruthless?! Terrifying! Truly terrifying!

The surrounding classmates stared in disbelief, looking at Qin Heng as if he were a ghost.

Damn, this guy is loaded! Being rich really does let you do anything you want!

"Qin Heng! You'd better think this through!" Du Cheng stared fixedly at Qin Heng, panic evident in his eyes. He hadn't expected Qin Heng to dare do such a thing!

With the Daqin Group's financial power, they are undoubtedly capable of this. Under the onslaught of money, it's highly likely that the Du family of Runan will be utterly obliterated! There's no shortage of masters in this world who need money. Even if there are none in China, there are still other countries! But for a mere mundane wealthy family to dare publicly offer a bounty for the Du family of Runan—a Martial Dao family with a legacy spanning hundreds of years, one that had even produced a Saint?! Madness! Utter madness!

"I've thought it through very clearly," Qin Heng said, standing with his hands behind his back and a casual chuckle. "How many Innates does your Du family have? Including you, two? Three? Even if there are four, it would only be forty billion US Dollars, just over a hundred billion Yuan. That's nothing to me, yet enough to wipe out your Du family of Runan."

In reality, it's impossible for the Du family of Runan to have four Innate Grandmasters. Qin Heng wouldn't even need to spend a hundred billion Yuan to destroy the Du family! For such an amount, Qin Heng wouldn't even need to touch the Daqin Group's assets. The many companies and family fortunes he personally controls would be more than enough.

"Qin Heng! You're asking for death!" Du Cheng was seething with rage, hissing through clenched teeth, "You can't do this! Are you determined to have an unending feud with my Du family? You'll become the public enemy of all Martial Dao families in China!"

Using mundane wealth to put bounties on members of Martial Dao families, even if it could annihilate one such family, would inevitably provoke the hostility of the others. After all, compared to mundane people, the Martial Dao families considered themselves part of the same community and naturally felt a sense of solidarity. That was why wealthy mundane individuals had never dared to act as Qin Heng was now. For this very reason, people from Martial Dao families generally disregarded mundane wealth.

What Qin Heng was doing now was tantamount to breaking the rules. And for those who broke the rules, the Martial Dao families' usual response was to make such a person—disappear!

"Let's stop this matter here," Ning Shuying, who also seemed somewhat apprehensive of the combined power of the Martial Dao families, said to Qin Heng in a low voice. "Many Martial Dao families are interconnected through marriage, acting in concert. Your actions could provoke widespread outrage."

She was quite familiar with the Martial Dao families within China; in fact, the Myth Organization had been displeased with them for some time. These Martial Dao families, with inheritances stretching back centuries, were interconnected and formed alliances. They controlled many resources, even flouted national laws, and their conduct was often more outrageous than that of the Ancient Divine Sects.

The Ancient Divine Sects were so powerful that they hardly cared for the mundane world, some even calling themselves 'people beyond the mortal realm,' and thus their concern for and influence on secular affairs were minimal.

The Martial Dao families, however, were different. The longer their traditions, the deeper their roots in the secular world, and the greater their influence. Moreover, they only knew how to take. When faced with external threats, they prioritized self-preservation, not even considering protecting the country. Many of these Martial Dao families could truly be called parasites on the country and the nation.

The Myth Organization had long intended to reorganize the Martial Dao families but had always lacked the capacity to act. Now, at this critical juncture, with the great changes occurring in the world and the imminent resurgence of Spiritual Energy, it was unwise to actively provoke these families. They could only maintain temporary stability to avoid unnecessary turmoil.

Ning Shuying tried to persuade Qin Heng because she feared that if he angered the Martial Dao families, who were known for banding together, they would unite against him. At that point, even the Myth Organization might not be able to protect him. After all, the Myth Organization did not currently wish to engage in direct, overly intense conflict with these Martial Dao families.

"It's no concern," Qin Heng waved his hand dismissively and said to Ning Shuying, "I've said it before: the Martial Dao families are insignificant to me. So what if they band together?"

"You're hopelessly arrogant! You have no idea how powerful our Martial Dao families are!" Du Cheng sneered. "A little grub like you will definitely die without a burial place!"

"Is that so?" Qin Heng gave a cold laugh, slowly walked up to Du Cheng, and said, "Just a bunch of ants. Whoever dares to come, I'll kill them with a single punch."

Most of these Martial Dao family members probably don't even have a Saint among them. Any number of Innates or Semi-Saints are meaningless to me. Even if Du Cheng could bring a Saint, they couldn't withstand a single punch from me. I am simply too strong. On Earth today, there's virtually nothing and no one that can threaten me.

However, in the eyes of Ning Shuying and Du Cheng, Qin Heng was still just an ordinary person who had not yet begun to cultivate, so his boast seemed utterly incomprehensible.

"Qin Heng, confidence is a good thing, but you can't overdo it!" Ning Shuying whispered persuasively. I need to properly explain to Qin Heng just how powerful an Innate Grandmaster truly is.

Meanwhile, Du Cheng burst out laughing, looking at Qin Heng with disdain. "Hahaha! That's hilarious! You're killing me! Qin Heng, just you wait. I want to see how a mere grub like you will 'kill with a single punch' a group of Great Grandmasters and even Semi-Saints!"

He simply didn't believe what Qin Heng was saying. Because to him, it was too preposterous, too absurd!

"Then what are you still doing here?" Qin Heng sneered. "Why don't you hurry back and cry to your elders that you've been bullied, and have them come avenge you?"

"You—?!" Du Cheng was instantly incandescent with rage, his eyes crimson and filled with murderous intent. Grinding his teeth, he glared fiercely at Qin Heng. "You just wait! I'll be back!"

With that, he stormed out of the military training formation, spoke briefly to a helicopter pilot, and after receiving approval, directly boarded an armed helicopter and departed Penglai Island.

Rage had devoured Du Cheng's mind, making him lose all reason and subconsciously overlook far more important matters.

Only when the helicopter was approaching the mainland did Du Cheng suddenly snap to his senses. He shot to his feet, staring back in the direction of Penglai Island.

"No! No! No! The great opportunity on Penglai Island! How could I leave at a time like this?! Aaargh! Qin Heng, I swear I'll kill you!"