Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 488 - 326 Grasping the Heavenly King_3

"What’s wrong? Why are you freaking out?" Ji Xinghuo didn’t understand. freewebnøvel.com

Lu Yunhai turned his phone around: "Take a look for yourself."

Ji Xinghuo glanced at the screen and realized that Li Xuan had revealed information about the Star-falling Species. Immediately, someone had called out to him, offering a high price for "Absolute Hit."

Even billionaires and legends, along with Heavenly Kings, were already bidding against each other online.

The current highest bidder was a legendary figure from the American Federation, head of the Morgan family, the seventh wealthiest person in the world. His profession was "Sharpshooter," who directly offered 50 billion Ya Yuan.

This price momentarily scared away the other bidders.

At the same time, it also attracted countless onlookers, stirring up another round of frenzy on the internet.

Ji Xinghuo muttered, "What the hell is Li Xuan up to?"

That day, in the lounge of the Ether Research Institute, several other people were present. He had originally thought that Li Xuan would ask them to keep it a secret.

The fewer people who knew about the Star-falling Species, the greater the opportunity for Li Xuan.

Now it was common knowledge.

Although the frenzy had increased once again, with a massive surge in traffic, it also brought pressure on both himself and Li Xuan.

Maybe, even their upcoming confrontation might be ruined.

"50 billion!"

Lu Yunhai’s eyes widened, "If I had that much money, I’d just lay back. I wouldn’t need to adventure in the Star Realm ever again. I’d start a family with Yin Ping, have a few kids, and live a happy life."

"What a beautiful dream." Ji Xinghuo laughed, "Is that all you aspire to?"

"I don’t have your kind of talent nor such lofty pursuits. Just to become a Super Mutant and a few more billion, and I would be content," Lu Yunhai said earnestly.

"That’s still quite easy..."

Ji Xinghuo was halfway through his sentence when Li Xuan called. He picked it up and asked, "Li Xuan, do you still want the Mutant?"

"Of course I do." Li Xuan crossed his arms and snorted, "But don’t think you can use this to pressure me."

With an air of confidence, he said, "Either agree to my terms right away and finalize the contract for the match, so no one else can interfere with buying the Mutant; or just keep stalling and see how long you can handle the pressure."

"Whatever." Ji Xinghuo didn’t buy into his tactics.

Seeing he was about to hang up, Li Xuan quickly said, "I’m telling you, right now there are countless Heavenly Kings and Legends eyeing your Mutant. Only I can help you handle the pressure and keep you undisturbed..."

"Idiot." Ji Xinghuo cut him off without listening to the rest.

Lu Yunhai next to him gave a thumbs-up: "Only you would dare to call a Heavenly King an idiot!"

Ji Xinghuo chuckled.

Li Xuan’s approach was unexpected. Although his strategy was correct, he apparently didn’t know about his official identity nor who was standing behind him.

This revealed something.

Even though Li Xuan was a Heavenly King, a top global celebrity, he had not actually reached the pinnacle of the power hierarchy, nor had he accessed the core; otherwise, he would have known that he was a Swordsman from the Sword Bureau.

"Internet celebrities are still lacking something. Even if they’re Heavenly Kings, they’re not quite up to standard," Ji Xinghuo thought to himself.

He logged into his social media account.

Lu Yunhai saw that the page showed 2.2 billion followers and his face lit up with envy and amazement, saying, "Are you going to post something?"

Ji Xinghuo nodded.

He quickly typed a line and then posted:

"Li Xuan is a big idiot."

Lu Yunhai watched, dumbstruck, then burst into a fit of laughter, "Hahahaha..."

On the social platform, the 2 billion plus followers immediately received a notification. Many people saw Ji Xinghuo’s post, had the same reaction as Lu Yunhai, and instantly refreshed thousands of comments, all with "Hahahaha" or something similar.

Then the onlookers began asking what was happening?

After more than a year, Ji Xinghuo had rarely posted content, so why insult someone now? And not just anyone, but a Heavenly King.

In a skyscraper at Chang’an City Center, the top five floors were bought by Li Xuan, one of which he transformed into his studio. His team was currently discussing in a meeting room there.

Suddenly, Ji Xinghuo’s post appeared on the large screen on the wall.

The meeting room fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.

"Fuck!"

Li Xuan held back for a few seconds but finally couldn’t contain his fury. He slammed the table and, with the release of Sword Qi from his fingertips, sliced the entire conference table into countless pieces.

The dozen team members were petrified, keeping their heads down, not daring to look at him.

"Boss, what should we do?" someone asked, trying to be brave.

"Organize a team to hit back immediately. Dig up some dirt on him, doesn’t matter if it’s true or made up or how outrageous; just pin it all on him," Li Xuan said gravely. "Also concoct some juicy rumors about him and Zhao Manying, the racier the better. People love this kind of stuff..."

He issued several tasks in one breath.

The self-media studio under his control had a vast army of paid commenters, which immediately began to operate online.

Li Xuan kept refreshing Ji Xinghuo’s social media profile.

Below the post insulting him, there were already millions of comments, mostly from people there for the entertainment.

While he had many fans who also organized to attack Ji Xinghuo for lacking manners, compared to the enormous number of onlookers, the voices of his fans were just a drop in the bucket, and most of their messages were drowned out.

Moreover, Li Xuan knew he had many anti-fans.

Normally well-managed, these anti-fans didn’t dare show themselves, able only to sarcastically whisper behind his back. But now that someone had publicly insulted him, they started popping up.

So many trolls!

Li Xuan was extremely annoyed, trying to think how to publish an official response.

However, within minutes, the manager in charge of guiding public opinion came running in, pale-faced, reporting: "Boss, things are not looking good!"