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"Young friend, isn't this chick sculpture a bit too sloppy?"

"I can do chick sculptures, don't worry. I'll definitely make them lifelike!"

Unbearable!

The old man simply could not tolerate this kind of chick sculpture!

Let alone the fact that he was a top-tier sculptor capable of carving statues infused with the intent of universal laws!

To use such a precious Astral Aurum Carver just to make these chick sculptures—it was simply unforgivable!

"A bet is a bet!"

"You'll do exactly what I told you to do!"

"I want you to make these chick sculptures, exactly like that one, and I want 9,997 of them!"

Velen flatly refused!

Boom!

The white-haired old man nearly exploded when he heard Velen's words. His mindset teetered on the edge of collapse!

To use these top-tier Astral Aurum Carvers to make these chick sculptures—even though the tools weren't technically his—it was as if the sculptures were being carved into his soul. The pain felt personal!

"I'm not doing it!"

"You must!"

Just as the old man was screeching and resisting with all his might—

"Kurt, considering you've done a few royal portraits for His Majesty in the past, don't say I didn't warn you—if you don't do what he asks, even the five Grand Knight Commanders won't be able to save you."

Stare.

As Arthur's voice echoed in his mind, the white-haired old man's expression instantly changed.

"My friend, I'll start immediately!"

With Arthur's warning ringing in his ears, the old man gave up any further resistance. So what if it broke his heart? Better heartbroken than dead!

Moments later, a refined young man brought up all the requested materials: minerals, pigments, and other specialized items.

The old man immediately got to work.

Such simple chick sculptures—given the old man's level of skill—didn't even require a full second to finish one. He was, after all, the foremost chick sculptor across all planes of existence!

Two hours later…

"Master Sculptor, I won't be taking these Chick Sculptures with me. You can just burn them later."

After finishing all 9,997 Chick Sculptures, Velen left the study in high spirits.

Bang!

As soon as Velen left, the old man collapsed to the floor, utterly drained, staring at the scattered Chick Sculptures surrounding him on the ground. His gaze slowly drifted to the nine thousand or so broken Astral Aurum Carvers that had been destroyed during the process.

At that moment, he felt like a criminal. A sinner.

He exhaled deeply and pulled out a tempering stone. Then, channeling his mana, he set up a protective barrier around the study and began burning all the sculptures and the destroyed tools.

As the flames blazed around him, he finally felt a sliver of mental clarity. The nightmare he had just lived through seemed to be vanishing along with the sculptures and the broken tools.

"Shit!"

"My Astral Aurum Carver—the one forged from nine hundred years of Astral Aurum—I dropped it on the ground earlier and forgot to pick it up!"

"Damn it, it got burned with the rest!"

Once everything had been reduced to ash, the old man suddenly remembered a crucial detail.

He immediately burst into tears.

Velen could afford to be wasteful—he had the resources to do so.

But him? He only had that one Astral Aurum Carver!

My poor Astral Aurum Carver!

"Teacher, are you alright?"

The refined young man stepped forward, concerned after seeing the old man crying.

With tears welling in his eyes, the old man said, "I'm so foolish… all I thought about was betting that damn Astral Aurum Carver…"

He looked up at the ceiling, tears streaming down his face.

"What kind of sin did I commit to encounter such an utterly insane, extravagantly wasteful lunatic?!"

—Kris's Estate—

"Justin, I've bought everything you need. Let's start with Kris."

After returning, Velen took out three sets of specialized minerals, pigments, and carving bases, along with three pristine Astral Aurum Carvers, and handed them to Justin for sculpting.

"So boring… nothing to do again."

Watching Justin absorbed in his sculpting, Velen slouched back into a rocking chair, already feeling restless.

Ding!

Reminder to host: You will soon be eligible to ascend to the Upper Plane Universe. It is recommended that you first recruit loyal and extravagantly wasteful subordinates from the myriad Lower Planes before ascending. Provide these disciples with sufficient mana crystals to fuel their luxurious habits.

Ding!

Reminder: The Tycoon Sect will play a crucial role in your future. It is highly recommended you develop it with full force. You may choose a few trusted disciples and assign them to different planes to recruit loyal, extravagant subordinates for you!

Hmm?

Hearing the system's sudden dual alerts, Velen was momentarily stunned.

The reason he hadn't continued recruiting more Tycoon disciples was simply because he wanted them all to be beautiful girls.

But now it seemed… that idea needed to change.

After all, the system wouldn't warn him about something for no reason.

"System, what exactly is the great future value of the Tycoon Sect?"

Velen paused to consider before asking.

Ding!

The system cannot reveal that at this time. However, all subordinates who indulge in extravagance on your behalf must first be acknowledged by the system. The sole criterion for recognition is loyalty—absolute loyalty to the host. Not just anyone can become your subordinate.

That official?

Velen was shocked by the system's answer!

In his mind, the Tycoon disciples were just meant to waste money on his behalf so that he could earn Luxury Points and various rewards.

But it turned out… things weren't as simple as he had imagined.

"System, is there a way for me to travel to the Dark Eye Galaxy?"

Since he had now decided to raise the bar for recruiting subordinates, the first person who came to mind was Kidd, that chubby guy from the Dark Eye Galaxy.

Ding!

The system can provide the host with one intergalactic travel opportunity. You may travel to the Dark Eye Galaxy and remain there for one day. You may return to the Titan Galaxy at any time.

Hearing this, Velen couldn't help but smile. As long as he could bring Kidd under his command, and grant him the fortress's teleportation privileges, then traveling to the Dark Eye Galaxy in the future would be a breeze!

Moreover, after handling Justin's affairs, Velen was planning to return to the Singularity Battlefield—not to hunt for fortune, but to find more qualified subordinates. After all, that battlefield was filled with talents from across the galaxies.

"Ten people should do. I'll choose ten loyal Tycoon disciples and let them recruit more extravagant subordinates in their respective planes and in the Singularity Battlefield."

Velen made his decision once again.

Looking at Justin still focused on his carving, Velen stood up and walked toward the courtyard next door.

Once he returned to his private room, Velen gave the command:

"System, send me to the Dark Eye Galaxy!"

As soon as the words left his lips, a Spatial Rift opened behind him and sucked him in.

—Dark Eye Galaxy, Holy Light Temple, Sword Saint Plaza—

"Who dares intrude upon our Holy Light Temple?!"

As Velen emerged from the rift, a shout of fury rang out nearby.

"Velen!?"

"Velen, is that really you?!"

But soon, Kidd's excited voice followed.

Velen?

So he was the infamous, ridiculously extravagant prodigal son Kidd had spoken of?

As Kidd ran over in excitement, Mark turned his gaze toward the unfamiliar youth across from him.