Chapter 172 - A Hit! A Hit! A Hit! (1/2)
Chapter 172: A Hit! A Hit! A Hit!
Translator: Lordbluefire <i class="_hr">Editor: Lordbluefire
A Hit! A Hit! A Hit!…
The asteroid revolved around the huge Life Planet’sobt and the interior had been eant and luxurious palace
Fatty got up froe cabin His voice was loud and kept on ringing on for a while
An old butler who seeroup of beautifulMaster, what happened?”
Fatty’s gaze assessed the surroundings and an unprecedented sense of confidence and pride rose within hiuidance from a remarkable existence in the interstellar space and have becoht now, this senior wishes to spread Dao across the interstellar space As he has been in seclusion fro ti all sorts of questions in the Mythological Forureat disservice to Senior’s respectable identity In order to expressto make him a hit and let even ates!”
His tone was agitated as if he had taken stimulants
The old butler sees out to be Although he knew that this Young Master had always been treated as trash in the clan due to his lack of aptitude in cultivation, he was very se, he had used his brains to earn himself a massive amount of money and even a Life Planet
Now that he had become an Interstellar cultivator, his prospects in the clan would definitely be very bright
If he were to continue to progress like this, he would have a very great chance to become the number one successor of the clan leader
Which re useless into soical Forued Usually, he would be too lazy to move his fat body, but now, he darted over with a speed that was quick as lightning, shocking the old butler
He opened up the Mythological Forujun” and read the feed
When the old butler came over to have a look, he was also shocked
The account “Hongjun” had only been registered for three days, but the number of replies had already exceeded 1,000 Moreover, almost all of the replies were correct, and there were many appreciative comments left behind by others
“Thank you very ene evolution path that is couidance, Master!”
“This answer is perfect! I’m very satisfied! I’ve transferred the star coins over Add me as a friend please!”
“Master has resolved a proble time Thanks!”
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“This question is correct!”
“This question is correct as well!”
“They are all correct How is that possible?”
…
The old butler and everyone else saw the questions that Hongjun had answered, and they were all very astonished
The nuination, and the accuracy level was exceptionally high After scanning through them, they had not spotted any mistakes
This was far too unbelievable
The Mythological Forue platform in the interstellar space The question and answer section that required payment was very professional It involved all kinds of cultivation characteristics and wasn’t so that could be answered by ordinary people, let alone the fact that soed to answer so many questions within a mere three days
However, Fatty wore a matter-of-fact expression As expected of the founder of the Mythological Genes association—Dao Ancestor Hongjun
What a boss! What a boss!
“Quick, frojun’s ID as well as the questions and answers he had replied Keep advertising them I want everyone in the interstellar space to see Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s a Dao!” Fatty raised his voice and said
“Isn’t the price too huge to be putting in so much money on advertisements?” The old butler hesitated
“What’s there to be afraid of? I have no lack of jun hasto let him become a hit across the entire interstellar space!”
This price wasn’t considered on God’s jun had Of course, this was so to share with other people!
“Oh, right!” Even at a tiotten about himself “I want an advertiseang, have become an Interstellar cultivator!” I want to let those people who have ridiculed ood look!”
Fatty grew up in the wealthiest clan in Huaxia Star Republic—the Zhu Clan He had never been a low-profile person
It was just that he previously didn’t have any cultivation aptitude and thus couldn’t say anything Therefore, he held it in
Now that he had turned the tables, beco an Interstellar cultivator in a day, there was no way that he was going to be low profile!
Was he soe?
Ten years wasn’t too late for a gentlee