Chapter 475: The Correct Answer!

Upon hearing Loren's question, the group of Abyssal Demons before him all froze for a moment.

After a short pause, the lead Abyssal Demon, disguised as a human scholar, was the first to snap out of it and muttered in a low voice:

"W-We... do..."

Hearing this, the corner of Loren's mouth curled up into an obvious smile.

Yet, the very next instant!

An abrupt change occurred!

The seemingly docile Abyssal Demons before Loren all began to fade at an incredible speed!

These demons' Spiritual Phantoms, under their own mental control, started actively leaving this spiritual world!

"Run!"

"We agreed! Whoever runs slowest, stays behind to cover the retreat!"

"Haha! Let's see who ends up being the unlucky one!"

...

Several mental thoughts rang out at the same time.

Meanwhile, the other Tavern shareholders in the distance, who had been watching Loren, perked up upon witnessing this scene and, in silent unison, amplified their Spiritual Perception.

These suddenly magnified Spiritual Perceptions were no longer the subtle, covert spying of before, but an overt declaration:

"We're watching the show! And we want a better view!"

...

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Federal Calendar 7709, January 15th, afternoon.

The peculiar spiritual world.

Inside the shareholder town at the world's center.

The blonde-haired male elf, who had been smiling just a moment ago, had his grin freeze on his face!

Those Abyss guys really have no credibility whatsoever...

They couldn't even be bothered to say goodbye when leaving...

As Loren mentally criticized this "behavior of leaving without a word," he silently activated the "blessing" granted to him by this spiritual world.

"Boom!"

After a surge of special energy fluctuations, several teleportation doors of light inexplicably appeared in the sky above the shareholder town.

Having activated the spiritual world's blessing, Loren stood quietly on the town's street, waiting.

At the same time, he began to count down in a rhythmic manner:

"Three..."

As Loren started counting, the Spiritual Phantoms of the Abyssal Demons vanished before his eyes, as if they had all completely left this spiritual world.

"Two..."

When Loren reached "Two," the little sprite on his shoulder let out a soft gasp of "How is that possible?!" and even covered her tiny mouth in surprise.

"One..."

When Loren finished his countdown, the teleportation doors of light that had appeared over the shareholder town finally began to change.

Several doors of light lit up simultaneously!

The next instant!

The Abyssal Demons who had just disappeared from Loren's sight all came tumbling out from these doors of light!

They landed neatly before him, not a single one missing.

"Huh? How did we get back?!"

"See... I knew we couldn't escape. We're all the unlucky ones..."

"Shut up! You idiot!"

"Crap, none of us got away..."

"You shut up too! Idiot!"

"Don't be mad. I didn't even blame you for insisting on staying for one more look. Look, now we're all going to get wiped out..."

"Those long-eared folks' magic is still just as ridiculous as ever..."

"I'm tired! Let's just end this!"

...

Immediately, a chaotic mess of mental thoughts rang out before Loren.

Loren looked at the Abyssal Demons before him, who all seemed rather dim-witted, and gently raised his hand to snap his fingers.

*Snap!*

With the crisp sound of the finger snap, the teleportation doors of light above the town dissolved into tiny golden particles of light, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Instantly, the group of Abyssal Demons in front of Loren fell completely silent.

The other Tavern shareholders, who were watching the scene and had sensed what happened, all looked exceptionally serious.

How could a new shareholder possess the power to control teleportation doors of light...

Why would that Tavern Founder hand over such authority?!

At that moment.

The little sprite sitting on Loren's shoulder shyly covered her face with her chubby little hands.

Master, who has been missing for so long... You probably... won't be coming back, right...

Hmm, well...

It feels like Mr. Destiny has a very captivating aura about him...

In the end, it's really not my fault. It was all the spiritual world's doing!

I... I really... resisted!

Even though it wasn't very effective, I did try!

So conflicted...

Hmph... Anyway, it's not my problem!

Forget it! I don't care anymore!

Mr. Destiny smells so good!

Happy!!

Hmm...

You big jerk who's been missing for five years!

Me and the spiritual world, we don't want you anymore!

And by the way, you don't smell good at all!!

Oh, and I hope you just fell, and that nothing is holding you up...

...

While Jasmine, the little sprite, was silently betraying her loyalties in her heart and cursing her former master, Loren stood on the street, looking at the Abyssal Devils before him who had finally quieted down. With a gentle smile on his face, he sincerely said:

"We meet again, gentlemen of the Abyss."

"To celebrate our reunion, I've decided to give you a little surprise!"

With that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers again.

*Snap!*

A golden light screen appeared directly in front of Loren, visible to the Abyssal Demons before him and the other Tavern shareholders watching from afar.

This was the shareholder business card Loren had filled out this morning:

"Shareholder Alias: Destiny."

"Race: Pure-blood Human."

"Needs: Spirit Stones (Mana Crystals, Ling Shi, etc.)."

"Services Offered: Precise Prophecy (6 million Spirit Stones per use), Solving various troubles (Anything below God Tier is acceptable; price negotiable)."

...

Staring at this golden light screen, the group of Abyssal Demons before him were silent for a long time.

Finally, the demon disguised as a human scholar once again steeled himself and stepped forward to ask:

"Self-proclaimed 'Destiny,' powerful one, may I ask what this surprise you mentioned is?"

Loren looked at this rare demon that possessed rationality and slowly answered in a leisurely tone:

"If you purchase my services today, I'll give you a 100% discount~"

"Also, I prefer being addressed as 'Mister.'"

"..."

This demon, disguised as a human scholar, was momentarily at a loss for how to respond to Loren.

After a long pause.

This legendary demon from the shallow layers of the Abyss, using the last shreds of his intelligence and reason, found the correct answer.

He lowered his head slightly toward Loren and spoke respectfully:

"Of course, Mr. Destiny."

"I am willing to spend all my Spirit Stones to purchase two of your Prophecies!"