Chapter 45: Display of Special Grade
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"
Alex Moyan's words caused a roar of laughter from the Jujutsu Higher-ups.
"Do you think you're in any position to say no?"
"Are you defying us?"
"Kid, you're still young. There are some things you just can't handle."
"Giving you ten times the reward is only out of respect for the Gojo Family."
"Enough. Hand over the water dragon sword. Today, you have no choice but to surrender it!"
"Such things are not meant for one person to possess."
"You might have the ability to obtain it, but you won't be able to keep it!"
Alex Moyan smiled slightly, his eyes filled with contempt as he scanned his surroundings.
Alex Moyan then summoned a Cursed Spirit and took out the water dragon sword.
"The water dragon sword is right here. If you have the guts, come and take it."
They stared at the water dragon sword floating beside Alex Moyan, radiating a golden aura.
Looking at such a beautiful water dragon sword, the greed in everyone's eyes intensified!
One of the higher-ups couldn't resist taking action.
A large hand condensed from purple Cursed Energy reached out without hesitation toward the water dragon sword beside Alex Moyan, intending to claim it for himself.
But just as the large hand was about to touch the water dragon sword, the sword seemed to sense something.
With a sharp ring, the water dragon sword unsheathed itself!
In an instant, golden sword light crisscrossed the air, and several sharp flashes of gold streaked past.
For a brief moment, several streaks of light were carved into the dark room, as if even the darkness itself could be severed!
The hand condensed from Cursed Energy shattered with a bang and then exploded.
Elsewhere, blood splattered onto a screen, and several fingers could be seen flying through the air as one of the higher-ups let out a wail of agony.
The Jujutsu Higher-ups all showed expressions of shock, followed by fury.
They had never imagined that the youth before them would dare to resist!
"Alex Moyan! You certainly have some nerve! To dare to publicly harm a member of the Jujutsu Higher-ups is a capital offense!"
"That's right! Even the Gojo Family can't protect you now!"
"Kill me?"
Alex Moyan gave a cold laugh.
"Come then."
Having said that, Alex Moyan no longer hid the Cursed Energy within him.
Cursed Energy as vast as the abyss and the sea poured out like the Heavenly River cascading down!
Like a natural disaster or a tsunami, it surged majestically, sweeping in all directions with enough power to swallow mountains and rivers!
The violent Cursed Energy turned into a fierce astral wind, directly bursting the Curtains in the room!
It blew several people off balance, making them look like small boats on a vast ocean, drifting with the waves.
"Kill me?"
"I am a Special Grade Sorcerer! Who dares to kill me? Who can kill me!"
Alex Moyan's gaze was playful yet icy as he stared down all the Jujutsu Higher-ups present.
At this moment, the higher-ups were completely exposed in their ugliness, their arrogant gazes shifting to terror.
They thought Alex Moyan was a pushover who could be easily manipulated without the protection of the Gojo Family.
But they never expected him to be a steel ball covered in spikes!
Not only did they fail to get a bite of the meat, but they also ended up with a mouth full of wounds.
A Special Grade is an existence that can overthrow a nation!
If he were a Quasi-Special Grade, they might have been able to take him down together or suppress him with their influence.
But in the face of absolute power, their so-called authority and status were utterly insignificant.
Now, it was Alex Moyan's turn to speak.
"Let's talk about the matter of the reward."
"You just said you'd give me ten times the reward."
"Any objections?"
Alex Moyan summoned a swarm of eerie Cursed Spirits, forming a lofty Cursed Spirit Throne.
Alex Moyan sat lazily upon the throne, looking down on everyone in the room like an emperor surveying his subjects.
In Alex Moyan's eyes, these old geezers were nothing more than a bunch of decadent, power-hungry ants with pathetic strength.
If they weren't still very valuable, Alex Moyan would have taken their heads long ago.
Want to kill me? With what? Their mouths, or their brains and thoughts that are filled with crap?
Speaking of which, maybe I should let them taste their own crap.
Alex Moyan felt a mischievous urge, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
He didn't want to be talking to a group of people whose mouths were full of crap later.
The terrifying pressure radiating from Alex Moyan made the Jujutsu Higher-ups feel as if a massive mountain were weighing down on their hearts.
They didn't dare to defy him, nor did they dare to be insolent.
However, there's always one person who sticks their head out, wanting to stand out and show off their presence.
"Alex Moyan, have you not thought about your parents and friends?" one of the higher-ups threatened, courting death.
Alex Moyan laughed indifferently, "Kill them if you want."
"My parents are living with the Gojo Family. Don't you old fogies know that?"
"As for my friends, go ahead. Satoru and Geto Suguru—if you dare to kill them, go for it."
"As for you, I recall your family has several hundred members, right?"
"Do you think anyone could stop me if I wanted to kill them?"
Alex Moyan revealed a ferocious smile that sent shivers down everyone's spines.
Madman! The youth before them was a complete and utter madman!
He didn't even care about his own parents. Making an enemy of such a person was like having a brain full of sewage.
And the mention of family struck the weak point of these old men with one foot in the grave.
They were already at death's door; their families were their only concern.
Now, it was their turn to appease Alex Moyan's wrath.
Alex Moyan laid out his terms, which shocked everyone present.
"Impossible! Half of our assets!"
"Even if you kill us, we cannot give you half of our assets!"
"At most ten percent! Not a bit more!"
"Our family's operations also require massive assets to maintain."
"Ten percent? Are you trying to brush off a beggar?"
Alex Moyan's tone was displeased and carried a hint of suppressed anger; the compensation from the Jujutsu Higher-ups did not satisfy him.
"If you don't give me a satisfactory result today..."
"...I will go and slaughter your entire families right now."
"At worst, I'll just take my parents and leave for a distant land."
"Then you can take your time digging graves for your descendants."
"Do you believe me?"
Alex Moyan's voice was fierce, his gaze icy, and his face expressionless, as if stating he would definitely follow through.
He was gambling. He was gambling that these old geezers wouldn't dare to bet against him.
"Thirty percent. At most thirty percent."
Zenin Naoto, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up. This was his bottom line.
He also believed that Alex Moyan wouldn't actually commit clan-wide slaughter.
But it was better to be safe than sorry; since the other's strength was evident, it was better to sacrifice some profit to ensure safety.
Immediately after, the Kamo Family also stated their willingness to give thirty percent of their assets to compensate Alex Moyan.
Hearing this answer, Alex Moyan's eyes lit up, and he sneered inwardly.
Truly, the older people get, the more cowardly they become.
Of course, if they had dared to gamble, Alex Moyan would have let them experience the pain of the elderly burying the young.
He wondered if they would work themselves to death while building graves for their juniors.
It would be quite ironic if there were no juniors left to bury them when the time came.
Subsequently, the other Jujutsu Higher-ups also expressed their agreement.
In the next second, Alex Moyan's demeanor changed completely.
The Cursed Spirit Throne dissipated.
Alex Moyan transformed from his previous lofty, cold, and domineering self.
He became lively and enthusiastic, looking like a cheerful young man, and began to offer warm greetings to the people from Jujutsu High.
"Oh my, why are you grandpas sitting on the floor?"
"Get up quickly. The floor is so cold; you wouldn't want to get an upset stomach tonight."
"So, when are we signing the transfer contracts?"
Seeing Alex Moyan's triumphant expression, the people present felt as if their hearts were bleeding!
Especially the Zenin Family, who had suffered a double loss.
"Perhaps I really am old."
Zenin Naoto sighed. The failure of this incident left him disheartened, and he prepared to relinquish power completely, letting his son, Naobito, take full control of the Zenin Family.