Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Chapter 278 Bonus Chapter: Awakening?

Jiang Chaosheng narrowed his eyes.

The biggest source of trouble—is it the manager, or me?

If it is the latter, then it must be related to the last emperor.

What exactly does this male prostitute know?

He made a mocking remark:

"Is the manager the biggest source of trouble?"

Is this your reason for resenting your savior, Fan Xiliang?

The cowherd was taken aback:

"Brother Fan?"

The Cowherd exhaled a breath of stale air, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes:

"He saved me, and I treat him like a brother and a father."

Brother Fan's possession of forbidden items made me think he was like me—

It is severing the spiritual essence and immortal roots of this world.

His eyes gradually filled with resentment and venom:

"But I never expected that the monsters I killed would eventually become forbidden objects as well."

Fan Xiliang wasn't severing his spiritual roots; he was protecting those monsters!

He suddenly pointed at the Jing River Dragon King:

"Just like this dragon demon!"

I clearly murdered it, shattering its very soul—

But then it reappeared before my eyes!

Jiang Chaosheng looked at the somewhat neurotic gigolo and said in a flat tone:

"So, you've been plotting against me."

It's not targeting me, it's targeting the manager.

The Cowherd was silent for a moment:

"Sir is indeed the most special, unlike the other managers."

I wouldn't have taken action against the antique shop if you hadn't been in charge of Zero Antique Shop.

Because in my heart, you are more important than the antique shop.

I want to use its rules to ensure you have no chance of turning things around.

"Sir, that's all I have to say. There's no need to try to get any more information out of me."

It's clear that Niulang is very wary of Jiang Chaosheng.

Even under these circumstances, he remained polite.

Jiang Chaosheng shook his head and sneered:

"Wasn't it 90% certain?"

The cowherd was stunned:

"What?"

"As you said yourself, none of the previous managers were capable of fighting."

The reason they haven't dared to fight me for so long is simply because they think I'm immortal and there's no point in winning.

Now you have my life in your hands.

Do you not see me as a dying man?

What are you afraid of when someone is about to die?

Jiang Chaosheng spoke these words in a very soft tone, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The Cowherd looked at the eleven statues in front of Medusa.

Medusa's spiritual senses are reviving, and the petrifying curse from the power of divine punishment is intensifying on the eleven buyers.

Even if the healing bowl prolongs life, it's only a temporary delay.

After all, Goya's demigod power was insignificant compared to Athena's power.

"That's right, let the gentleman die knowing the truth at least a little."

He composed himself, then sat down on the auspicious seven-colored cloud, looking relaxed and at ease.

"I once fought with the chief of the Dark Council and lost a lot of my memories."

Even the rules of Zero Antique Shop were only recently remembered.

However, my deepest memory is of you, sir.

Jiang Chaosheng tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, seemingly without a clear intention.

He looked at the Cowherd as if he were talking to an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time:

"Oh? You mean you've been following me for a long time?"

The Cowherd pulled a flask of wine from his sleeve, took a swig, and nodded, saying:

"Although I've forgotten what you really are."

But I remember very accurately—you were closely connected to the last emperor.

The last human emperor was the first to rebel against the gods; calling him the greatest source of trouble is absolutely accurate.

Jiang Chaosheng narrowed his eyes.

As expected, it was the last emperor.

He walked into the antique shop and took over as manager...

Perhaps it was a wish made by that human emperor thousands of years ago.

The Cowherd looked puzzled:

"Twenty-five years ago, when you woke up, the entire internet was abuzz with 'Zero Antique Shop: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts,' a heartfelt work by author Peach Tree Bell. I was thinking—"

Are you Emperor Xin, or Emperor Xin reincarnated?

Jiang Chaosheng's pupils contracted slightly.

This sentence contains two pieces of information.

The less important one—the last emperor was King Zhou of Shang.

The important one—awakening.

He is twenty-five years old this year.

Twenty-five years ago, awakened?

The cowherd uses "甦醒" (su xing), not "出生" (sheng chū) or "诞生" (dan sheng).

The Cowherd's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence:

"I knew everything."

After all, I am the only taboo in the Zero Antique Shop who can revive forbidden items.

Memories in my mind span the past and present.

A look of annoyance appeared in his eyes:

"Unfortunately, that idiot councilor wiped out my memories."

I have no choice but to go to the deepest hell and seek answers from Satan.

Even Satan doesn't know what your relationship is with the last emperor.

But he told me two things.

Jiang Chaosheng listened attentively.

Like a wise teacher offering guidance, the Cowherd earnestly explained:

"First, the last emperor did indeed perish."

Because when his soul arrived at Luoyang Slope, he also casually killed Lucifer.

Since the human emperor has gone to the underworld, it means that he has indeed passed away.

Once the physical body capable of bearing the soul of the Human Emperor dies, it cannot be resurrected.

So you are not the resurrected last emperor.

The Cowherd picked up the wine jug, took a sip to moisten his throat, and continued:

"Secondly, the gods feared that the last human emperor would be reincarnated and turn the war against the underworld."

After all, the last human emperor was too terrifying. Even if he were to be reincarnated as a mortal who could not cultivate, the gods would not be at ease.

Therefore, until the underworld destroyed the body of the last emperor in order to protect his soul, the last emperor had no chance to be reincarnated.

Perhaps his soul, having nowhere to dwell in the underworld, wandered to the mortal realm.

As the Cowherd spoke, his eyes welled up with emotion:

"Sealing Heaven and Earth - is a unique magic array personally set up by the last emperor using the dragon vein as its foundation."

Under this formation, if the true form of a deity were to descend to the mortal realm, its power would be greatly diminished;

The air and light of the human world become poison for creatures of the underworld.

If the soul of the last emperor truly had nowhere to go in the underworld and went to the mortal realm...

I'm afraid they wouldn't last even a second!

They really dug their own grave.

Jiang Chaosheng reaped considerable rewards.

First of all, I am not the reincarnation of the Human Emperor.

Secondly, the human world became a forbidden zone for hellish creatures because the last human emperor sealed off the heavens and the earth.

The Cowherd looked at him:

"So before my memories return, I don't know what you really are."

But I'm certain—you are the last emperor's backup plan left on earth.

A smug look appeared on his lips:

"Now, this backup plan has been completely crushed by me, Niulang."

"Hehe, wouldn't you say that this insignificant fellow has managed to defeat the last emperor?"

Jiang Chaosheng felt inexplicably displeased when he heard Niulang slander the last emperor.

He actually disliked the last emperor, so he preferred to call him King Zhou rather than Emperor Xin.

That's something I hate from the bottom of my heart, it's innate, just hearing that name makes me feel annoyed.

But... only he can curse this Human Emperor.

"You're too arrogant," Jiang Chaosheng said quietly.

The Cowherd tossed the wine jug over, laughing as he said:

"It's almost time, sir. Have a drink and get ready to hit the road."

Jiang Chaosheng raised the flintlock pistol:

"A farewell drink? You can drink it yourself."

"boom--"

The bullet grazed the edge of the wine jug, sending it bouncing precisely back onto the auspicious seven-colored cloud.

It didn't shatter; the force was precisely controlled.

The Cowherd took the wine jug and frowned:

"Sir, you don't like the wine?"

Jiang Chaosheng stood up.

"You're too arrogant."

You underestimated the last emperor.

The scythe in his hand suddenly transformed into a giant scythe, its blade gleaming with a cold light.

You underestimated me.