All Chapters of RETURN OF THE DRAGON: Made 100 Trillon in A Day: Chapter 131
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Chapter 132: The 10th Multiverse: The Slum of the Gods
The blood on my lip tasted like copper and cold gold. I stared at the spot where Han Jue had vanished, the air still smelling of dry earth and poverty. My Diamond Palace, once the symbol of absolute power, now felt like a glass house waiting for a stone."Ming, stay still! The medical nanites are trying to calibrate to the wound, but they keep crashing!" Su Qinghe shouted, her holographic image flickering as she rushed toward me."Stop the nanites, Su," I rasped, wiping the glowing liquid from my chin. "They won't work. You can't fix a soul-wound with digital bandages. That beggar didn't hit my body; he hit my balance sheet.""But your collarbone is literally shattered!" Su’s eyes were wide with a fear I hadn't seen since the early days of the audit. "And the 13th Vault... the gold is still draining. It’s not being stolen, Ming. It’s being... un-existed."I forced myself to stand, my bones grinding together. Every movement was a reminder of the wooden staff's impact. "Long Wu, get up.
Last Updated : 2026-05-06
Chapter 133: The Anatomy of a Soul-Short
The air in Hanhai City didn't smell like the expensive incense of the palace anymore. It smelled like wet cardboard and stale rain. I stood on the balcony of the central spire, clutching my fractured collarbone, watching the jewel of my empire lose its luster in real-time. The grey mist from the 10th Multiverse wasn't just a weather pattern. It was a market sentiment."Ming, you need to see the ticker," Su Qinghe said, her voice sounding thin and ragged. She didn't walk toward me; she stumbled. Her golden tablet was covered in red downward arrows. "It’s not just the currency. It’s the... everything. The 'Will to Own' index has hit rock bottom.""Define rock bottom, Su," I snapped, turning away from the window. "We have the largest reserves in history. We own the light in the sky.""It doesn't matter what we own if nobody wants it!" Su shoved the tablet into my chest. "The Beggar King isn't attacking our vaults. He’s 'Shorting' the human heart. Look at the Hanhai Stock Exchange. Inves
Last Updated : 2026-05-07
Chapter 134: The Trial of the Ascetic
The grey ash from the bread was still warm in the boy's hands when the world simply… stopped. The screaming crowds, the towering spires of Hanhai, and the smell of ozone from the system’s frantic calculations all blinked out. One second I was standing in a dying city. The next, my boots were sinking into scorching, white sand. The heat hit me like a physical blow. There was no wind. No sound. Just an infinite horizon of dunes under a sun that looked like a hole burnt into the sky."The Auditor’s office looks a bit different today, doesn't it?"I turned. Han Jue was standing ten paces away. He wasn't the towering specter of the vortex anymore. He was just a man in rags, leaning on a piece of dead wood. But here, in this nothingness, he looked like the only solid thing in existence."Where are we?" I rasped. My voice was already dry. "System? Status report!"[SYSTEM OFFLINE.][VAULT ACCESS: DENIED.][ARCHITECT’S EYE: SEALED.]"Don't bother," Han Jue said, sitting down in the sand with
Last Updated : 2026-05-07
Chapter 136: The Logic of the Zero-Point
The crushing weight of the system was gone. That constant, buzzing pressure of the trillion-dollar balance, the thousands of notifications, and the heavy thrum of the Sovereign Core—it all vanished the second I tore my heart out. I wasn't just broke. I was off the ledger entirely.I was standing back in that white, blinding desert. The heat was still there, but it didn't burn. It couldn't. How do you burn something that doesn’t exist?Han Jue was staring at me, his wooden bowl clattering to the sand. For the first time, the Beggar King looked small. His rags didn't look like symbols of power anymore; they just looked like trash."You... you cheated," Han Jue whispered. His voice was trembling. "The Trial of the Ascetic requires a participant. You deleted the participant. You aren't a man anymore. You're a ghost."I looked down at the hole in my chest. It wasn't bleeding liquid gold. It was a hollow window of white light, perfectly still. I felt a strange, cold clarity. No panic. No gr
Last Updated : 2026-05-08
Chapter 137: Repossessing the Beggar’s Bowl
The Diamond Palace didn't look like a sanctuary anymore. It looked like a tomb made of glass. The air was thick with that suffocating, grey fog of the 10th Multiverse, a mist that smelled like old copper and unwashed bodies. My boots hit the diamond floor with a heavy, solid thud that echoed through the silence. I wasn't the ghost I had been in the desert. My body felt weirdly dense, like I was packed with lead and light at the same time.In the center of the hall, Han Jue stood. The Beggar King was holding that cracked wooden bowl high, and the thing was vibrating, humming with a frequency that made my teeth ache."You’re back," Han Jue said. He didn't turn around. He just tilted his head. "The man who deleted his own heart. Tell me, Qin Ming, how does it feel to be a void? Do you feel the peace of having nothing left to lose?""I don't feel peace, Han Jue," I said, walking toward him. I didn't stop. I didn't slow down. "I feel a ledger that hasn't been closed.""Ming!" Su Qinghe’s v
Last Updated : 2026-05-09
Chapter 138: The Anatomy of the 10th Realm’s Core
The shards of Han Jue’s bowl were still glowing on the floor when I stepped over his broken body. The Diamond Palace was quiet, but it wasn't a peaceful quiet. It was the silence of a grave. Su Qinghe was trying to reboot the main terminal, but the screens were just bleeding static."Ming, where are you going?" Su shouted, her voice echoing off the cracked diamond walls. "The crisis is over! Han Jue is down! We need to stabilize the markets before the 1st Multiverse completely de-shards!"I didn't stop. I walked toward the back of the throne room, toward the spot where the grey mist had been the thickest. "The crisis isn't over, Su. We just beat the debt collector. The bank is still standing.""What bank?" Long Wu asked, limping after me. He wiped blood from his forehead, his shadow-blade flickering. "Master, the 10th Multiverse is receding. We won.""We didn't win. We just delayed the foreclosure," I said. I raised my hand, and the white light in my chest flared. I didn't need the Sy
Last Updated : 2026-05-09
Chapter 139: The Liquidation of the Shadow
I stood in that white, flickering void, staring at the cursor that was hovering over my mother’s name like a guillotine. Han Jue’s hand was still on my wrist, his grip cold and dry."If you click 'YES', you become the villain of your own story," Han Jue whispered. "You save one life and condemn trillions to the dark. Is that the audit you want to live with?"I looked at my mother. Her face was half-ink, her eyes searching mine with a terrifying calmness. "Ming, it's okay," she said, her voice sounding like a soft breeze through old pages. "Don't pay a price that breaks the world.""I’m not paying that price, Mom," I said. I looked up at the cursor. My heart—the one I had supposedly deleted—was thumping with a rhythm that felt like thunder. "And I’m not letting you go. Han Jue, you think this is a binary choice. Either the light or the dark. Either the 1st or the 10th. But you forgot one thing.""And what’s that?" Han Jue sneered."I’m the Auditor," I growled. "I don't choose between a
Last Updated : 2026-05-09
Chapter 140: The Call of the First Universe
The massive Obsidian Gate didn't just stand in the center of the palace; it hummed with the sound of a trillion voices whispering in unison. The giant hand that had hovered over Hanhai suddenly retracted, dissolving into shimmering particles of raw data. The "End of Volume 1" text that had threatened to flatten our reality flickered and died."Ming, what is happening?" Su Qinghe grabbed my arm, her fingers digging into my skin. "The sky... it’s stopped turning white, but it’s not blue anymore. It’s... clear. Like looking through glass.""The merger did more than just balance the accounts, Su," I said, my Omni-Ledger spinning so fast it was creating a halo around my head. "It opened the final door."Long Wu stepped forward, his shadow-blade held low. "Master, something is coming through. I don't feel a soul, but I feel... gravity. Intense gravity."The gates didn't slam open. They slid apart with the silent precision of a luxury elevator. We expected a god, a monster, or an army of cos
Last Updated : 2026-05-10
Chapter 141: The One-Cent Sovereign
The hospital room smelled like bleach and failure. I stared at the papers on the bedside table. "Divorce" was written in a font that looked as cold as the woman standing at the foot of my bed.Mu Rong didn't look like the Su Qinghe I remembered. She had the same face, but the warmth had been surgically removed. Her business suit was tailored to perfection, sharp enough to cut a man's throat. She looked at me like I was a stain on her expensive rug."Sign it, Qin Ming," she said. Her voice was flat, bored. "I’ve wasted three years of my life waiting for you to stop playing pretend. The doctors said you were in a coma. I think you were just hiding from the fact that you’re a nobody."I cleared my throat, the dryness scratching my neck. "Three years?""Three years of me paying for this room," she snapped. She leaned forward, her eyes flashing with pure disgust. "Do you have any idea what you cost me? You’re a waste of oxygen. While you were 'dreaming,' I was climbing. I’m a senior partne
Last Updated : 2026-05-10
Chapter 142: The Anatomy of a Modern
The VIP suite was a massive upgrade, but the air still felt like a hospital. I was sitting up, the taste of the expensive broth Director Chen had ordered still lingering in my mouth. I felt sharp. The "Source Code" wasn't just a memory anymore; it was an overlay on my vision. Every stock ticker on the news, every blinking light on the medical equipment, it all translated into raw numbers and potential.The door swung open. Mu Rong walked back in, but she wasn't alone.Beside her was a guy who looked like he’d been grown in a lab specifically to be annoying. He wore a tailored charcoal suit that cost more than my father’s house and a watch that could probably buy the hospital wing I was currently sitting in. This was Lin Feng, the heir to the Hanhai Finance Group. I recognized the face from the business magazines Mu Rong used to leave around the house."Still here?" Mu Rong said, her voice dripping with impatience. "I told you, the lawyer is downstairs. Why are you wasting time with th
Last Updated : 2026-05-11