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Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 575
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Wilbur chuckled, then tightened his right fist, and finally used sspiritual energy as he punched the zombie.

With a loud explosion, the horrifying zombie exploded to pieces, turning into dust in the air. Meanwhile, Wilbur reached out to grab the man.

The spiritual energy on that man's body was snuffed out by Wilbur's overwhelming power in an instant. After that, Wilbur held him up helplessly with one hand.

"Damn it. Why do you have to force my hand?" Wilbur asked coldly.

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The man finally got to his senses and hurriedly said, "Sir, please spare me. I'm just trying to make smoney with my tricks. I didn't commit any immoral deeds." "What did you say? How do you explain the situation with the corpse of Yanfren's father?" Wilbur reprimanded.

The man was completely immobilized in Wilbur's grasp. The spiritual energy in his body seemed to have frozen solid. Out of desperation, he begged, "While I was cheating people of their money in Seechertown... I mean, when I was traveling there, I heard that Yanfren was quite rich, so I looked into his background. I merely animated the corpse to scare him. All I wanted was just seasy money." Just then, the devotees were overcwith shock. They could not believe that their so-called Master turned out to be a charlatan. Wilbur sneered and said, "At least you cclean. However, using such shameless tricks to earn money brings shto all cultivators. I need to punish you and ensure you won't be a menace to others in the future." With that said, Wilbur dropped the man and balled up his fist. At that instant, a wave of terrible spiritual pressure emanated from him.

The man turned pale from the fear. He was just a greedy beginner Ambience level cultivator who knew how to animate corpses. Who would have thought that he would run into someone so powerful? That tremendous spiritual energy was not something he could go up against.

"Sir, please spare me. I don't think I deserve to die!" the man begged frantically.

Wilbur was only trying to scare him and teach him a small lesson.

If the man was willing to admit his mistakes, Wilbur would just give him a light beating. If he remained stubborn, then Wilbur would destroy his cultivation and cripple him. Wilbur did not plan on killing him at all.

Right at that moment, a loud booming sound was heard.

Ryder fired his gun and the man's body was immediately blown to pieces, splattering blood all over the place.

Meanwhile, a ball of red light flew out of his head and shot into the sky.

Wilbur shouted and a beam of silvery light shot out from his mouth, instantly decimating the ball of red light in the air.

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He finally turned around and looked at Ryder. "What were you doing?" "Didn't you say you wanted to kill him?" Ryder replied innocently.

Wilbur was speechless. "I was just trying to scare him. Who told you to shoot?" "I thought you were giving out an order, so I fired the shot. Moreover, the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense has a rule. All evil cultivators like this need to be eliminated right away," Rydenreplied with a deadpan face. Wilbur was truly at a loss for words. Ryder's comprehension was just something else. Or maybe he was afraid that Wilbur would let the guy live so he executed the man following the department's rules? Regardless, it was too late for that. The guy was dead and even used a secret technique to let his soul escape.

If Wilbur allowed his soul to escape, then someone would end up getting possessed. Perhaps killing him was not a bad thing after all.

However, that guy sure had quite a few tricks despite his low cultivation level. He was quite a powerful Ambience level cultivator.

Wilbur picked up the bell the guy dropped. He examined it and noticed that it was passable as a Spirit et Weapon, making it barely qualify as an offering for the altar. S Without any hesitation, he tossed it into his demiplane and would deal with it later.

Wilbur then turned around to face those devotees and said, "Uncles and aunties, that guy was a charlatan. He's not someone you should worship. Hurry up and go home."