Chapter 633: Imprinting
Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, Wu Junior's expression froze, then the fear on his face vanished, replaced by a look of pleasant surprise.
Aside from Wu Senior, everyone else present showed expressions of pleasant surprise. The reason Wu Senior's face didn't reveal surprise was because he had already expressed his inner joy just moments before, only to be interrupted by Wu Junior's remarks.
"Really? After having the Death God Seal implanted, can I really possess powers that ordinary people don't, like jumping and flying?"
Wu Junior seemed very agitated; it was clear from his reaction that he, too, yearned intensely for extraordinary power.
It wasn't just him; many people found this temptation incredibly hard to resist. Because once one possessed power, many things that were previously impossible or unattainable would cease to be problems. How many could truly withstand such a temptation?
For some, having power would even cultivate a sense of superiority when facing ordinary people, greatly satisfying their vanity.
Therefore, few could resist the allure that power brought, and Yang Haoran himself was no exception.
Of course, the same applied to everyone else present; however, whether they would regret it when facing death after embarking on this path would depend on the individual.
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, including Wu Junior, whose head bobbed like a pecking chick. Their expressions were all agitated, with Wu Junior being the most excited, followed by the young and beautiful woman. Only Wu Senior was considerably more composed.
"Is there anyone among you unwilling to have the Death God Seal implanted?"
Although it was clear that everyone wished to have the Death God Seal implanted, Yang Haoran still spoke up to make a final confirmation.
No one replied. Their silence served as an affirmative answer to Yang Haoran.
"Since that's the case, let's not waste any more time. Let's begin now."
As his voice fell, Yang Haoran turned his gaze to Wu Senior and said with a smile, "Let's start with Young Master Wu first."
Wu Senior's expression faltered. Yang Haoran's address truly startled him; even with his composed nature, he was still somewhat flustered.
"Boss, please don't call me that. It makes me. . ."
Yang Haoran waved his hand, cutting off Wu Senior, and said with a smile, "It's just an address. Don't take it to heart."
Wu Senior felt a trace of helplessness in his heart. He also dared not waste Yang Haoran's time with idle chatter, so he could only approach Yang Haoran swiftly, his face filled with reverence.
The Death God Seal manifested on Yang Haoran's brow, emitting a visible Yin Qi, appearing full of mystery. An identical Death God Seal condensed at his fingertip, and then he sent it into Wu Senior's brow.
The Death God Seal merged into Wu Senior's brow, then vanished from sight, no longer discernible to the naked eye.
As for Yang Haoran, after successfully implanting the Death God Seal in Wu Senior, his aura weakened slightly, and his complexion consequently paled a bit.
With his current strength, he could perfectly well implant the Death God Seal in several people simultaneously; he had done so before.
However, he wasn't doing so at present, not because he couldn't, but because he chose not to.
This was because he was injured, and coupled with the significant depletion of Spirit Power within his body, implanting the Death God Seal in several people at once might impose a burden on his injured physique. To avoid such a situation, he opted to implant the Death God Seal in each person individually.
After the Death God Seal was successfully implanted, Wu Senior immediately felt a new power surge within his body, a cool and refreshing energy that brought him great comfort.
"Thank you, Boss!"
Filled with inner delight, Wu Senior quickly bowed to Yang Haoran in gratitude.
After Wu Senior, Yang Haoran implanted the Death God Seal into Wu Senior's wife, and then the old butler.
Strictly speaking, the old butler was not a member of the Wu family, but Old Master Wu had always treated him as a close relative. Over the years, the old butler had indeed contributed too much to their Wu family, so Old Master Wu did not exclude him.
Yang Haoran also had a good impression of this butler, so he said nothing and directly implanted the Death God Seal in him.
After the old butler, it was the young woman's turn. She was tall and slender with fair skin, bearing a slight resemblance to Wu Senior. However, Yang Haoran had never seen this woman before, nor had he heard Old Master Wu mention her, so he naturally didn't know her identity.
Observing Yang Haoran's expression, the woman perceived the doubt in his heart. A smile blossomed on her face, and she proactively spoke to Yang Haoran.
"Brother Yang, don't you remember me? I'm Xiaoxiao, Wu Xiaoxiao."
The young woman's words surprised Yang Haoran somewhat.
"Ah? You're Wu Xiaoxiao?"
Yang Haoran's face was filled with disbelief. In his memory, Wu Xiaoxiao was anything but small; her two hundred catties were enough to make many burly men feel inferior. When she ran, she was practically a human tank, a stark contrast to the tall, slender woman standing before him. Their images simply could not overlap.
Wu Xiaoxiao watched Yang Haoran's surprised expression, and the smile on her face deepened, revealing her immense happiness. From her smile, it was clear that her joy was genuine.
"I successfully lost weight! How about that, isn't it amazing? " Wu Xiaoxiao said with a laugh.
She had expected Yang Haoran to say something about every fat person being a potential stock, but his answer greatly exceeded her expectations.
"You're truly ruthless with yourself. I deeply admire your determination and perseverance."
The smile on Wu Xiaoxiao's face stiffened, and at that moment, Yang Haoran condensed a Death God Seal and sent it into her brow.
"You rest for a bit, we'll talk more later," Yang Haoran said.
Recovering, Wu Xiaoxiao's smile returned, and she nodded emphatically at Yang Haoran.
After Wu Xiaoxiao stepped back, Wu Junior hobbled over to Yang Haoran, his emotions so stirred that he couldn't even feel the pain from his injuries.
"Boss, it's my turn, it's my turn."
Wu Junior, imitating Old Master Wu and Wu Senior, called Yang Haoran "Boss. " At this moment, he had shed his usual arrogance, standing before Yang Haoran like a well-behaved child.
What Yang Haoran worried about most was Wu Junior. Once Wu Junior received the Death God Seal, he would possess power, and there was no telling how many absurd things he would do.
Yang Haoran's original intention was not to implant the Death God Seal in Wu Junior, as he didn't want Wu Junior's conduct to bring him unnecessary trouble. However, Wu Junior was, after all, Old Master Wu's biological son. Though Old Master Wu was disappointed in his good-for-nothing son, Yang Haoran could tell that Old Master Wu still deeply cared for Wu Junior.
If he refused to implant the Death God Seal in Wu Junior, Old Master Wu certainly wouldn't show dissatisfaction, but a degree of disappointment would surely arise in his heart, possibly even leading to a rift that could affect Yang Haoran's relationship with Old Master Wu.
Therefore, he still decided to implant the Death God Seal in Wu Junior. This decision had nothing to do with Wu Junior himself; it was entirely for Old Master Wu's sake.
"Don't rush, I'll implant the Death God Seal for you now. However, I hope you don't forget my previous warning to all of you. If you foolishly rely on your power to cause trouble, I will personally retrieve the Death God Seal from your body. Do you understand?"
Although he had decided to implant the Death God Seal in Wu Junior, Yang Haoran still, out of caution, reminded him again.
"Boss, you can be ten thousand times assured! I absolutely will not abuse my power; you must believe me! " Wu Junior hastily promised.
Yang Haoran didn't believe Wu Junior's assurances at all, but he still condensed a Death God Seal and sent it into Wu Junior's brow.
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