In the face of Zhen Pingfan's urgent inquiry, Duan Lingtian pondered for a moment before he slowly said, "If he's not hiding anything … I'm confident.
Even if he's hiding something, as long as it's not too exaggerated to the extent that we can't imagine, we'll still be able to fight to a draw. "
"Elder Zhen, please inform Elder Yunfeng."
Upon hearing Duan Lingtian's last sentence, Zhen Pingfan, who was in the nearby mansion, suddenly brightened. Then, he replied excitedly, "Alright!"
Originally, he did not have much hope after learning about Moqi Hong's strength.
However, he did not expect that after he told Duan Lingtian in detail about the increase in his battle prowess after becoming a high-level Divine Emperor for 100 years, as well as Moqi Hong's current strength, Duan Lingtian still replied in such a manner.
Duan Ling Tian was only one step away from telling him that he was confident.
At this moment, he muttered in his heart …
Duan Lingtian, I hope you didn't trick me.
I'll believe you this time.
If I lose, even if my old man doesn't kill me, he'll skin me alive!
Forget it.
If it really doesn't work, I'll take you with me when the time comes … That's loyal enough, right? Otherwise, if I run away, my old man will have nowhere to vent his anger. Maybe he'll vent his anger on you.
After taking a deep breath, Zhen Pingfan sent a message to Yun Feng in Chunyang School.
After receiving Zhen Pingfan's message, the first thing he said was, "Are you crazy?"
"You want Duan Lingtian and Moqi Hong to fight? You want to wager a half-soul high-quality divine weapon? Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your head?
Do you believe that I won't break your legs if you say one more word? "
Zhen Yunfeng was really angry.
If Duan Lingtian and the three brats from the Seven Kills Valley were to bet on half a soul high-grade divine artifact, the chances of winning would be 100% …
But now, his son seemed to be in the mood for gambling. He actually wanted Duan Lingtian to bet with Moqi Hong of the Moqi Family for half a soul high-grade divine artifact!
Are you my son or Moqi Jue's son?
Why are you in such a hurry to give my half-soul high-grade divine artifact to that old bastard Moqi Jue?
"Father, let me finish …"
Zhen Pingfan felt a little helpless. He felt that his father's reaction was normal. "The people from the Seven Kills Valley aren't idiots … The people from the Moqi Family aren't idiots either."
"You should be clear about this."
"Seven Kills Valley isn't willing to gamble because they aren't confident."
"But the Moqi Family, do you think they don't have the confidence?"
"Moreover, given Moqi Jue's temper, do you think he would refuse this bet if I intentionally provoked him?"
Hearing Zhen Pingfan's words, Zhen Yunfeng sneered. "Of course he wouldn't refuse. If I were him, why would I refuse when someone is so eager to give me a half-soul high-grade divine artifact? "
Zhen Yunfeng suddenly felt that he had spoiled his son too much in the past.
If he hadn't confirmed that this son was his own, he would have suspected that this son of his was an illegitimate son of the Moqi Family.
How could this be?
I, your father, only have half a soul high-grade divine artifact!
"Father."
Zhen Pingfan smiled bitterly. "The situation you're talking about is the situation where Duan Lingtian loses."
"But haven't you thought about what would happen if Duan Lingtian wins?"
When Zhen Pingfan said this, Zhen Yunfeng was silent for a while. Then, he unhurriedly said, "Impossible!"
He knew that Duan Lingtian had broken through to the Intermediate Divine Emperor Realm.
If Duan Lingtian consolidated his cultivation base as a Intermediate Divine Emperor, he believed that Duan Lingtian would be able to defeat an ordinary Advanced Divine Emperor.
However, there was a problem.
Duan Lingtian had only broken through to the Intermediate Divine Emperor Realm for two years. In these two years, he had only just begun to consolidate his cultivation base.
Even if Duan Lingtian was a genius, it would be difficult for him to consolidate his cultivation base as a Intermediate Divine Emperor in less than ten years.
"That's right. Father, if you think it's impossible, then Moqi Jue and the people from the Moqi Family must think it's impossible as well. Under such circumstances, how could they refuse the temptation of a half-soul high-grade divine artifact?"
This time, Zhen Pingfan didn't give his father a chance to speak. He told his father everything he had learned in the past few days. "In the past few days, I've basically grasped Moqi Hong's situation.
Earlier, Duan Lingtian also gave me a response. He said that if Moqi Hong didn't conceal his strength, he's confident he'll be able to defeat him.
Moreover, even if Moqi Hong has concealed his strength, as long as it's not too exaggerated, he's confident he'll be able to fight Moqi Hong to a draw. "
"Father, even if you don't trust me, don't tell me you don't trust Duan Lingtian? Previously, you told me that although Duan Lingtian is young, he's more mature than me. "
"Now, you're not going to deny what you said, right?"
Zhen Pingfan asked.
"Did Duan Lingtian really say that?"
Zhen Yunfeng asked after a moment of silence.
Although he had not spent much time with Duan Lingtian, he could tell that Duan Lingtian was not a person who spoke without thinking. With Duan Lingtian's character, he wouldn't act recklessly.
"Yes."
Zhen Pingfan said confidently, "Why don't I make a trip back now and help you exchange Soul Pearls so you can contact each other?"
"There's no need for that."
Zhen Yunfeng fell silent for a moment before he said, "Tell me what you know about Moqi Hong. I'll try to find out more about him. As for Duan Lingtian, ask him about him as well so I can make a comparison."
"If it's not too risky, there's no harm in taking a gamble."
At this moment, Zhen Yunfeng was clearly tempted as well. However, he still wanted to confirm it himself.
No matter what, it was related to the ownership of the Prominent Soul Artifact in his possession.
His Prominent Soul Artifact had been nurtured for many years before it gave birth to a Prominent Soul Artifact.
It was harder than ascending to the heavens to give birth to a Prominent Soul Artifact.
Perhaps, before he could even give birth to a Prominent Soul Artifact, he would not be able to survive the 1,000 years of Heavenly Tribulation and die.
"Alright."
Zhen Pingfan knew how cautious his father was. Without hesitation, he told Duan Lingtian about his investigation. Then, he asked about Duan Lingtian's situation.
When he heard about Duan Lingtian's situation, Zhen Pingfan's pupils shrank. He sucked in a breath of cold air and said, "You brat, no wonder you said you were confident."
"I didn't expect this, I really didn't expect this …"
… …
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed since Duan Lingtian's group arrived at the Seven Kills Valley.
On this day, the Elder of the Seven Kills Valley, Yu Kelian, once again arrived at the valley where Duan Lingtian and the other disciples of the Chunyang School were at. He was preparing to lead the group of disciples of the Chunyang School to the site of the trade meet.
The trade meet would last for three days.
Three days was not a long time, but it was enough for the people of the five top God-level forces in Tung Leng Province to complete some transactions.
This time, the people of the various forces brought a lot of things to sell or exchange for other things they needed.
"Elder Zhen, Elder Ye, let's go."
After Zhen Pingfan led the people of the Chunyang School, including Duan Lingtian, into the air, Yu Kelian greeted them with a smile. This time, Yu Kelian came alone. He did not bring his disciple, Dao Wei.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian saw that Yu Kelian's gaze suddenly shifted to the sky above another valley in the distance.
There, an Elder of the Seven Kills Valley was also preparing to set off with a group of people.
"Elder Zhen, Elder Ye, the people of the Moqi Family are also preparing to go … Let's go over and greet them, and then we'll go together. What do you think?"
Yu Kelian smiled and asked for the opinions of Zhen Pingfan and Elder Jing Xu of the Zang Family.
"Alright."
When Zhen Pingfan heard this, he exchanged a meaningful look with Yu Kelian. Then, he led the people of the Chunyang School to meet up with the people of the Moqi Family under Yu Kelian's lead.
This time, there were nearly a hundred people from the Chunyang School who had come.
As for the Moqi Family's side, there were also close to a hundred people who had come. It was a majestic sight.
However, when they saw Duan Lingtian and his group approaching, the people of the opposite group who had just set off stopped when they saw the Elder of the Seven Kills Valley.
"Elder Moqi."
After Yu Kelian took the initiative to greet the burly old man who was the leader of the Moqi Family, Zhen Pingfan also greeted the burly old man. "Senior Uncle Moqi, it's been a long time since we last met. You're still as elegant as ever."
The burly old man was dressed in a loose dark golden robe. His expression was firm and dignified. When he greeted Yu Kelian and Zhen Pingfan, he merely glanced at Yu Kelian indifferently. When he looked at Zhen Pingfan, a faint smile appeared on his stiff but firm face. "Junior Nephew Zhen Pingfan."
"Junior Nephew Zhen Pingfan is leading the group from the Chunyang School this time?"
The burly old man was none other than Moqi Family's Golden Seat Elder, Moqi Jue.
"Moqi Jue."
At this moment, Duan Lingtian was standing in the crowd. A hint of pity flashed in his eyes when he looked at Moqi Jue.
'Is this the person whom Elder Yu Kelian has hated for more than 30,000 years?'
"Yes."
Zhen Pingfan replied with a smile. At the same time, his eyes lit up when he looked at the silver-robed young man who was walking side by side with a few other old men behind Moqi Jue. "This must be Senior Uncle Moqi's genius great-great-grandson, right?"
The silver-robed young man had a cold and handsome face. He had a cold temperament. When Zhen Pingfan looked at him, he also stared at Zhen Pingfan.
"Hong 'er, this is your Junior Uncle Zhen. He's the strongest person below the Intermediate God Emperor in Chunyang School."
Although Moqi Jue did not turn his head, it was obvious that he was talking to the young man.
When the young man heard this, a faint smile appeared on his cold face. He cupped his hands slightly and said, "Greetings, Junior Uncle Zhen. I'm Moqi Hong."
"Not bad."
Zhen Pingfan nodded and said with a smile, "He's indeed a man of striking appearance."
"However …"
"He's still a little lacking compared to our Chunyang School's Duan Lingtian."
No one had expected Zhen Pingfan to suddenly say this. His words came out of nowhere, and it was obviously not at the right time. Other than Duan Lingtian and Yu Kelian, everyone present was stunned.
"Zhen Pingfan, what do you mean by that?!"
Moqi Hong's expression changed, and the faint smile on Moqi Jue's face disappeared instantly. When he looked at Zhen Pingfan again, his eyes were burning with anger.
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