[What a filthy idea, but I like it.] Senior Three-Eyed replied.
[Can it really be stripped off?] After hearing this, Song Shuhang's eyes lit up. As long as he thought of Fatball losing her spatial ability, he couldn't help but feel happy.
Sometimes, happiness was just so easy to obtain. A sudden thought could make people silly and happy for half a day.
[Although I can strip off a part of it, there are a lot of limitations … The main thing is that the other party is the ruler of the Netherworld, and it's unrealistic to completely strip it of its spatial ability. Senior Three-Eyed replied via secret sound transmission.
[Moreover, the 'gambling ceremony' can only strip off its spatial ability in the main world, and then condense a 'spatial seed' as the gambling stake. However, it definitely won't be able to affect its main body in the Netherworld Realm, where it is the ruler. In addition, there is a time limit to stripping off its spatial ability. It can only take one month at most, or seven or eight days at the very least, for its spatial ability to be restored.] Senior Three-Eyed added.
[That's not worth it.] Song Shuhang pinched his chin. If it was only seven or eight days to a month, the stakes would no longer be equal.
[Actually, you're already not losing out on a single 'spatial seed',] Senior Three-Eyed said. [You can increase the price by stripping off your spatial ability for one month, as well as other treasures you want. Just try to make the stakes as equal as possible.]
Although the outcome of the gamble had yet to be decided, the stakes had to be equal. This was the principle of fairness.
[Alright ~ Let's do that.] Song Shuhang nodded in agreement.
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On the side.
Fatball's alternate account and the drama queen silently watched Song Shuhang and Three-Eyed Young Three-Eyed exchange glances.
These two guys had been communicating via secret sound transmission for too long, and Fatball's alternate account felt that there was something fishy going on.
"Ruler of the ball, don't worry. My master is just confirming the stakes with 'Hegemon BaSong'." At some point, the butler climbed down from the grill, changed into a new set of clothes, and began to serve tea to Fatball's smurf and the Drama Queen Ma. "Fairness has always been the selling point of my Lord's Bet Ceremony."
Fatball's alternate account: "…"
At this time, Senior Three-Eyed lightly clapped his hands. "I've come to an agreement with little Ba Song. He's willing to provide detailed information regarding the location of the 'treasure' that you want, Ruler of the Netherworld Ball. How do you feel? "
Fatball's smurf account widened its eye and stared at the three-eyed boy. "Are you kidding me? The treasure is not with you? "
"I never said that the treasure was in my hands." The three-eyed young man smiled slightly, and said, "I just told you that if you want to get what you want, come in and make a bet with me. Now, if you make a bet with me, won't you have a chance to get information about the location of the 'treasure' from Tyrannical Song?"
Fatball's smurf stared at Song Shuhang again.
Song Shuhang's face was expressionless, and he said indifferently: "From the beginning to the end, I never said that the treasure was in Senior Three-Eyed's hands. I only said that I knew the location of the 'treasure'. Then, I mentioned that I gambled with Senior Three-Eyed twice, but I never said that I lost … That's right, Fatball, I misled you! "
Fatball silently remembered this grudge in its heart. Today, Ba Song had provoked it many times. As long as it could get out of this small world, it would definitely crush Ba Song to death.
The one-eyed butler timely handed a cup of fragrant tea to Song Shuhang, and added: "So, Hegemon BaSong, do you accept a butler? I like you more and more, I feel that we have a lot in common. "
When the Stone Tablet Fellow hanging on Song Shuhang's waist heard this, it suddenly fell silent. Not long ago, it also felt that it and Song Shuhang hit it off, and it even made an appointment to fight against the big shot after they came out of the 'Sacred Mount of Gar'. But now, it didn't want to talk about fighting against the big shot.
"Hahahaha." The Drama Spirit Horse let out a burst of 'dubbing laughter', the kind that would automatically be accompanied by the 'hahaha' laughter of the audience when a joke was told on the radio.
"In that case, Ruler of the Netherworld Ball, do you agree to this bet?" the three-eyed boy asked.
"How can I guarantee the accuracy of the information?" Fatball's smurf said.
If it wasn't for the part of the Ball of the Will that the Scholarly Sage bit off, it would have already exploded!
But this matter was related to its future, and whether it could continue to live or not. Therefore, no matter how great the grievance was, it could only grit its teeth and bear with it for the time being.
A lack of forbearance in small matters would spoil great plans — it was never too late to take revenge in the future.
"Ruler of the Netherworld Ball, you have also seen my 'bet ceremony', so you can completely trust me in this regard. After the bet ceremony starts, all the bets will be taken out and given to the winner without reservation, "the three-eyed boy said confidently.
After a moment of silence, Fatball finally chose the penalty.
The three-eyed boy slowly said, "Good ~ Ruler of the Netherworld Ball, since you have agreed to Ba Song 'bet, then in return, Ba Song also has some requirements for the bets. No matter who wins or loses in the end, the bets must be fair. "
The three-eyed boy slowly said, "What do you want?" Fatball's metal eyes coldly looked at Song Shuhang.
"I want Fatball's' spatial authority 'for a month, and … hmm, a dragon-shaped commander's seal," Song Shuhang said. If he asked for an exorbitant price, it would be easier for him to bargain later.
"A commander's seal is out of the question, don't even think about it. Correspondingly, I can use information about a magical treasure as the bet, "Fatball slowly said." The location of the Scholarly Sage's magical treasure, the [Scripture of Confucianism]. "
Song Shuhang sighed. "Boss Fatball, you've hit my soft spot. Deal … I agree to this bet."
Just now, when Fatball's smurf mentioned the [Scripture of Confucianism], Song Shuhang clearly felt that Fairy Creation in his body had a strange reaction. This was caused by her being unable to control her emotions.
The three-eyed boy nodded with satisfaction. Then, he looked at the Drama Spirit Horse and said, "Fellow Daoist Horse, what kind of bet do you want?"
The Drama Spirit Horse opened its mouth and revealed a smile.
In the next moment, it opened its mouth and spat out a 'Runes'.
As soon as this Runes came out, the faces of Fatball and the three-eyed boy changed drastically. The two quickly retreated … but then, they quickly approached the Runes and carefully observed them.
Their instincts told them that these 'Runes' were very dangerous, but they also felt that these Runes were no small matter, and that they contained something very, very important to the ruler of the Netherworld.
However, even with their eyesight, they couldn't see through these 'Runes' at all.
Although they didn't understand, they felt that it was amazing.
The three-eyed boy and Fatball looked at each other — three eyes against one eye, and Fatball was completely defeated.
"I agree to this bet." Fatball was the first to speak. It suspected that these Runes were related to Bai Youyou's secret. If it could obtain these 'Runes', perhaps it wouldn't need to look for the 'existence' that the Wielder of the Will Ball had lost. It could continue to be a nail in the Netherworld Realm like Bai Youyou!
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