The three-eyed youth didn't even turn his head as he lazily replied, "What do you want from me this time?"
Baishen: "???"
He has no fighting spirit at all. This isn't the three-eyed youth that I know!
From what Ba Song knew, the three-eyed youth would always become more courageous the more he suffered a setback. No matter how many times he lost, he would always pull himself together with the confidence to win.
However, the three-eyed youth in front of him seemed to have been replaced by someone else … He had no fighting spirit at all.
"Three-eyed Senior, what's wrong?" Baishen asked cautiously.
"Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, you don't have to worry. Master is just having his period ~" The butler with the eyeballs came out with tea. Tyrannical and Tyrannical? At the same time, he handed over some immortal tea.
The three-eyed youth: "…"
"Period?" The corners of Baishen's mouth twitched.
The ruler of the Netherworld had such a setting?
The three-eyed youth flipped over on the beach and looked at Baishen. "Don't be embarrassed. Just say it. What treasure do you want from me this time?"
"Senior, why don't you have any fighting spirit?" Ba Song asked.
The three-eyed youth looked up at the sky. "No matter how much fighting spirit I have, I won't be able to withstand you guys coming to me once a month!
"In the past, even if I lost, I would still have decades, centuries, or even millennia to adjust my mental state. After such a long time, even if I lost last time, I would still be able to adjust my mental state.
"But what about you? You come to report once every other month. Furthermore, you won't even give me a month this time!
"How can I have any fighting spirit?"
An awkward expression appeared on Baishen's face. He really didn't expect this.
Even the strongest person needed time to lick their wounds.
His main body was a bit too diligent in fleecing others.
"However, Senior, think about it from another perspective. This is our last bet with you, Senior. After this bet, you can say goodbye to us. If you think about it this way, won't you be happier? "Baishen was considerate and tried to persuade him from another angle.
"Huh? Now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense. "The three-eyed youth sat up on the beach.
He had almost forgotten that this was the last bet between him and Tyrannical Song!
After the ceremony, Ba Song didn't have the chance to fleece him anymore.
"Moreover, our main bodies didn't come this time. We are clones, so we should be different from our main bodies," Baishen reminded.
The three-eyed youth patted the sand off his pants and stood up.
The sun began to shine brightly in the sky.
The eyeball butler raised its head and looked at the dazzling sunlight. It was too bright. Such a bright sunlight was not very friendly to it. As an eyeball monster, its body needed a lot of water. Sunlight that was too bright would evaporate the moisture in its body.
As expected, it was Old Master Zha Zha's inflated ego that caused his emotions to break!
"Master, this is also your last chance to win against Fellow Daoist Ba Song … If you lose, then the bet between you and Ba Song will be a complete loss. And in the future, you won't have the chance to change this record anymore, "the eyeball butler kindly reminded.
The three-eyed youth: "!!!"
The originally bright sunlight dimmed a little.
The three-eyed youth coughed lightly and asked, "Ahem, what does your main body want this time?"
With Fellow Daoist Ba Song's personality, he definitely wanted something from him, which was why he came looking for him.
It was as if he was a treasure vault.
Baishen said, "My main body has been researching a topic recently. It's about fusing a pair of Scholarly Sage's eyes with the Immortal Golden Elixir and fusing the two into one."
Self Corpse Tyrant? He continued, "In the process of research, we encountered some technical difficulties. We need someone to provide technical support regarding the eyeballs … Senior Three-Eyed, you are the senior who has the deepest understanding of eyeballs in the universe. Therefore, we would like to ask you to help us with this project. "
Baishen concluded, "This is the goal of our bet. Senior, do you agree?"
"A pair of Scholarly Sage's eyes?" When the three-eyed youth heard this, he suddenly felt a little excited.
Was he inviting him to study the Sage's eyes?
Not good, this proposal poked at his heart.
Ba Song definitely wouldn't use the Scholarly Sage's eyes as a bet, and it was destined to be unable to be collected by him.
Therefore, if he wanted to have a deeper understanding of this pair of divine eyes, it seemed that the only way was to 'assist in research'.
Since such a great Sage's eyes couldn't be collected, it would also be great to touch and study them.
So … should I deliberately lose this round and lose to Ba Song's Three Corpses?
The three-eyed youth felt conflicted.
Moreover, why do you have to make this the goal of the bet? With our friendship, can't you just directly invite me for such a small matter? Why did you do that?]
Out of respect for the pair of Scholarly Sage's eyes, the three-eyed youth secretly increased the friendship between him and Ba Song by a large margin, increasing it by about five to six times.
"Ahem, okay, I agree to this bet," the three-eyed youth replied. "What about your bet?"
"As for the wager, how about a living Demon Emperor?" Zombie Tyrant? He pointed at the Demon Emperor Nightmare.
The three-eyed youth: "…"
What a perfunctory feeling.
However, out of respect for the pair of Scholarly Sage's eyes …
The three-eyed youth nodded, and said, "Alright."
The Demon Emperor Nightmare: "…"
For a moment, he felt that he had received a feeling of disgust from the three-eyed ruler.
He was the mighty Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor, yet he wasn't even qualified to be a bet?
It was so uncomfortable.
Baishen asked, "Senior, how do we proceed with the bet this time?"
"What are you good at?" The three-eyed youth asked directly. He had already decided to throw the game, so he wanted to go through the process.
"I'm good at it? Mm-hm, I'm the good corpse of the main body, and I have great virtue just like the main body. In addition, I've inherited the 'good' part of the main body. Therefore, I'm quite good at virtue, holy light, being a good person, and doing good deeds, "Baishen replied honestly.
The three-eyed youth showed a look of disgust once again.
At first, he wanted to compete with Baishen in what the other party was good at, but after hearing about these events, he gave up on this idea.
He was the ruler of the Netherworld, so how could he compete in condensing holy light and power of virtue?
Ptui!
"What are you good at?" The three-eyed youth looked at Ba Song's self-corpse.
Self-corpse tyrant? "I'm good at making people forget me."
The three-eyed youth asked, "What's your name?"
The self-corpse replied, "Tyrannical body."
"Isn't it pretty easy to remember?" The three-eyed youth said. "Hegemon."
"…" His self-corpse.
He was now the person in the world who could best understand Scholar Drunken Fish of the Nine Provinces Number One Group.
The three-eyed youth suggested, "It's decided. This time, let's compete in memory."
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