"Celestial Emperor, you can't do that. He is the disciple of the Emperor of Feng Du. Although his cultivation has been sealed, what if something goes wrong and the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor …?" Kunpeng secretly transmitted his voice, obviously worried.
"A Worthy Younger Brother, it's not impossible for the three of us to get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor. Why don't we …?"
Kong Xuan transmitted his voice coldly. Obviously, the three of them had a high chance of winning. As long as they paid a certain price, they might be able to get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor.
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan did not respond to the two's suggestion. A strange look flashed across his eyes. No one knew what Ye Xuan was thinking.
"Alright, then let this person take charge of this matter." Emperor Jun finally made a decision.
What happened next was simple. Ye Xuan and Emperor Jun agreed. Even if the other Sages-to-be had other opinions, they could only obey the majority.
"Mozhi, don't be nervous. Come forward."
The Emperor of Feng Du said calmly and secretly gave Huang Mozhi a look. However, before Huang Mozhi could step forward, Emperor Jun stopped him instantly and turned back to look at the Emperor of Feng Du with a sneer.
"Feng Du, don't try to be mysterious in front of me. You are his master. You'd better stay away from him."
"You …?"
The Emperor of Feng Du's expression changed. He glared at Emperor Jun with great disappointment in his eyes, but he could not say anything.
"Little friend, go and find eight green stones and a purple stone. Put them in a cloth bag. Whoever can catch the purple stone will get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor," Daoist Land Ya said to Huang Mozhi with a smile.
"Yes … Yes … I will do as you say."
Huang Mozhi's face was pale and he left under the burning gazes of the other Sages-to-be. However, none of the Sages-to-be present could follow him because everyone's cultivation was extremely strong. If anyone used a secret skill, they would certainly be detected by others.
Half an hour passed.
Huang Mozhi finally came back with a cloth bag in his hand. No one could see what was inside.
"My friends, it's best not to use your Dharma Eyes to see what's inside the bag. If anyone violates the rules, he will lose the right to get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor."
Zhen Yuanzi said softly. This also made some of the Emperors' and Emperor of Feng Du's expressions change slightly. They could only withdraw their Dharma Eyes.
After all, everyone present was a Quasi-Sage. It was impossible for anyone to play any tricks here.
The following matters were extremely serious... and
Huang Mozhi's cultivation was sealed....... were.......................
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Huang Mozhi's face was pale as he looked anxiously at the other Quasi-Saints. However, the other Quasi-Saints were all staring at the pouch in his hand, their eyes burning with passion.
"Before the drawing of lots begins, we have to agree on three rules. If anyone draws a violet stone, then the Primordial Violet Energy will belong to that person. The others are not allowed to fight for it again, otherwise, we'll attack together and annihilate that person on the spot." Daoist Lu Ya warned with a cold voice.
No one rejected Land Ya's suggestion. This was a matter of course. Otherwise, if someone really got the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor and the others fought for it again, wouldn't it be meaningless?
"I'll go first."
Zhen Yuanzi strode forward and was the first to put his hand into the bag. The other Sages-to-be watched nervously, afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would get the purple stone.
"Phew!"
The other Sages-to-be heaved a sigh of relief because Zhen Yuanzi did not draw the purple stone. However, everyone's forehead was covered in sweat as if they had gone through a life-and-death battle.
"It seems that I'm not fated to get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor." Zhen Yuanzi smiled bitterly and retreated.
"I'll do it."
Zhu Rong strode forward and reached his hand into the pouch. He groped around for a while and took out a green stone. This caused his expression to change. He let out a long sigh and retreated.
At this moment, there were only seven stones left in the bag. One of them was a purple stone. This made the remaining Sages-to-be even more nervous.
However, no one noticed that Ye Xuan's expression was calm. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he did not care who the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor belonged to.
However, Ye Xuan looked at Huang Mozhi with a strange look in his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.
Taoist Qing Tian strode forward anxiously and groped around in the bag for more than ten breaths. However, he still drew the green stone. This made him very disappointed and he retreated.
As the drawing continued, the atmosphere became increasingly tense. Land Ya did not draw the purple stone but he was not disappointed. He smiled and retreated.
"Let me do it."
Suddenly, Ye Xuan took a step forward and arrived in front of Huang Mozhi. When the two of them looked at each other, they instantly separated.
"Don't let him get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor." Emperor Jun's eyes were bloodshot. He was screaming in his heart. Blue veins bulged on his forehead, proving how shaken he was.
"You can definitely draw it. You can definitely draw it." Kunpeng murmured in a trembling voice. He stared at Ye Xuan because he believed that Ye Xuan must be the seventh Heaven Destined Saint.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan finally put his hand into the bag under the gaze of all the Sages-to-be.
Without any hesitation or nervousness, Ye Xuan casually took out a stone. As he opened his palm, Di Jun and the others let out a long sigh of relief as wild laughter came from their mouths.
"Haha."
Emperor Jun's face turned red and he mocked, "Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan, if you want the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor, wait for your next life."
It turned out that Ye Xuan had also drawn a cyan stone. Obviously, he had missed the chance to get the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor.
Facing Emperor Jun's ridicule, Kunpeng's and Kong Xuan's disappointment, and the other Sages-to-be's gloating, Ye Xuan remained calm and returned to his original position.
"It doesn't matter, A Worthy Younger Brother. Kunpeng and I have not drawn the lot yet. We still have a chance." Kong Xuan secretly comforted Ye Xuan.
Hearing Kong Xuan's announcement, Ye Xuan smiled and did not say anything, as if he did not care about the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor at all.
"Let me."
Suddenly, Emperor Jun strode forward, his face red and trembling. At this moment, more than half of the people had drawn the lot, but none of them had drawn the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor. This meant that he had a high chance of drawing the Hong Meng Immortal Vapor.
Whoosh!
Emperor Jun inhaled slowly and exhaled slowly. His face became extremely solemn. Finally, he put his hand into the bag. When he slowly took out the stone from the bag and opened his palm, Emperor Jun's face turned pale and he was stunned on the spot.
"Impossible, impossible, why didn't I draw it?" Emperor Jun roared in a low voice because the stone in his hand was cyan.
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