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Chapter 398

Words:2771Update:22/06/20 05:46:24

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After a long time, no one from either side accepted the challenge. Yan Bugui looked at the people on his left and right. Seeing their hesitant eyes, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Before this, they were all determined to raise one billion, ready to embarrass the Huaxia Cultivation World and make a fortune. Now, a Nascent Soul Stage Yue Qianchou had scared them so much that no one dared to go up.

Yan Bugui's guess was right. Except for the two experts at the final stage of Tribulation Passing, the other dozens of people were indeed quite afraid of Yue Qianchou. They wanted to go down and accept the challenge, but they were afraid that the guy with a thousand flying swords would jump out again. Everyone's cultivation was about the same as Yan Cheng and his brothers, so they couldn't be much higher. They really couldn't guarantee that they could win against Yue Qianchou. No one was willing to risk their lives to try! They could only wait for someone else to come up and then challenge him.

On the side of the Cultivation Alliance, seeing that the three whip experts had all been killed, and the threat of the strange whip was gone, they were a little tempted. However, they were also worried that these foreign cultivators would use some strange treasures again, so they were a little hesitant.

Yue Qianchou looked around and sneered. They wanted to show off, but they were afraid of paying the price. Every one of them was calculating, and none of them were good. After cursing in his heart, he looked at Zi Yi. Zi Yi was excited and asked, "Do you want me to go up?"

Just as Yue Qianchou was about to nod his head to signal her to make a move, they heard the sound of something flying through the air in the distance. Everyone raised their heads and looked over. A black shadow arrived in the blink of an eye, landing directly in front of the people from the Myriad Demons Palace.

A lean and skinny old man in black slowly turned around with his hands behind his back. His snow-white hair flowed freely behind his back as he stared at the mountaintop where Yan Bu Gui was at with a glint in his eyes. Before he spoke, the aura of a superior made all the people of the Ten Thousand Demons stand with their hands tied, and they lowered their heads slightly without saying a word.

"Hiss!" Bi Shan took a deep breath and said, "Why is he here?"

"Who is this person?" Yue Qianchou asked, puzzled. To be able to make the Ten Thousand Demons look like this, the person who came must have a high status among the Ten Thousand Demons.

"It's Yan Wuchen … He's the previous palace master of the Ten Thousand Demons … Why is he here?" Before Bi Shan could reply, many people around him answered Yue Qianchou's question. This person was known as the most ambitious and ruthless person in the Devil Path, the previous Palace Master of the Ten Thousand Demons, Yan Wuchen. Now that he had come, it was unknown why he had come, but it was most likely related to his son, Yan Bugui.

When Yue Qianchou heard this, he immediately sized him up carefully. Such a famous figure was the number one gangster in the cultivation world! Worthy of reverence!

Yan Wuchen had been famous in the cultivation world for a long time. He had retired many years ago, so most people had never seen him before. Now that he had suddenly appeared, he immediately became the center of attention.

"Humph! Unfilial son! " Yan Wuchen let out a cold snort. His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the valley, showing his cultivation level. Yan Bugui looked over and was already a little dumbfounded … The cultivators from the other countries also frowned.

Yue Qianchou looked at both sides, and his heart was filled with joy. There was going to be a good show to watch.

"Wuhen!" Yan Wuchen called out coldly. Qiu Wuyuan immediately went over and bowed respectfully. "Master!"

"What's the situation now?" Yan Wuchen asked. Qiu Wuyuan immediately recounted the entire process of the challenge, pointing at Yue Qianchou as he spoke. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw Yan Wuchen backhand slap Qiu Wuyuan's face. After being slapped, Qiu Wuyuan lowered his head and didn't say anything. Instead, he became even more respectful. Yan Wuchen turned his head and stared coldly at Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou hated people who took advantage of their seniority. He turned his head to the side, too lazy to pay attention to them. He didn't care who they were.

That slap shocked everyone. Yan Wuchen really didn't give any face to Qiu Wuyuan. He slapped Qiu Wuyuan in front of so many people. Everyone was stunned when they suddenly realized that Yan Bugui had disappeared. They looked around and found that he was already in the valley. What was he going to do?

"Late-stage Tribulation Cultivator, Yan Wuchen is here to accept the challenge." The voice spread loudly in the valley, answering everyone's doubts.

The various sects of the Cultivation Alliance looked at each other. They didn't expect that someone like Yan Wuchen, who was rarely seen, would come all the way here just to ruin his own son's reputation. Yan Bugui and the others were livid, especially Yan Bugui, who looked like he had lost his soul.

All the cultivators from the various countries stared at the two old men beside Yan Bugui. One was dressed in brocade robes, the other in linen robes. Only their cultivation was qualified to fight against him. But the two of them looked at Yan Bugui with an unreadable expression.

Yan Wuchen stood indifferently in the valley with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for his opponent to challenge him. However, as time passed, no one from his opponent came out. Yue Qianchou observed the movements of Yan Bugui and the others, and the corner of his mouth curled up. Interesting! If this continued, Yan Bugui's side would automatically admit defeat after two hours. It seemed that they could consider splitting the money.

Just as the two hours were about to end, the old man in linen robes stepped out with a sullen face. Yan Bugui immediately stretched out his arm to stop him, and shook his head bitterly, "Senior Feng, no! That's my father. "Yan Wuchen glanced over slightly.

The old man in linen robes said in a low voice, "Palace Lord Yan, you must be joking. You have to understand that if we don't accept the challenge, we will lose a billion. This is not a small amount. We can't lose a billion just because it's your father. Who has the face to be worth a billion?"

"Senior Chang, do you have any good ideas?" Yan Bugui turned and asked the old man in brocade robes for advice.

"Who doesn't have parents? Palace Lord Yan, we all understand your difficulties. " The old man in brocade robes paused, and continued, "But it's unreasonable to let everyone lose a billion just because of your father! This billion is almost all the money we have in our pockets. To us, it's not a small amount. Even if I agree, no one else will. Unless … unless Palace Lord Yan has another way to compensate us for our losses, there's nothing I can do. "

Yan Bugui's heart was filled with anger. The challenge was caused by you guys. Now, other than the two of you who are in the final stage of the Tribulation Passing stage, the rest of the Tribulation Passing stage have been intimidated by Yue Qianchou. Even if the two of you fight, who can guarantee that you'll be a match for my father? Now you're asking me to compensate for your losses?

"If I can really unify the cultivation world of China, then I can let you pick any two spirit stone mines and mine them indefinitely. Right now, I can only make an empty promise. If you don't think it's appropriate, then please do as you please. "Yan Bugui said in a low voice. He had no choice but to make this promise. If it was someone else, he wouldn't care. After all, he didn't have to pay a single spirit stone. However, it was his own father. No matter how bad he was, he didn't dare to be accused of disobeying his own father.

The group of people exchanged glances, expressing their agreement by not speaking. One had to know that a top-grade spirit stone mine could earn tens of millions of upper-grade spirit stones in a year. It would only take a hundred years to recoup the cost. To cultivators, a hundred years was not too long. But two top-grade spirit stone mines would only take fifty years, not to mention that they could mine it indefinitely. It should be a huge profit. The only risk was that even if everyone worked together, they might not be able to help Yan Bugui unify the cultivation world of China. Then, there would be nothing left. But it shouldn't be a big problem.

The old man in linen clothes relaxed. The old man in brocade clothes looked at the crowd and smiled at Yan Bugui. "Since Palace Lord Yan has put it this way, we naturally can't do anything to make you and your father turn against each other. Sigh! We'll do as Palace Lord Yan says! We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's go! "

The group of people suddenly left in a hurry. The people of the Cultivation Alliance were all stunned. Then, they all looked at Yan Wuchen who was in the valley. Needless to say, it was because of his father that Yan Bugui could give up one billion spirit stones and retreat without a fight. One billion spirit stones! He threw it away just like that. What a deep bond between father and son!

Yan Wuchen raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Yan Bugui's departure. He did not move for a long time …

The opponent withdrew, and the challenge ended just like that! It was an unexpected win, and no one felt that there was anything to be happy about. Next, what everyone was most concerned about was the ownership and division of the one billion spirit stones. That was a large sum of money. The ones who had the opportunity to divide it were naturally the top ten sects of the orthodox and devil sects, and the four great clans. As for the other sects who did not contribute money or effort, and instead watched the show for nothing, they naturally did not have a share.

The crowd returned to the Hundred Flowers Valley. Yue Qianchou and Zi Yi followed closely behind the Ten Thousand Demons. They had their money in their hands, and they were a little worried if they did not follow them closely. Running away with money could happen in any era.

In the Cultivation Alliance, the first thing to do was to follow the agreement from the beginning. Everyone would get back how much they had contributed. Yue Qianchou happily pocketed his forty million. Then, he stood guard at the edge of the Myriad Demons Palace, waiting for the distribution. He thought to himself, 'I've won two rounds, so I should get the biggest share.' Zi Yi also followed beside him with a face full of excitement, waiting to get the money. The two guys who only cared about money were smiling from ear to ear, and they looked quite lovable when they saw them.

"We agreed before that one billion spirit stones will be divided into twenty parts, and each part will be fifty million. Winning one round will get fifty million. Supporting Immortal Island won the first round, so they should get fifty million first. Yue Qianchou won two rounds, so he should get a hundred million. Senior Yan of the Ten Thousand Demons came out to scare off the opponent, so he naturally won one round, so the Ten Thousand Demons should also get fifty million. As for the remaining eight hundred million, I suggest that we split it according to the proportion of contribution, "Zhu Xianxian of the Daluo Sect suggested.

"Not bad … this is considered fair … I agree." The Blood Demon Palace, the Corpse Sect, the Moon Sect, and some other sects that paid expressed their agreement. Yue Qianchou silently calculated in his heart, and the smile on his face froze, and his expression suddenly darkened.

"This doesn't seem right!" Qiu Wuyuan looked around at the crowd and said, "If it wasn't for my master this time, who knows how long this challenge would have lasted, and who knows what would have happened. It can be said that my master ended the last seventeen rounds by himself, so the Ten Thousand Demons should get seventeen portions of the money. However, the Ten Thousand Demons will not do something like eating all the money alone. I am willing to give two portions to the sects that paid but did not contribute. "

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