Volume 2, Chapter 258: I’ve made friends with you.
Before Ling Wanxiang could speak, the other seventeen powerful Immortal Emperors quickly interrupted.
"No problem, absolutely no problem."
"I think it makes sense. Let's do it this way. See you tomorrow at this time."
“I support…”
"I agree." Originally, they thought there was little hope. After all, although they had a lot of things on them, it was definitely less than what Ling Wanxiang had.
The reason I agreed to this method was that I didn't want to lose too badly.
Now that Ye Tingmu has made such a request, there are so many things that the Immortal Emperors can do in one day.
In this case, it is hard to say who will win or lose. After all, they can bet everything. Are you, Ling Wanxiang, willing to do that?
The answer is unknown, but one thing is certain: even if they lose, the winner will definitely pay a higher price.
Before he finished speaking, the emperor rose into the air and fled into the distance.
"Hey, I don't want your weapon anymore..."
As the emperors left one after another, Ye Tingmu looked at the two ownerless imperial weapons in front of him and was stunned. Why was he so anxious? He didn't even need the weapons and ran so fast.
Ling Wanxiang's expression was the gloomiest and ugliest. He knew exactly what these people were thinking.
This is going to dig your own grave.
'Lord Immortal Lord, Lord Immortal Lord? '
"Well...what's wrong, Brother Zang." Seeing Ye Tingmu calling him, Ling Wanxiang's expression changed in a second, and he smiled and looked kind.
Seeing this, Ye Tingmu pretended to be confused and asked, "Don't you need to prepare?"
"Um... Of course I do. See you tomorrow, little brother."
"Okay, see you tomorrow." He took two steps closer to Ling Wanxiang, then leaned over and whispered, "Actually, I do want to find a foster father, and among all these people, you seem the most approachable, so I don't want you to lose."
After saying that, he blinked his eyes, stuffed Jiuyuan back into Ling Wanxiang's hands, and then carried the coffin and left in a leisurely manner.
Ling Wanxiang was left alone, standing there in a daze, staring at the Jiuyuan in his hand.
After a long time, looking at Ye Tingmu's back, Ling Wanxiang seemed to have made some decision.
He said loudly to Ye Tingmu's back: "Xiao Zang, don't worry, I will definitely win." After that, he turned into a long rainbow and went towards the direction of heaven.
The emperor can travel tens of thousands of miles in an hour. The journey to heaven is only more than 60,000 miles, and a round trip only takes half a day.
To be on the safe side, he needs more chips.
Ye Tingmu’s hint just now was clear enough. I just want to go with you, so don’t let me down.
Such a talent cannot be lost. Besides, if Ye Tingmu is really willing to be his son, what's the harm in giving him all these worldly possessions?
Looking at the long rainbow that Ling Wanxiang dragged across the sky, Ye Tingmu's mouth curled up slightly, and a cunning smile appeared on his thirteen-year-old face.
Playing hard to get is the perfect way to deal with Ling Wanxiang.
Are you kidding? How could he let you compete today? This time, he must make the ten major immortal gates and the Heavenly Court bleed heavily. As for the three sects and three clans, that guy can only be considered an accidental injury.
You guys should fly higher, it's not my fault.
Seeing that the Immortal Emperors had left one after another, Ye Tingmu sent a message to Baili Jianhan, asking them to meet in the woods outside the city.
When Baili Jianhan received the news, he immediately took Baili Qianqiu and Qiqi away.
Ye Tingmu greeted the crowd in front of him.
"Hello everyone, hello everyone."
He smiled brightly, with a bit of innocence and liveliness, but at this moment he was carrying a big green coffin on his shoulders, which looked weird no matter how you looked at it.
For some reason, everyone didn't dare to look him in the eye at this moment. They were all very respectful and made way for him.
Seeing this scene, Ye Tingmu couldn't help but sigh.
"Alas, when someone is too outstanding, it's inevitable that others will feel inferior to them."
However, where there are fears, there will naturally be people who flatter.
Those snobbish local tyrants in Fengmo City saw that the emperors had left and now was the best time to curry favor with Zang.
They all gathered around and talked at once.
Of course, they did not come empty-handed. While they were talking and complimenting him, they stuffed storage bags into Ye Tingmu's hands.
Ye Tingmu took it in his hand, investigated it with his spiritual sense, and then was stunned.
Wow, there is actually a pile of spirit stones inside, and just spirit stones.
His brows furrowed, his facial expression changed, and his tone became a little deeper.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't mean anything else. It's just a small token of my respect. I'll just take it as a greeting."
"That's right, I hope you will accept it."
A group of people smiled flatteringly and spoke compliments.
Ye Tingmu's brows frowned slightly, and a sentence came to his mind: You are using this to test the cadres.
To be honest, he really doesn't think much of it.
"Take it back. Who do you take me for? Am I the kind of person who's greedy for money?"
A little impatience will ruin a big plan. I must not let this mere spiritual stone make me the kind of greedy person who accepts everything in the eyes of others. If I do so, it will only affect my harvest plan for tomorrow.
Of course, if you give me a divine weapon or something, just ignore what I said.
As for spirit stones, I heard from Baili Qianqiu that they have a mountain of them in Broken Sword Mountain.
I can't live without this thing.
Although he had never been to Broken Sword Mountain, he had long regarded it as his home. In that case, it was reasonable for him to spend his family's money. At least that's what he thought.
Seeing Zang's refusal so decisively, the group of people couldn't help but feel confused.
Why is the burial now different from the one just now? When those Immortal Emperors gave him things just now, he didn’t say this.
"Mr. Zang, please don't misunderstand me. I really don't mean anything else."
"Yeah, we're just... showing our appreciation."
"Okay, let's all go. I, Zang Ke, am not the kind of person who is greedy for money. Don't say any more. I will be angry with you." His tone was firm and he looked righteous.
His unyielding appearance immediately caused a commotion and attracted admiration from many people.
"It seems that I have misjudged the burial."
"Yes, he is not a greedy person. He just doesn't want to embarrass those emperors and make them look bad, so he reluctantly accepted their gifts. That must be the case."
"What a good person! He's so young and yet he's such a good person. His future is limitless."
Ye Tingmu enjoyed hearing the praises that came without any reason or logic.
He admitted that he was a vulgar person and liked people to say nice things to him.
But at this moment, there was a stubborn person, Xu Men, who came out of nowhere, running out of breath, and stood in front of Ye Tingmu.
He also held a long sword in his hand.
You can tell it’s an extraordinary product at first glance.
"Young Hero Zang, I am the lord of this city. I have come to present you with this sword, a divine weapon of the highest quality. I hope to be your friend."
Ye Tingmu was stunned, his eyes fixed on the sword in his hand.
Just when everyone thought that the Xu family was going to suffer a defeat.
Ye Tingmu took the sword from his hand.
"Okay, I'll make friends with you..."
The whole audience was silent, only Xu Men was extremely excited.
At this moment, the wealthy people also understood that love is not something that they are not greedy for, it’s just that they give too little.
The crowd of onlookers were also stunned, caught off guard by the reversal.
"I take back what I just said."
"Just think of me farting."
"Why am I here? I didn't say anything just now!"
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