I am fully aware of my eldest son's hesitation. He now possesses the Sealing Stone and the Human Emperor Sword, and has even given me the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root. The jade pendant is a magical artifact whose grade cannot be determined...
Therefore, a divine-level magic weapon held little appeal for him, and just as he was about to refuse, I spoke up.
"Hmph! You really have a clever plan. You think you can erase two bets with just a divine-grade magic weapon? Do you think the Xiang family's reputation doesn't matter, or do you think my son and I are easy to bully?"
Hearing my words, Xiang Daoren and Xiang Taiyan looked somewhat embarrassed. They had thought that a divine-grade magic weapon was enough, but I hadn't expected that my few words would give them the illusion that even sacrificing a primordial spiritual treasure would be worthwhile...
Giving up an innate spiritual treasure is definitely out of the question, and they don't have one either...
However, it's impossible to appease my son and me with a divine-level magic weapon. Xiang Daoren is currently assessing what level of treasure would be enough to persuade Tuoba San and me to agree to a third round...
"You don't need to weigh the pros and cons anymore. If we lose the third round, the bet will naturally be void. But since you still lose, I will make sure that Patriarch Murong and the three Martial Gods receive the same punishment as Xiang Taiyan..."
impossible…
Xiang Daoren's first reaction was these three words. Three martial gods were one thing, but to make the head of a family kneel down and bark like a dog was worse than letting the Murong family betray them...
"Tuoba Wudi, you've gone too far. What does this have to do with my Murong family?"
The head of the Murong family immediately roared angrily. He didn't want to get involved; if he did, he would lose face big time, regardless of the outcome…
I glanced at him dismissively, thinking to myself, "Do you even believe what you're saying?"
My son and I have no past grudges or recent conflicts with Xiang Taiyan, so it's obvious that someone is manipulating things behind the scenes for no reason.
Throughout the entire Qingyun Sect, only the Murong family held an irreconcilable hatred between them, and only they possessed the ability to persuade the sect leader's nephew…
Since you're determined to fight to the death, then naturally we can't let the Murong family get away with it...
"I just don't like your Murong family, do you have a problem with that?"
My words were so unreasonable that the head of the Murong family caught his breath...
I looked at him with a cold laugh. Since you want to play dirty tricks, then naturally you have to drag the Murong family into it. You've done so much just to wait for the Murong family to fall into your trap...
This is the final game, a do-or-die situation...
If the Murong family doesn't agree, they can only watch helplessly as Xiang Tai is humiliated...
This would cause Xiang Daoren to direct more of his anger towards the Murong family. They have already offended Qingyunzi, and if even the sect leader Xiang Daoren doesn't support him, then the Murong family's position in the Qingyun Sect will be in grave danger...
Now both sides are in the same boat, sticking together for mutual support...
Therefore, given their capabilities, they absolutely could not stand by and watch Xiang Tai be humiliated...
"Since Patriarch Murong is unwilling, then I will concede..."
Hearing my words, the Murong family head breathed a sigh of relief, but I changed the subject and continued...
"However, this wager is still necessary. How about we let the three Martial Gods of the Murong family accept the punishment along with Xiang Taiyan? If you can't even accept this small wager, then we can forget about the third match. Anyway, we've already won, so let Xiang Taiyan fulfill the bet alone..."
My words made the Murong family head and Daoist Xiang's faces turn ugly. They knew that my feigned retreat was actually an attempt to sow discord, but for the sake of their own reputation, they had no choice but to willingly jump into the trap I had set...
Before the two could speak, Xiang Taiyan, who had already seized the opportunity, was not about to let it go.
Losing this final bet would have nothing to do with him, but winning it would exempt him from the previous two bets, making it a sure-fire deal for him…
However, the three martial gods of the Murong family seemed uneasy. Being used as a wager for no reason was something they found hard to accept...
"I'll bet, I'm willing to bet on the last game..."
Xiang Taiyan, who had initially resisted, suddenly agreed...
"I disagree..."
Murong Qingyi roared with a dark face…
"You scoundrel Murong, what gives you the right to refuse?"
As the sect leader's nephew, Xiang Taiyan didn't show much respect for the Martial God, since the Qingyun Sect had no shortage of Martial Gods...
"I am the God of War; I will never allow such a shameful thing to happen..."
Murong Qingyi said decisively…
"When you knelt down and apologized, did you never think of yourself as a God of War? Now you actually tell me you're a God of War? Are you trying to watch me be humiliated? Don't forget why I'm standing here today, why I've been forced into this situation!"
Xiang Taiyan's words contained a wealth of information, not only striking a nerve with Murong Qingyi but also making everyone understand why all of this had happened...
"Shut up, stop talking nonsense. You brought this all on yourself..."
Murong Qingyi hurriedly rebuked him, but his words only confirmed that the entire affair was orchestrated by the Murong family…
"Don't you know in your heart whether I'm talking nonsense or not?"
Xiang Taiyan practically revealed the whole truth, naming names and all...
I just watched them without saying a word; the dog-eat-dog scene was actually quite amusing...
"Patriarch Murong, Qingyi and Juehu won't be much worse off this time, and they might not necessarily lose this final round..."
Daoist Xiang calmly looked at the Murong family head and said, his meaning was clear: this final round must be played today…
"Sect Master, the three Martial Gods of my Murong family are utterly innocent..."
The head of the Murong family is still making a last-ditch effort…
Are you sure they're innocent?
Xiang Daoren's gaze turned cold, clearly indicating that he was already angry. Everyone knew the truth of the matter, so why deceive ourselves?
The head of the Murong family looked grim; he was a classic example of someone who had shot himself in the foot…
"Qingyi, Juehu, Xiaoli..."
The Murong family head finally made his decision, intending to use the dignity of the three individuals to quell Xiang Daoren's anger...
I couldn't help but let out a mocking smile. I knew the Murong family head would give in. His initial demands were just a smokescreen; naturally, the Murong family head wouldn't agree to a bet involving himself...
However, when I compromised and opted for a lower stake, it became less unacceptable. Besides, it had nothing to do with the family head himself, so his agreement was perfectly logical. My initial goal was to drag the three martial gods of the Murong family into this mess…
"Master, no, this can't be..."
Murong Juehu jumped out and roared. He had a rather volatile temper. He had accepted the humiliation he suffered last time because he had brought it upon himself. But this time, he had done nothing wrong and was about to be subjected to even greater humiliation. How could he possibly accept this?
"What? You want to betray the Murong family?"
A huge accusation was slapped on Murong Juehu, completely breaking his defenses...
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