World-Asking Bell

The value of the Chaos Bead far exceeded that of the Upper Clarity Qiankun Mirror.

At the very least, the damaged Upper Clarity Qiankun Mirror was absolutely incomparable. In a one-for-one exchange, Wang Chen had undoubtedly gotten an enormous bargain.

It was perfectly reasonable for Hu Jiaojiao's mother to fly into a rage over it.

The Chaos Bead was not only useful for comprehending the Great Dao—it was also a treasure used to refine a true immortal's grotto-heaven.

The beautiful woman in palace robes had given the Chaos Bead to Hu Jiaojiao as both a reward and an expectation.

Wang Chen opened his mouth, unsure what to say.

He could not exactly take advantage and then act smug about it, could he?

He would get slapped to death!

"Originally, I wanted to slap you to death and have done with it."

The beautiful woman in palace robes said coldly, "But I'm afraid Jiaojiao would resent me for the rest of her life. How about this..."

"Help me accomplish one thing, and I'll pretend I never saw the two of you here whispering sweet nothings. You may take the Chaos Bead as well. What do you say?"

Not a chance!

Wang Chen's head had not been kicked by a donkey. How could he fail to see her ill intentions?

For her to be this generous, the matter was likely harder than climbing to the heavens. He might even end up losing his life.

He asked bitterly, "Senior, may I refuse?"

"Of course."

The beautiful woman in palace robes nodded. "Leave behind the Chaos Bead and your Divine Soul, and you may leave."

Leave behind his Divine Soul too?

What left then would only be a walking corpse!

Wang Chen noticed that Hu Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with guilt and sorrow.

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