The Hundred Victories Pavilion Breaks Its Word!
After several days of recuperation, Lin Bai's injuries had mostly healed.
Only the damage to his soul still needed to be repaired slowly.
Prince Yan's dragon breath had already injured Lin Bai's soul, and the destruction of his two flying swords had only made matters worse.
Fortunately, Lin Bai had cultivated the art of flying swords, and his soul power far exceeded that of other martial artists. Otherwise, Lin Bai estimated that he would have died long ago.
That day.
Yi Gu and the Crow arrived on Bright Moon Island. Before they had even entered Lin Bai's sleeping palace, he heard Yi Gu grumbling and cursing angrily the whole way: "They're really pieces of trash... What a bunch of beasts..."
Lin Bai emerged from the sleeping palace, his face slightly pale, and asked, "Brother Yi, who got on your nerves so early in the morning?"
Yi Gu said indignantly, "Who else could it be? The Hundred Victories Pavilion!"
"The Hundred Victories Pavilion..." Lin Bai suddenly remembered that Yi Gu had made a wager with the Hundred Victories Pavilion, agreeing that the two sides would split the profits equally.
After Lin Bai defeated Pan Hun on Slaughter God Island, the wager contained as many as ten million Contribution Points, which the Hundred Victories Pavilion was supposed to split equally with Yi Gu.
That day, Senior Sister Qiao Mo had said that Yi Gu should go to the Hundred Victories Pavilion three days later to collect the Contribution Points.
More than half a month had already passed. Judging from Yi Gu's appearance, this matter seemed to have encountered quite a few obstacles.
"What? Senior Sister Qiao Mo went back on her word?" Lin Bai's eyes gleamed with a dark light, but after thinking it over,