As he spoke, Xu Yi moved three thousand blue Star Spirit Essences out of his Starry Sky Ring and piled them before everyone.
The scene fell deathly silent.
Everyone's faces turned ashen, and not a soul said a word. Bei Qihan's face turned green, then white. His lips quivered rapidly at an indescribable rate, yet he could not bring himself to open his mouth and speak.
"Bei Qihan, Xu Yi has agreed to the wager. Since that's settled, the two of you should sign an agreement."
Dong Guo Shun spoke in a ringing voice.
Bei Qihan trembled and cupped his fists. "It was Bei who was presumptuous and offended Brother Xu's might. Bei admits defeat."
He wasn't out of his mind. It was true that he'd wanted to climb the ladder by stepping on Xu Yi, but he wasn't so foolish as to risk his life over it.
Xu Yi had only reached the first realm, yet possessed such wealth. There was no explaining it unless he was a master artifact refiner.
Although Bei Qihan didn't believe he had no chance of winning, there was no need to stake his life on it.
Xu Yi cupped his fists toward everyone. "There's no need for any of you to doubt me. My artifact-refining skills are truly mediocre; I'm simply very lucky. I won all this wealth in life-or-death wagers over the years. Heaven has looked kindly upon me, and I haven't lost once. To be honest, I really would like to taste defeat. I ask you all to indulge me. Which fellow Daoist would be willing to step forward?"
"Do you have any idea how many enemies you're making with that affected, arrogant act of yours?"
Huang Mei couldn't take it anymore and sent him a thought.
Xu Yi replied with