Fulfilling the Bet

Fu Tianzun's voice rang out like a great bell, shaking Xuan Zhan and Yin Yue so badly that they stumbled backward again and again, their faces deathly pale.

The Old Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Talisman Immortal Sect, Fu Tianzun, was highly revered—a living fossil who had stood unshaken in the Xuanji Realm for tens of thousands of years. His word in this world was as inviolable as golden law, allowing no room for the slightest objection.

The scene fell utterly silent. Everyone looked toward Xuan Zhan and Yin Yue with complicated expressions.

One was the chief senior disciple of the Lingxiao Pill Palace and Danchenzi's future successor; the other was the honored Saintess of the Yin Yang Dao Court.

The two of them had previously made a bet with Qin Guan and Qing Li in front of everyone. If they lost the contest, they would have to pay with their lives.

Yet no one had expected this result. Everyone had assumed that Qin Guan was bound to lose.

The atmosphere in the arena immediately grew tense.

Just then, Danchenzi suddenly turned toward Qin Guan and said, "Qin Guan, I accept today's defeat wholeheartedly. With the bet already decided, I have no face to say more. Cough, cough..."

Danchenzi's back curved slightly. After coughing twice, he spoke with a heavy, pleading tone before suddenly continuing:

"If you can agree to spare Zhan'er's life, I am willing to offer twenty billion Dao Stones as compensation. How about it?"

With that, Danchenzi actually bowed deeply toward Qin Guan.

This bow was not the Pill Venerable's surrender of dignity, but the final stubborn longing of a senior who wished to shield his disciple.

The square once again fell into dead silence. Everyone held their breath, their gazes shifting back and forth between Qin