"What? What were you going to wager with me?"
Liu Chengfeng, now a one-yao True God, slowly looked from Thunder Mother to Liu Shisan.
Thunder Mother and Liu Shisan clamped their mouths shut. Neither uttered a word.
A moment ago, they had refused to believe it. When Liu Chengfeng said he could rise to the Yao Count in no time, they had both wanted to take that bet. It had seemed like a sure profit.
Fortunately for them, Liu Chengfeng had advanced so quickly that he reached the Yao Count before they could finish speaking. Otherwise, they would have lost everything.
"You've already mortgaged the Dark Market to me. What do you have left to wager?"
Liu Chengfeng looked at Liu Shisan.
Liu Shisan's face turned green, then white. He said nothing, but a deep killing intent lurked in his eyes.
"He's not human—"
"Who cares if he is? He's set the fastest record ever for rising from one dou to the Yao Count. That makes him the first in all ages, doesn't it?"
The gods stood like wooden chickens. Only after a long while did they come to their senses and begin murmuring. It was too outrageous to believe. Rising from one dou to the Yao Count in no time—no one across the ages had ever done it. Calling him the first was no exaggeration.
"The first in all ages."
Qingshan murmured. No one would ever surpass him. He was the first man in all ages.
"My master is incredible. No one can compare."
Xiao Yuluo was bursting with pride.
"He's not human—"
Chu Jianqiu could say nothing else.
He had always prided himself on his talent, but compared with this fellow, he was nothing!
"Chief Shopkeeper, even if you've reached the Yao Count, I still want to fight