"Mommy!"
Lin Chen scared Wei Shuangliang so badly that he dropped onto the ground on his backside. "Are you sick or something?"
"I'm not sick."
Lin Chen looked down at Wei Shuangliang. "You're the sick one. If you want to compete, come find me anytime. If you don't dare, stay away from me."
With that, he did not linger and headed straight for the Scripture Depository.
Behind him, Wei Shuangliang opened his mouth, yet in the end, not a single word came out.
"Hahaha... Wei Shuangliang, why'd you chicken out? Afraid of losing? Then don't come out and gamble!"
"Exactly. Every day, all you do is make a spectacle of yourself for attention. If you weren't cultivating so quickly, you'd have been thrown out of the sect long ago."
"He's finally kicked an iron plate today. There are always greater people beyond people, higher mountains beyond mountains. Who is Lin Chen? Is he someone you can challenge whenever you please?"
The cold mockery left Wei Shuangliang with nowhere to hide his face. He slunk away in disgrace.
"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, your Spirit Stones."
Jin Yuanbao hurriedly chased after him from behind.
That was a hundred thousand Spirit Stones.
Holding them in his hands, he could feel everyone around him looking at him differently.
As though they wanted to devour him whole.
Of course, no one dared commit robbery within the sect.
Jin Yuanbao jogged all the way and caught up with Lin Chen.
He possessed the Origin Pole Pearl. Others might not believe Lin Chen had reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, but he did.
Moreover, he knew that Lin Chen's cultivation aura far surpassed that of an ordinary ninth-level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator.
Though he did not know why, he would not ask, nor would