White Snake Yi had lived for over four thousand years. By nature, she was actually quite cautious.
She did not wholly trust Jiang Yulin. To verify whether the information was true, she had even asked Ma Feijia to seek out Hai Yuqiong and inquire.
Ma Feijia was selfish, but he would not harm her. Their relationship was, after all, quite intimate, and they shared certain interests.
The suddenly emerged Gao Xian was also an enormous threat to Ma Feijia.
Under such circumstances, Ma Feijia had every reason, public and private alike, to help her with all his strength.
It was precisely because she had confirmed Gao Xian's condition that White Snake Yi dared to stand on the arena without reservation.
By Ma Feijia's estimate, after drinking so much All-Heavens Red, Gao Xian would be unable to fight for the next three to five years. He should voluntarily concede this battle.
Conceding would only cost him a million Top-grade Spirit Stones—nothing much to Gao Xian.
Once he got past this hurdle, Gao Xian could challenge again. It would merely delay him for a while.
White Snake Yi wore a white Silver Ring King Snake Dharma robe and held the Sky Serpent Moon-Shooting Sword. Her seductive face was calm as still water, yet her heart was both excited and nervous.
If Gao Xian conceded, she would earn a million Top-grade Spirit Stones for nothing.
If Gao Xian took the field, though, things would become troublesome...
A passage appeared in the void opposite the arena. White robes flashed, and Gao Xian was already standing at the center of the arena, less than a hundred zhang from White Snake Yi.
White Snake Yi's gaze sharpened. Gao Xian had actually come!
She swept him up and down with her divine sense. Gao Xian's aura was