He could only pinch his nose and accept it in silence.
Standing on the arena platform, Ye Lin chatted with Lin Feng while secretly sending a voice transmission to Jian Nan in the distance. Everyone present was an Earth Immortal cultivator, so none of them could possibly know what they were saying through voice transmission.
Ye Lin: "Senior Brother, bet on me—ten thousand low-grade immortal stones. After the fight, I'll pay you back. If you trust me, bet with me."
Jian Nan: "Alright."
With just that single word from Jian Nan, Ye Lin felt utterly reassured. Betting ten thousand low-grade immortal stones—he was definitely going to make a fortune this time.
"Wilderness, I've decided to bet on Junior Brother Ye Lin this time. Are you in?"
Jian Nan folded his arms and looked at Wilderness with interest, while Wilderness hesitated somewhat.
"Lin Feng has already progressed very far along the Dao Law of the Blade Domain. He's vaguely on the verge of engraving his second Dao Law. You trust Junior Brother Ye Lin that much?"
Wilderness's tone was uncertain. If he placed a bet, it definitely would not be a mere one or two hundred—he would have to make a big wager.
Otherwise, he would not be able to save face.
"If you're not in, forget it. I'm betting."
Seeing that Wilderness was still hesitating, Jian Nan curled his lip and decided not to bring him along. He then turned and walked toward Jiang Tian.
Watching Jian Nan's retreating back, Wilderness's face flickered with struggle. In the end, he gritted his teeth and followed behind Jian Nan. This time, he intended to trust his friend Jian Nan.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang Tian, I'm betting on Junior Brother Ye Lin. Twenty thousand low-grade immortal stones."
Jiang Tian, who had been sweating anxiously,