Fu Boren pursed his lips, his face turning incomparably ugly, his eyes nearly bloodshot.
The Purple Lightning Sword had only just returned to his hand; he had not even had time to warm it!
"Humph! Rest assured, Martial Brother. My word is as good as nine tripods! This Purple Lightning Sword is yours!"
Gritting his teeth, he steeled his heart and flung out the Purple Lightning Sword, his heart bleeding with pain.
If it had been a private wager, he could have welched on it!
But before so many people, if he went back on his word, his reputation would be utterly ruined.
"Tsk, tsk! This Purple Lightning Sword truly is impressive. One could tell at a glance that Martial Brother had put no small amount of effort into it!"
Lu Mingshi played with the Purple Lightning Sword in his hand, feeling the might of the Spiritual Artifact. He could hardly bear to put it down!
At the same time, he did not forget to tease Fu Boren a few times.
"Humph! You only got lucky, running into such a disciple. If you ask me, this Spiritual Artifact ought to be given to that disciple instead!" Fu Boren snorted, his eyes rolling as he suddenly spoke.
"I will naturally reward this boy handsomely when I return! But you, I think you have nothing better to do than scratch your balls, meddling even in other people's family affairs?" Lu Mingshi rolled his eyes and said irritably.
"A handsome reward? Does your Luofu Peak even have any treasures worth showing off? Holding that Spiritual Artifact in your hand, don't you find it scalding?" Fu Boren grinned, turning the tables on Lu Mingshi.
He would never let an opportunity to make trouble for Lu Mingshi slip through his fingers.
At those words, Lu