The bright moon hung overhead, the night was enchanting, the purple bamboo glimmered, and the stream murmured. All was peaceful and serene.
"Hehe, who would have thought you'd become such a big shot in the blink of an eye? Should I start calling you 'Little Sage Emperor' now?"
Lan Xian teased him, her smile sweet and alluring. Her long, aqua-blue hair fluttered, looking luminous and ethereal beneath the moon.
Lin Fan's sudden change in status was undeniably surprising. In an instant, he had risen high above others, becoming the successor of a great power.
It was like saying, So the real big shot was hiding right beside me all along!
Yet Lin Fan remained unmoved by the flattery. He turned to Purple Sun Heavenly Lord and demanded, "The Qilin Precious Technique!"
"A bet is a bet. I'm willing to hand over a Ten Fiends' Precious Art, but I want to know my sister's whereabouts."
Purple Sun Heavenly Lord spoke evenly. Though his earlier indignation no longer showed on his face, it was still clear that he bitterly resented his defeat.
Beside him, the Purple-Clad Elder who had accompanied him sighed, visibly pained by the loss.
The Young Supreme the Violet Palace had painstakingly nurtured should have been invincible throughout his lifetime. For him to lose just like this was truly regrettable.
And they had lost a Ten Fiends' Precious Art on top of that. How could losing such an unrivaled Divine Ability not hurt?
"Zi Ningshuang costs extra. She wasn't part of the wager!" Lin Fan smiled, looking like a crafty old fox.
In truth, once he had the Qilin Precious Technique, Zi Ningshuang no longer mattered. But they had run into a profiteer, so naturally, he had to squeeze another payment out of them.
Besides, she was a "mount"