Gao Yuliang smiled freely and said lightly, "Junior Brother Deng, being lucky enough to make it to the trial gate this time was already a blessing from heaven.
"To tell you the truth, at least half these points should be credited to you. Without you, how could I have amassed so many?
"If I really get that lucky and make it into the top ten, I won't keep a single spirit stone in my storage bag. They're all yours!
"Junior Brother Deng, take them and bid on a Foundation Establishment Pill. What do you say?"
As he spoke, he actually pulled his storage bag from his robes without the slightest hesitation and thrust it into Deng Ziyue's hands.
Caught off guard by this sudden gesture, Deng Ziyue hurriedly pressed down on Gao Yuliang's hand, trying to return the storage bag.
But Gao Yuliang looked resolute. He gazed steadily at Deng Ziyue and said earnestly, "Junior Brother, I'm already fifty-eight or fifty-nine. This is your foolish elder brother's last desperate gamble.
"Going by previous years, three hundred points gives me a very good chance of squeezing into the top ten, and I believe the Island Lord will lend me a hand.
"I've already saved up enough sect contribution points. Though I can't exchange them for a Foundation Establishment Pill, I can still get plenty of good things to help with foundation establishment.
"This time, I'm staking everything. Success or failure hinges on this one attempt. Giving you all my spirit stones will put my mind at ease, too.
"After all, half the credit for these points belongs to you. Besides, without your desperate last stand, I wouldn't have held out to the end."
With that, despite Deng Ziyue's resistance, he forcibly stuffed the storage bag into his robes.
On Trial Island