Chapter 893 - 892: Kowtow, Kneel, and One More Match
Chapter 893: Chapter 892: Kowtow, Kneel, and One More Match
"Good!"The Island Master of Island No. 1, Sea Serpent Saint Venerable, laughed behind an elder, saying, "Ye Chen, your Pupil Technique is even more formidable than we imagined. Your future is boundless, hahaha. I am Yi Ming and I express my gratitude to you here!"
Ye Chen cupped his hands towards Yi Ming and said, "Just lucky.
After all, with the divine Pupil Technique of prodigies and two stone appraisal experts of genius caliber, all thinking this divine stone was worthless, my gaining something from it was mostly luck."
At the side.
Hong Mei, with her divine Pupil Technique, and Zhang Qi and Li Meng, who prided themselves on their stone appraisal skills, looked increasingly grim-faced.
As for He Xun, his mood wasn’t any better.
Yi’an, after his heart was set at ease, felt another wave of tumultuous emotions. He took a few deep breaths to remain calm, stepped forward, and said, "Reporting to the esteemed elder, Brother Ye assisted me in appraising a divine stone and engaged in a few wagers with He Xun and others. I would ask for your witnessing to make them honor those bets."
"No problem!"
Yi Ming laughed heartily, looking at the elder beside him and said, "He Chen, you’re not going to renege on your word, are you?"
The elder named He Chen looked sullen, "We honor our bets and losses. The He Family knows when to hold and when to fold."
Yi Ming looked at Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, feel free to act according to the agreement. If anyone breaks it, I’ll handle it on the spot!"
Ye Chen grinned, cupped his hands at Yi Ming, then looked at Hong Mei, saying, "Hand over the sacred sword."
As soon as he said this.
The crowd of strong figures gathered to watch the commotion and many of them turned pale.
My goodness.
For a mere clash of tempers among young people, they were wagering sacred weapons.
Such extravagance!
Hong Mei’s narrow eyes emitted a cold, harsh light, "Ye Chen, this sword is a token given by an Inner Sea expert. Even if I give it to you, you’re not qualified to wield it; it might even bring you trouble.
How about... I give you something else of equal value instead."
Ye Chen sneered, "Don’t forget your Martial Dao oath."
Such a person, who was so arrogant before, now wants to welsh? Dream on!
Yi Ming’s gaze was coldly fixed on Hong Mei.
He clearly stated that if anyone welshes, he’ll step in immediately.
Feeling overwhelming invisible pressure, Hong Mei could only grit her teeth and with a wave, sent the sacred sword flying toward Ye Chen.
"Swish!"
The sacred sword gleamed and flew at incredible speed like a stream of light, instantly arriving before Ye Chen.
Ye Chen’s aura surged, effortlessly controlling the sacred sword before him, casually placing it into his storage ring.