2364: C2364 Who Was the Pauper?

C2364 Who Was the Pauper?

Who's poor?

"What do you want?"

The white-haired old man almost exploded when he heard that. What Hsiang Yang meant was... It was as if exchanging pointers with him was a great reward for him. However... Little did he know that there were countless experts in the universe who wanted to spar with him. He wanted to use this opportunity to get some pointers from him.

He looked at Hsiang Yang and felt that since he was born until now, he had experienced it! It had been so many years since he was born in the ancient chaotic era. This was the first time he wanted to fight someone so badly. Even his old opponent didn't give him such a strong desire to fight someone.

"Ten Top Quality Immortal Tool per person as the bet, who will win? It belongs to whoever. However, I feel that this might not be fair to a senior like you. After all, you are a senior expert with unparalleled strength and wealth. You can't treat me as a junior. How about this... I will use ten Top Quality Immortal Tool as the wager, and you will use a hundred Top Quality Immortal Tools as the wager. Only this can show your status as a Dao Sect's Daoist Sovereign. If you lose, you will give me a hundred Top Quality Immortal Tools. If you win, I will give you my world's Top Quality Immortal Tool. What do you think? "

Hsiang Yang looked at the white-haired old man and said with a smile.

Ten Top Quality Immortal Tool was indeed not a small number to him. If it wasn't for the friendly meeting with the group of Great Luo Experts in Qilin Mountain, he wouldn't have been able to take it out. However, the effect of sealing the energy of others in Qilin Mountain was too strong. He had earned a huge sum for Hsiang Yang. Although he didn't count the number of Top Quality Immortal Tools on his body carefully, there were at least a few dozen of them, let alone a guaranteed victory. Even if he might not win, so what if he took out ten of them as a bet?

"You really dare to say that."

The white-haired old man was stunned when he heard that. Then, he sighed and said, "There are countless shameless people in the world. However, this is the first time I've seen someone as shameless as you."

Not to mention the white-haired old man, even the people around Hsiang Yang were dumbfounded. After that, they revealed a smile. This was the Hsiang Yang that they were familiar with.

Lee Huan was also a little confused. His master was his boss. He was truly the smartest person in the world. What he said was really brazen. Not only did it highlight the status of the white-haired old man as a Daoist Sovereign, it also allowed him to make a huge profit. It was truly refreshing.

"Do you see that? If you want to become rich, you have to be extremely shameless. In the future, no matter where you go, you have to learn from Martial Uncle." Woo Wuji, on the other hand, pulled his disciple and quietly lectured him.

"But, facing the grandmaster, even you were beaten half to death. Could Martial Uncle defeat the grandmaster?"

Woo Wuji's young disciple asked with a confused expression.

"Hehe, that's why I only said that he was shameless. You didn't say that he was smart. He was shameless enough, but he was just a little stupid. He didn't know how to read the current situation and what kind of strength he had. Why don't you give me ten Top Quality Immortal Tool as the bet? " Woo Wuji said with a smile.

"Master, you have a good eye." Woo Wuji's disciple couldn't help but praise.

"Of course. Sss, this old man hit me hard, and I still feel pain. Don't make me laugh..." Woo Wuji said.

"Ahem..."

When Woo Wuji was using Hsiang Yang to teach his disciple, Hsiang Yang looked at the white-haired old man with a smile and said. " I dare not, I dare not, I can't be compared to an old senior. Besides, I'm only doing this to seek justice for Senior. I just don't know if Senior has the confidence to win me or not."

"Wait, hold on a little longer. Although I really want to beat this old man up, I still have to hold back for the sake of my 100 Top Quality Immortal Tool."

As he spoke, Hsiang Yang kept muttering to himself in his heart. Although he really wanted to beat this white-haired old man up, he knew that it wasn't the time yet. He had to wait for the other party to agree to the bet with him.

"Young man, you want to provoke me. You want me to use 100 Top Quality Immortal Tool as a bet with your 10 Top Quality Immortal Tool. You are thinking too well. Unfortunately, I don't have that many Immortal Weapons with me."

However, when Hsiang Yang thought that the white-haired old man was one of the peerless experts of the Nine Great Daoist Sovereigns... This white-haired old man was very calm when he thought that the white-haired old man would be able to easily take out a hundred Top Quality Immortal Tools. He wasn't provoked by Hsiang Yang, but shook his head and said that he didn't have a hundred pieces of Top Quality Immortal Tools.

"One of the experts of Nine Sovereigns of Daoism Sect doesn't even have a few Immortal Weapons?" Hsiang Yang had a surprised expression on his face. He had a feeling that this old man was trying to shirk his responsibility. Could it be that he knew that this old man wasn't his match?

It wasn't possible. This old man had a confident expression on his face. It was impossible for him to feel that this old man was no match for him. In other words, this old man was really poor.

Thinking of this, Hsiang Yang's face darkened. He had truly been excited for half a day.

"Hehe, how many Immortal Weapons can a hundred Top Quality Immortal Tools be called? Do you think Immortal Weapons are like cabbages?" The white-haired old man was so angry that his beard was blowing and his eyes were wide open. He let out a cold snort and said. "Junior, there's no need to speak anymore nonsense. If we really want to spar... How many bets can you take out? This old man is the same as you... A 1: 1 comparison. Otherwise, there's no need to gamble. "

"Alright."

Initially, this white-haired old man thought that Hsiang Yang would definitely reveal a troubled expression after hearing this, and might even disagree. After all, in his opinion, it was impossible for Hsiang Yang to have so many Top Quality Immortal Tools. He might not even be able to take out a single Top Quality Immortal Tool as a bet.

However, he didn't expect that after he finished speaking, Hsiang Yang would readily agree.

"Senior, please take a look. This is the Top Quality Immortal Tool. One, two, three... twenty. Thirty... fifty-five Top Quality Immortal Tool. This junior's family property is relatively small. The only thing he can take out is fifty-five Top Quality Immortal Tool. Senior, please forgive me. "

After that, Hsiang Yang took out a large pile of Top Quality Immortal Tool on the spot. There were actually fifty-five of them in total. Moreover, each of them was overflowing with brilliant colors. It was obvious that they were all very serious Top Quality Immortal Tool. After the white-haired old man saw this, he was dumbfounded. He felt that everything in front of him was too unbelievable.

"You... You went to rob someone, right?"

The white-haired old man stared at Hsiang Yang with his eyes wide open. He felt that Hsiang Yang had so many Top Quality Immortal Tools on him. He must have robbed countless Great Luo Expert and robbed all of their natal magic treasures.

One should know that even as one of the experts of Nine Sovereigns of Daoism Sect, he didn't have so many Top Quality Immortal Tools since the ancient times. The fact that Hsiang Yang was able to take them out so easily proved that he had too many treasures on him.

His guess was right. Hsiang Yang had really robbed these Top Quality Immortal Tools from some Great Luo Expert. These were the Great Luo Experts that had been suppressed by the law of Qilin Mountain and couldn't use their own magic power. Hsiang Yang had forced them to hand over the Top Quality Immortal Tool in exchange for their lives. Because of this, Hsiang Yang had dozens of Top Quality Immortal Tools with him.

"Ahaha! How is this possible? These are all things that I have painstakingly refined."

Of course, no matter what, Hsiang Yang could not tell this white-haired old man that these magic treasures were stolen from a group of Great Luo Experts. While he was laughing, his gaze glanced at the others present. When he found out that everyone was looking at him in shock, he immediately laughed in his heart.

At this moment, Wan Er and Fairy Yu Yue only felt that they were going to faint. Although they were First Layer of Great Luo experts, the best magic treasure they had was the Upper Grade Immortal Tool. They hadn't even touched the Top Quality Immortal Tool, but Hsiang Yang was carrying dozens of them. He even threw them out as if he was throwing something. The expression of not caring about the Top Quality Immortal Tool made their hearts tremble.

Wan Er was still alright. When she opened the Ancient World Group in the Lower Realm, she already knew that Hsiang Yang had a hobby, which was to rob other people's magic treasures. He even got countless geniuses from the Upper Realm to sign promissory notes. She was sure in her heart. These Top Quality Immortal Tools must have been robbed from some unknown place by Hsiang Yang.

Fairy Yu Yue did not know where Hsiang Yang got so many magic treasures from, but she did not care about the source. What she cared about the most was that Hsiang Yang had so many magic treasures on him. In her eyes, Hsiang Yang seemed to have become a shining golden son-in-law.

Woo Wuji also cried out in shock and stared blankly at Hsiang Yang. As a Peerless Immortal King, he only had one or two Top Quality Immortal Tools on him, but Hsiang Yang actually had so many. In comparison, he suddenly felt that he was really poor.

Woo Wuji stared at himself blankly, then looked at the fifty-five Top Quality Immortal Tool that Hsiang Yang had taken out. He felt like a beggar.

"Master, Martial Uncle has so many treasures. Are you really a Martial King? Are you really an Immortal King? Why do I feel like Martial Uncle is the real Martial Uncle... "Woo Wuji's disciple asked in a low voice.

"Shut up, don't talk, I want some peace..." Woo Wuji's mind was in a mess. He realized that he was really too poor. He was too lazy to argue with the young disciple. Instead, he stared blankly at the ground in front of him. It was as if there was something on the ground that had been attracting him.

Even Immortal Sovereign Tian Gu, who was Hsiang Yang's subordinate, was staring blankly at Hsiang Yang. He wanted to ask Hsiang Yang for a few Immortal Weapons, but he didn't dare to speak. He could only lower his head, not daring to speak.

After all, Lee Huan had only reforged his fleshly body. However, this fleshly body didn't have any magic treasure. Even everything that he had before the great war was destroyed. He could be said to be poor right now. Even Woo Wuji's little disciple had more treasures on him than him.

Yun Ruoxue, Sun Qingya, and Monica were needless to say. In the eyes of the three girls, no matter how many treasures Hsiang Yang had, it was very normal. They looked at the white-haired old man with a smile. When they saw that the white-haired old man was stunned, Sun Qingya and Monica were immediately dissatisfied.

Sun Qingya frowned and said to the white-haired old man, "I say, old man, you are one of the Nine Supremes of the Dao Sect. There must be a lot of treasures. Quickly take them out and bet with Mr. Hsiang. Stop dawdling. We are still waiting to tell Mr. Hsiang about our love for him. "

"I... I am poor. Apart from my natal immortal sword and horsetail whisk, I don't have any other magic treasures."

The white-haired old man revealed a troubled expression and said in a low voice.

At this moment, he wished he could slap himself. He had nothing better to do. Why did he tell Hsiang Yang that he could take out as many treasures as he wanted no matter how many treasures Hsiang Yang took out? Wasn't this courting death?

Damn it, was this kid really the one who had just broken through to the Great Luo with his fleshly body?

He was a junior who had just broken through to the Great Luo Stage with his fleshly body, and he had just ascended from the lower realm a few years ago. He was actually able to take out 55 Top Quality Immortal Tool as the bet? Who would believe it if he said it out loud? If it wasn't for the fact that it was right in front of him, even the white-haired old man wouldn't believe it.

Of course, this white-haired old man naturally had more than one immortal sword and a horsetail whisk on him. However, after seeing Hsiang Yang take out so many Top Quality Immortal Tools... Even if he had some other treasures on him, he wouldn't dare to take them out.

Compared to Hsiang Yang's wealth, the magic treasures on this white-haired old man were nothing. If he took them out, it would only be a disgrace.

At this moment, this old Daoist regretted giving all the treasures he had collected over the years to the disciples of the younger generation. If he knew this would happen, he would have kept some more Top Quality Immortal Tool with him. He wouldn't have been slapped in the face by a junior like Hsiang Yang. It was imaginable. Next, Hsiang Yang would definitely look at him with a look of disdain, calling him a pauper.

"Ai..."

The white-haired old man sighed. As one of the Nine Great Daoist Sovereigns, he had an earth-shattering strength and a high and mighty position in the Immortal Realm. But now, he was going to be slapped in the face by a junior. This made him feel very helpless.

"Could it be that my Nine Emperors Mountain is related to this crime?"

After that, the white-haired old man sighed, feeling helpless in his heart. Last time, when Hsiang Yang's mother sent Sun Qingya and Monica to the Nine Emperors Mountain, it was still alright. Because he had a request for the nine Daoist Sovereigns in the Nine Emperors Mountain, it could be considered polite. But that time, after living in Nine Emperors Mountain for a period of time, everything in the Nine Emperors Mountain had been found out by her. Later on... ， at some point in time, those flowers that bloomed once every 100,000 years in Nine Emperors Mountain... The supreme immortal fruits that bloomed once every hundred thousand years were gone for no apparent reason...0

And now, knowing that the man in front of him was the son of the man who secretly plucked the fruits from the Nine Emperors Mountain, not only was he unable to do anything to him, but he was also severely slapped in the face.

"This won't do. When we spar later, I must not show any mercy. I must make up for my loss of face. No matter what, I can't let this kid continue to be arrogant."

After that, the white-haired old man muttered to himself in his heart. He had made up his mind that when they spar later, he must teach Hsiang Yang a good lesson.

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