Zhu Yun hugged his face, not daring to say another word.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the field became weird, and only Ye Bei's begging sounded throughout the venue.
Perhaps Ye Bei himself was also an arrogant person.
But when the other party's level transcends too much, even Ye Bei's arrogance no longer exists.
Because the arrogance of an ant is not worth mentioning at all.
"Making amends should have some sincerity, right?" At this moment, the man in the black robe finally spoke out.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Bei was like grabbing a lifesaving straw, shaking his palm to take off his storage ring, and then took everything out of it.
There were quite a few treasures such as martial arts, exercises, king grade, and emperor grade...
However, the man in the black robe disdainfully said, "That's it?"
When he heard this, Ye Bei almost cried.
Damn it, damn it, this is all his net worth!
But in order to survive, he still asked with a smile, "Senior, what else do you want?"
"Forget about those emperor-grade and ancestral-grade trash, what about those rare treasures like spiritual treasures? You have to get at least eight hundred pieces, right?" said the man in the black robe coldly.
"Eight hundred spiritual treasures?"
Ye Bei's eyes suddenly glared.
He almost fainted.
Spiritual treasures are not artificially crafted treasures, but are innate. There is no clear grade classification. Perhaps some of them cannot bring direct benefits to combat, but such innate spiritual treasures have innate superior effects that crafted treasures cannot possess, just like Qingshan Gate's town treasure Flame Bead.
Therefore, such treasures, let alone eight hundred pieces, even one piece is not easy to obtain.
"What's wrong, unwilling?" The man in the black robe asked coldly.
"Willing, willing." Ye Bei explained bitterly, "But I can only do my best to get as many as I can."
"Makes sense, a waste like you can't get so many anyway. Since there are not so many spiritual treasures, then compensate with something else!" said the man in the black robe heavily.
After speaking, he fell into contemplation.
After all.
What should he let him compensate?
"Bro, bro! Chicks, chicks!"
Just as the man in black couldn't make up his mind, Erqing next to him uttered an urgent voice.
When he heard this, the man in the black robe looked at Erqing appreciatively, his spirit lifted, slapped his thigh and pointed at Ye Bei and shouted, "That's right, chicks, and more chicks. You don't have so many spiritual treasures, it doesn't matter. For every piece you lack, give me that many more chicks!"
"Chicks?"
When he heard this, Ye Bei was overjoyed.
Eight hundred spiritual treasures were impossible even if he died, but getting eight hundred chicks was easy!
"Yes, yes, senior, I will definitely find enough chicks for you!"
Ye Bei said quickly.
"Well, deliver them to the martial arts hall within seven days!" the man in the black robe waved his hand and said, "Get lost!"
"Yes, yes!"
Ye Bei immediately showed a relieved expression, endured the pain in his legs, flew into the sky and fled.
Next, the man in the black robe turned his eyes to Lu Qingshan and others, and shouted in a deep voice, "You get lost too, but don't come to the martial arts hall empty-handed next time."
"Yes, yes, yes, senior."
Lu Qingshan and the others, under the pressure of the man in black, hurriedly nodded, then respectfully took their leave.
Not far away at the edge of the sky, a ray of light flashed by quickly.
"Damn Lu Qingshan, I, Lu DaSheng, the number one alchemist in South Sha, was left hanging in Qingshan Gate. This is unbearable!"
"If I didn't still need you to take me to find the Flame Bead, I would have demolished your Qingshan Gate."
"But before that, I should leave the city first to look for other medicinal materials!"
Lu DaSheng flew faster and faster in the sky.
Just then, his speed suddenly dropped as he looked at the distant horizon.
"There are fluctuations left by several auras over there."
"These auras seem very powerful!"
"Let me go check it out first."
With that said, his figure moved and flew towards the direction where the aura fluctuations were.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!