In the arena.
Chu Nan’s expression was as calm as ever, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.
After all, the feeling Jiang Ye gave him…
He was truly shameless and utterly devoid of martial virtue.
At this moment, he said with full vigor:
“This is a precious treasure bestowed by my Master. Since it’s a poetry gamble with Divine Son Jiang, I cannot lack sincerity! However, both sides must make a Heavenly Dao oath as a witness, to serve as a constraint and abide by the wager. Otherwise, all Cultivators under Heaven will be shamed. What does Divine Son Jiang think?”
Chu Nan dared to bring out the Qian Ling Plate because he had some confidence.
Over the years, he had accumulated many trump cards.
Even if someone coveted it later, he would have his own way to escape.
Upon hearing this, the surrounding people nodded one after another.
After all, the stakes for both sides were very high. Without a Heavenly Dao oath, they would feel uneasy and it would be hard to put their minds at ease.
The same would be true if it were them.
Especially since Jiang Ye’s background was too great; if he went back on his word, it was feared that no one would dare to stop him.
“Young Master, should we just directly snatch it?”
“Young Master, why don’t you refuse him first? Later, this maidservant will go and snatch this Qian Ling Plate!”
Qing Xuan and Hong Yan’s Divine Sense transmissions came into Jiang Ye’s mind.
His golden eyes were deep.
When the System reported earlier, he had noticed this Qian Ling Plate, and at that time, he was already thinking about how to snatch it.
There were many Emperor Weapons within the Jiang Clan, but they were not common items.
Now, it seemed to be a matter of course.
However… when the Qian Ling Plate appeared before his eyes, a unique and inexpressible ancient Aura surged in Jiang Ye’s perception.
Could it be related to the Heavenly Secret Great Emperor?
He would get his hands on it first.
Jiang Ye pondered for a moment and then spoke:
“A mere small poetry gamble, is it worthy of This Divine Son making a Heavenly Dao oath?”
“With This Divine Son’s status and position, what is there that he doesn’t have?”
“It’s just a mere pseudo-Emperor Weapon, only you treat it as a treasure. In This Divine Son’s eyes, it’s just a gambling prize!”
“If you can’t afford to play, then don’t play. If you’re not gambling, then hurry up and kowtow to me and admit your mistake!”
His tone was lazy, yet it carried a hint of sharpness, and the Aura on his body surged like a tide.
Everyone’s mouths twitched after hearing this.
What kind of talk was that?
Does everyone have to be like you? Even Immortal Qi can be used as a prize for a wager?
Ding! The Protagonist of Destiny Chu Nan is envious, jealous, and hateful, feeling humiliated. His Luck value has decreased by 100 points!
Congratulations, Master, Villain Points +100!
Chu Nan’s face was ashen.
He only felt that the other party was deliberately humiliating him!
Looking at Jiang Ye’s overbearingly rich expression, he wished he could rush up immediately and give him a hard punch!
“Damn Jiang Ye! He is truly heinous, utterly shameless, and his actions have no bottom line whatsoever!”
“If he doesn’t make a Heavenly Dao oath and goes back on his word afterward, I have no way to restrain him!”
“But in a poetry gamble, my chances of winning are very high, no… I can say I will definitely win!”
“If Jiang Ye abides by the wager, I will gain a lot, and my strength can be further improved! If he goes back on his word, I won’t suffer any losses, and instead, he will lose all face and lose credibility with the public. This is definitely a good opportunity to strike a heavy blow against him.”
Chu Nan constantly weighed his options in his heart.
Finally, he made up his mind and immediately said:
“I’ll gamble!”
“However, I would like to invite all the heroes present to bear witness, to ensure the fairness and impartiality of the gamble!”
“Presumably, Divine Son Jiang will not bully others with his power and trample on the justice of the world, right?”
“After all, the justice of the world is seen by everyone present! And kept in their hearts!”
Upon hearing this, a sense of awe also arose in everyone’s hearts.
They all expressed their willingness to bear witness without prior consultation.
But no one dared to speak boastfully.
Many people believed that Jiang Ye would not accept the poetry gamble.
After all, looking at Chu Nan’s confident appearance, he must have prided himself on his extraordinary poetic talent and should have a very high chance of winning.
And Jiang Ye was not a fool; he must know that he was likely not an opponent.
Everyone’s gazes were silent, all converging on Jiang Ye.
As if waiting for the other party’s next move.
At this moment, Jiang Ye’s entire Aura suddenly unfolded, and he took over the topic, saying to everyone:
“Since that’s the case, let’s begin. However, This Divine Son also demands fairness. Since it’s a poetry gamble, the topic must be given on the spot, and the poem must be completed within half an hour! Then, everyone present will evaluate it!”
“How about it?”
After he finished speaking, everyone’s hearts trembled.
Many people felt that this Divine Son Jiang was a bit arrogant and overconfident.
Daring to take on the gamble under such circumstances, if he reneged, it was feared that rumors would spread throughout the entire Myriad Domains of the Heavens by the next day.
Not to mention losing all face, his prestige would surely plummet!
At that time, no one would easily trust Jiang Ye again.
Chu Nan’s face showed even greater joy, and he cupped his hands and asked: “May I ask what topic Divine Son Jiang wishes to use for the poem?”
He was already secretly laughing in his heart.
In his opinion, Jiang Ye did have some cleverness.
Giving the topic on the spot was to prevent him from preparing in advance.
But in the path of poetry…
It relied on talent and inspiration; one could only compose a poem after having read countless books. How could temporary cramming make up for it?
Moreover, Jiang Ye was just a dissolute Young Master with no knowledge in his belly.
For composing a poem on the spot with a given topic…
Chu Nan was already confident and had enough self-assurance to win!
Jiang Ye’s golden eyes narrowed slightly, his expression calm, and he said in a tranquil tone: “How about using our poetry gamble today as the topic?”
Chu Nan’s face immediately showed joy.
At this moment, countless thoughts and inspirations surged in his heart, filling him with a heroic spirit, and he had the intention of composing a poem!
“Alright!”
“Since that’s the case, let’s begin!”
On the Dao Discussion Platform.
Ink, brushes, and an inkstone were quickly prepared. The plain silk was spread out, with golden threads flowing across it, subtly emanating auspicious Qi and a rich, hazy treasure light.
Both parties quickly took their seats.
Below the platform, tens of thousands held their breath, their gazes fixed on the two.
They looked extremely expectant, and many hoped that Jiang Ye would lose, so that they could team up to rob Chu Nan afterward.
The Qian Ling Plate and the Immortal Qi Jade Box were placed on one side of the platform, their bodies radiating surging treasure light and soaring immortal light.
The winner would claim them!
A layer of barrier slowly rose, isolating the platform.
It not only blocked sound but also isolated Divine Sense transmissions.
However, Jiang Ye had already transmitted his orders in advance, sending Qing Xiao and Hong Yan to handle matters.
Incense burned in the censer, and a wisp of green smoke curled upwards.
The poetry composition began!
Chu Nan looked excited, his eyes sparkling.
He picked up the brush and began to conceive the poem in his mind, quickly starting to write.
Jiang Ye wore a calm expression, not moving his brush for a long time.
Chu Nan’s peripheral vision swept over him, and he couldn’t help but sneer repeatedly in his heart.
Divine Son Jiang, I’m afraid it’s hard to clean up this mess now, isn’t it?
Still trying to feign composure?
Soon will be the time for you to lose all face!
Below the platform, the crowd could no longer hold back, and discussions rose and fell.
“Let’s watch the show. I think that Chu Hao is so confident, he will most likely win. We’ll just see if Divine Son Jiang will go back on his word later?”
“He shouldn’t. Although Immortal Qi is incredibly precious, for someone of Jiang Ye’s status, it’s not much.”
“Hmph! No matter what, this Young Miss will vote for His Highness the Divine Son. Looks are justice~”
“Shallow woman!”
A male Cultivator spat disdainfully, his face full of jealousy.
Suddenly.
His nose twitched, and he felt a faint fragrance waft from behind him.
Turning his head, he saw Hong Yan’s graceful figure, her slender waist like a willow, her jade hands holding a brocade pouch, constantly passing by the crowd.
Every time she passed someone, she quietly handed them a piece of divine source jade marrow, imbued with Immortal Qi and radiating spiritual light.
The male Cultivator froze, his eyes showing a burning desire.
Immediately after, he felt a gentle voice enter his mind:
“If His Highness the Divine Son loses, this item will be reclaimed; if he wins, another catty will be given afterward!”
The male Cultivator looked down at the crystal-clear divine source in his hand, immortal light flowing, and spiritual energy abundant.
His heart was instantly filled with wild joy.
