Chapter 1485: You Can Still Repen (1/2)

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What should he take out as a stake? Huang Xiaolong’s brows creased as he weighed his options.

He had more than a few good things, but some of them couldn’t be exposed—the chaos Golden Dragon Lightning Pool for instance, or the Netherworld King’s Jade, or the upper half of the Blood Eye Devil Stele. It would be endless troubles if any one of these items were taken out in the broad daylight.

But he didn’t have that many top grade-nine spirit stones on him at that moment either.

He could take out some Blue Spectre Springwater, but even though the Blue Spectre Springwater was quite precious, it was worth as much as that low-grade chaos spiritual vein.

Zhao Lei’s eyes glimmered while pondering about what he could wager on Huang Xiaolong’s behalf; he sighed and made a decision. Just as he was about to take out several chaos grade treasures, he saw a bright light flicker over Huang Xiaolong’s body and a cloak appeared hanging down from his shoulders.

The moment the cloak appeared, startling devil qi swept out in all four directions of the great hall, alarming everyone attending the ceremony.

All eyes were fixed on Huang Xiaolong’s cloak. The surface of the cloak was densely filled with the Devil World’s symbols, and right at the center of the cloak was the picture of a giant swinging an axe. The giant’s scarlet eyes and the overwhelming devil qi gave the guests a chill down to their bones.

“This, this is—?!” Fang Gan stammered.

”The, the Yellow Springs Magic Robe! It's the Yellow Springs Magic Robe, the Yellow Springs Archdevil's battle robe!” Azure Dragon Emperor Chen Jianwei shrieked as he jumped up from his seat.

Yellow Springs Magic Robe!

The whole hall was in a buzz.

All of them were beyond surprised as they stared at the cloak hanging from Huang Xiaolong’s shoulders. Gradually, the look in their eyes turned feverish with greed and desire. Wang Yongsen was no exception to this.

Wang Yongsen laughed heartily, carrying a sense of madness. A while later, he shouted with ecstasy, ”It's actually the Yellow Springs Magic Robe, good, good, my luck is simply too good!”

The way he spoke, it sounded like the Yellow Springs Magic Robe was already his!

“Kiddo, your luck is so good ah, you’ve actually gotten the Yellow Springs Magic Robe.” Fiend God Emperor Palace’s Wang Yongsen went on before Huang Xiaolong could squeeze in a word, “Fine, if I lose, the three million Fortune Divine Fruits and that low-grade chaos spiritual vein are yours, and if you lose, I want that Yellow Springs Magic Robe!”

As if afraid Huang Xiaolong would repent and back off from his offer, Wang Yongsen decisively added, “I’ll give you three strikes handicap!”

Huang Xiaolong sneered inwardly at Wang Yongsen’s words.

”This Yellow Springs Magic Robe is a top-grade grandmist spiritual artifact, and even though it is slightly damaged, it's value is higher than the combined value of those three million Fortune Divine Fruits and the low-grade chaos spiritual vein, don't you agree?” Huang Xiaolong looked at Wang Yongsen straight in the eye as he stated flatly.

Wang Yongsen blanked but he nodded in agreement after a moment. He smiled and said, “Fine, I’ll add another low-grade chaos spiritual vein!” A soft light glimmered around his hand as he took out another spatial ring. When he opened the spatial ring, billowing spiritual energy rushed out of it. Inside, was another low-grade chaos spiritual vein that was roughly the same size as the first chaos spiritual vein.

Huang Xiaolong shook his head and stated firmly, “I want three low-grade chaos spiritual veins.” He was going to squeeze this Wang Yongsen for all he was worth.

Wang Yongsen frowned but relented, ”Fine.” He took out another low-grade chaos spiritual vein.

Now, there were three low-grade chaos spiritual veins!

Anyways, in Wang Yongsen's mind, Huang Xiaolong was not a match against him at all. He could easily take Huang Xiaolong's life and it wouldn’t even make a slightest difference to add another low-grade chaos spiritual vein.

The present Emperor Palaces' masters saw through Wang Yongsen's intentions. Some couldn't help shaking their heads with pity in secret about the Yellow Springs Magic Robe.

Huang Xiaolong was very satisfied as he looked at the three low-grade chaos spiritual veins and three million Fortune Divine Fruits. Subsequently, he and Wang Yongsen both pledged according to Heavens’ law.

After the oath was made, Huang Xiaolong stepped towards Wang Yongsen with a playful smile, “Three strikes handicap?”