Chapter 389.3 (2/2)

Ordinary revered elders who managed to gather a single bottle in the Blood Dragon Pool were already considered outstanding. Moreover, even Half-Step Void Refinement Realm experts who enter the Blood Dragon Pool might not be able to gather ten bottles.

Isn’t the requirement of passing the test a little too demanding?

Even Yu Chong’er who did not get along well with Ning Fan felt that it was unfair.

The Blood Dragon Pool would only last for a month once it is opened. Other than Void Refinement Realm old monsters, who else would be able to gather as many as ten bottles of dragon blood within one month?

No one among them thought that Ning Fan would be able to complete his test. However, if one says that Yun Tianjue was deliberately making things difficult for Ning Fan, it didn’t look like it.

Since Yun Tianjue had already blasted a Void Fragmentation Realm expert away in order to save Ning Fan, would he make it difficult for him?

“Ten bottles… He can’t do it.” Elder Chu shook his head. He regarded Ning Fan as a rather special cultivator because of his stubbornness but he did not think the latter had the capabilities of gathering ten bottles of dragon blood.

A single blood contained one hundred drops of dragon blood. One would need to kill ten Divine Transformation Realm blood beasts in order to gather that much blood.

In other words, one would need to kill one hundred Divine Transformation Realm blood beasts within a single month in order to collect ten bottles of dragon blood. To a Peak Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, it was clearly an impossible task.

“You want to take a bet?” Yun Tianjue initiated a bet with others for the first time.

Elder Chu was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t it the Third Prince, Yun Bushu, who always likes to bet? Since when did the Eldest Prince learn to make a bet?

“I will bet for him to gather fifty bottles of dragon blood.” Yun Tianjue uttered an astonishing remark once again.

“Fifty bottles?! Eldest Prince, you must be joking with me…”

“I will bet my sword while you will bet your Void Spiritual Flame.” As soon as Yun Tianjue finished speaking, he untied his massive sword and stabbed it into the ground.

The meaning of his actions was obvious.

If Ning Fan fails to gather fifty bottles of dragon blood, the massive sword would belong to Chu Chang’an.

If Ning Fan succeeds, Chu Chang’an’s Void Spiritual Flame would belong to Yun Tianjue.

“Fine. I’ll take this bet!”

Chu Chang’an’s eyes flashed with excitement. He knew that the massive sword was an inheritance from the Sword Devil. Not only did it contain the Dao of Swords of the Sword Devil but it also contained Yun Tianjue’s Dao of Swords.

It was a gamble where he could use a Sixth Grade Void Flame to bet for an inheritance of the Sword Devil. In addition to that, it was a bet that he has a high chance of winning. Even though Chu Chang’an was not a person who was fond of gambling, he was willing to take a bet for it.

Well, it was basically an absolute gain without needing to lose anything, wasn’t it?

“…” Ning Fan’s eyes paused at Yun Tianjue. He felt that the latter was getting more difficult to understand.

This man seemed to be very confident that Ning Fan would be able to gather fifty bottles of dragon blood.

In other words, he actually believed that Ning Fan could kill five hundred Divine Transformation Realm blood beasts or more within one month.

Yun Tianjue had even staked his massive sword for this bet. All of a sudden, Ning Fan was under a tremendous amount of pressure.

If I don’t manage to gather fifty bottles of dragon blood, I wonder whether or not he will seek revenge on me or vent out his anger on me.

Apparently, I must show all of my strength and capabilities during this trip to the Blood Dragon Pool. Otherwise, I don’t have any assurance of gathering fifty bottles of dragon blood.

“The Blood Dragon Pool is now opened! Zhou Ming, my young friend, this old man is looking forward to seeing how many bottles of dragon blood you can collect.”

Chu Chang’an gave him a crooked smile and lifted the restrictive barrier of the Blood Dragon Pool. Each of the Divine Transformation Realm cultivators immediately turned into multiple rays of light and dived into the pool.

Chu Chang’an believed that he would not lose the bet.

Who is able to collect fifty bottles of dragon blood within one month…?

He placed all of his attention on Ning Fan and he was not even concerned about Yun Jinghong who had left with grievous injuries.

He just wanted to find out why Yun Tianjue, who usually considered everyone and everything beneath his eyes, would be so confident in a junior cultivator like him.

He also wanted to know who Ning Fan was to Yun Tianjue since he could make the latter who was so attached to his sword stake it in a bet.

If it wasn’t because he could not sense any bloodline on Ning Fan that was related to the Rain Palace, he nearly wanted to assume he was Yun Tianjue’s son.