When Ye Fan asked Elder Shang to continuously enlarge the wooden spirit bowl, although the disciples from the outer courtyard who were watching did not say anything, they were full of suspicion in their hearts.
Are you kidding me?
It’s not just boiled water, so where is the need for such a large container?
However, in just a few seconds, the Pure Spiritual Spring fell from the sky like a downpour, filling the huge wooden spirit bowl.
This shocking scene had a strong visual impact on everyone present.
The disciples in the outer courtyard were all stunned and dumbfounded, with expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.
"Hey... pinch me, isn't this an illusion?"
"Oh my god! How is this possible with so many impure spiritual springs?"
"What an amazing fortune this is!"
Everyone looked at the Wugou Lingquan as if they were looking at a mountain of gold and silver.
Just a small cup of the Pure Spiritual Spring is worth three to four hundred Black Black Stones, and how many Black Black Stones can be exchanged for such a large capacity?
Hundreds of thousands, or millions?
Of course, no one would be stupid enough to exchange for a black black stone for a treasure of this level.
In most cases, they are used to exchange for treasures of the same level, such as heaven-level spiritual weapons, heaven-level magical powers, or various kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
But no matter what, just based on this massive amount of impure spiritual springs, Ye Fan's current worth is even much higher than that of Elder Shang.
Many aristocratic families that have been passed down for thousands of years may not be as good as him.
Suddenly, Ye Fan turned his head to look at Mr. Lianhua, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlined a joking smile, and said: "How about it? These impure spiritual springs can still be seen by you, right?"
A few words, like an invisible slap, slapped hard on the face of Young Master Lianhua.
The silent slap is the most painful!
Young Master Lianhua seemed to be greatly humiliated. The veins on his forehead stood up and his body was trembling, but he could not even utter a single word.
No matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that his Clouded Leopard Beast Core was worthless compared to this massive amount of impure spiritual springs.
In addition to unwillingness and anger, Lianhua Gongzi was more upset.
If he had been smarter and returned to the valley, he would be the one who has gained huge wealth now.
It's a pity... there are not so many ifs in this world!
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan coughed lightly, then looked at Elder Shang and said, "If it weren't for this trial, I wouldn't have been able to get so many Pure Spirit Springs! Therefore, I decided to hand over half of the Pure Spirit Springs to
Sect!"
…
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge stone smashing into the calm water, causing thousands of waves and causing an uproar in the venue.
"Seriously?"
Elder Shang looked straight at Ye Fan, his eyes burning and ecstatic.
"Of course it's true!" Ye Fan nodded.
It's not that Ye Fan is very generous.
The reason why he was willing to hand over half of the Wumu Spiritual Fountain actually had his own plan.
A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!
The higher the level of a monk, the easier it is for inner demons to breed, and the greater the demand for the Innocent Spirit Spring.
In front of the public, Ye Fan revealed that he owned so many impure spiritual springs, just like a three-year-old child carrying gold through the market, showing off incomparably.
If this news spreads, it will bring disaster to yourself.
Although Ye Fan is very powerful, there are so many powerful people in the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and they are a mixed bag.
If an elder in the Tribulation Stage wants it, how dare he deny it?
Because of this, Ye Fan simply took the initiative to hand over half of it to the sect. Although it was painful, it was equivalent to giving himself a talisman.
Be soft on others!
Yunhai Xianmen received such a huge benefit, so naturally they would not treat him badly.
In the long run, this "transaction" not only makes no loss, but also makes a lot of money!
At least in the eyes of the higher-ups, Ye Fan has made great contributions to the sect, and his future development will naturally be different from other disciples.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Elder Shang said hello repeatedly and said excitedly: "It's not easy for you to have such a heart! I will personally report this matter to the sect leader to show your merit!"
"That's right!" Ye Fan suddenly said: "Elder Shang, there is one more thing that I need you to bear witness to!"
"Oh? What happened?"
"Before, my friend had a bet with Mr. Lianhua! As long as I come back alive and have better results than him, he will cut off his own head and play it as a ball for me! Now I have done it, but he seems to
If you want to cheat, please ask Elder Shang to make the decision!" Ye Fanshu said.
After hearing these words, Elder Shang turned to look at Young Master Lianhua, his eyes were like lightning, and he said sternly:
"Lianhua, is this happening?"
Although his voice was silent, it contained overwhelming pressure, as if a huge mountain was pressing on his chest.
Young Master Lianhua suddenly turned pale and broke into a cold sweat. He quickly shook his head and defended: "Elder, I... I was just joking. How can such a thing be taken seriously?"
"Humph!" Ye Fan sneered: "That's not what you said before, and all the fellow disciples and brothers in the room can testify for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, many disciples from the outer courtyard around him responded one after another.
"That's right!"
"What kind of man is he if his words don't mean his words?"
"Senior Brother Lianhua, don't let me look down on you!"
Hearing these discussions, Elder Shang's expression became increasingly gloomy.
You know, Master Lianhua is the second-ranked master in the outer court. He specializes in spiritual consciousness and is very talented. There is even an elder in the inner court who is very interested in him.
If he can pass the next assessment and enter the inner court, he may be directly accepted by the elder of the inner court and become a true disciple.
If there were other circumstances, Elder Shang would definitely protect the handsome young man.
However, it is completely different if the person speaking is Ye Fan.
Just now, Ye Fan generously handed over half of the Wumu Spiritual Spring to the sect. This is a huge achievement!
At this moment, Ye Fan's weight in Elder Shang's heart was obviously much greater than that of pity for Young Master Hua.
What's more... this bet was originally agreed to by Young Master Lian.
Ye Fan did not ask for any favoritism, only fairness.
When he thought of this, Elder Shang looked directly at Mr. Lianhua and said: "Lianhua, I am willing to admit defeat. This is the rule. Please honor your bet!"
After hearing this, Young Master Lianhua could no longer remain calm and let out a high-pitched scream:
"I am the most outstanding genius in the outer courtyard, how can you do this? And the next assessment is not long ago. If my body is damaged, my realm and cultivation will plummet, and it will even affect the results of the next assessment!"
"Later, I will work with several other elders to reshape your body!" Elder Shang said solemnly, his tone extremely tough.
"I don't accept it!" Master Lianhua gritted his teeth and said, "You are favoring Ye Fan. I will go to the inner court to complain to the elders!"
This threat, instead of frightening Elder Shang, actually aroused his anger.
"presumptuous!"
Elder Shang's eyes widened angrily and he shouted: "You bastard, don't think that just because of your good talent, you can be tyrannical in the Yunhai Immortal Sect! I am not afraid of the shadow of my body being distorted, let alone the inner court. Elder, even if you sue the sect master
, I’m not afraid either! Now, either you take the initiative to fulfill your bet, or I personally take your life!!!”
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Shang's clothes moved automatically, and a vast and majestic power erupted from his body, like a giant dragon that was overwhelming the river and attacking Young Master Lianhua.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense and extremely tense.
Although Mr. Lianhua has the second-level realm of God Transformation, he is still not enough in front of the ninth-level God Transformation Elder Shang.
In an instant, he was trembling all over, like a lonely boat in a violent storm, swaying uncertainly and possibly being swallowed up at any time!
He had a strong feeling that if he didn't fulfill his promise, Elder Shang would really take action.
"Elder, I was wrong... I will do it now!"
Young Master Lianhua immediately gave up and summoned a sharp long sword, slowly placing it on his neck.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Ye Fan again, with a look of humiliation and resentment on his face. This was the first time in his life that he had suffered such a big loss.
"Ye Fan, you win today, but this is not over yet, just wait for me!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Young Master Lian Hua endured the unprecedented humiliation, became ruthless, took a sharp sword and stabbed it into his neck.
"Stab it!"
Following a shrill sound, bright red blood splashed out, which was shocking.
"thump!"
A few seconds later, Young Master Lianhua’s head fell to the ground and rolled all the way to Ye Fan’s feet.