The elder came over and smiled happily. He didn't know what was happening here.
Ye Fan stood up and nodded to the elder as a response.
"Through the appraisal of many elders, it is a genuine holy weapon, and its power is extremely powerful. Thank you again!"
"this is necessary!"
Following Ye Fan's response, Song Yu stood there in a daze, the expression on his face already extremely stiff.
Just now he swore that Ye Fan did not have a holy weapon, but now, the elders of Shuiyue Holy Land have proven all this. What should he do?
The surrounding monks also looked at Song Yushu with great interest, and even many core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land looked at him, waiting to see the joke.
It seemed that the shock brought by the holy weapon had disappeared. They all wanted to see how Song Yushu, who was ranked thirty-sixth on the list of geniuses, would deal with the situation in front of them.
"I didn't expect that Ye Fan really sent the holy weapon. And it was unanimously approved by the elders. Now Song Yushu has nothing to say."
"But, he vowed to tell the bet before, what should he do now? Is he really going to kowtow?"
"Hahaha, this is a wonderful sight. I used to watch the core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land bully others. Who would have thought that someone could bully the core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, and above the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference? It's really interesting.
Already."
"This is a rare opportunity in a thousand years!"
Everyone's eyes were all on Song Yushu.
Song Yushu looked at the elder and ran over quickly.
"Elder, what's going on? Does this kid really have a sacred weapon?"
He was eager to know the truth of the matter, and he hoped that what he heard was false news, or that there was another secret.
The elder looked at Song Yushu with strange eyes, because he didn't understand why this disciple was so concerned about this sacred weapon. Did he have any intention? That would definitely not work.
"You should be on the list of geniuses, right?" the elder asked.
"Yes. Elder, I am Song Yushu, the thirty-sixth one on the list of geniuses!"
"Song Yushu, well, what do you want to ask?"
"I want to ask if Ye Fan really donated the sacred weapon!"
"Ha, wasn't what I said clear enough before? He did donate the sacred weapon and helped Princess Qingwu win the number one position in the sky. Therefore, he is qualified to sit here with Princess Qingwu.
This is an invitation from Her Royal Highness the Princess, and it is inconvenient for us to interfere."
After speaking, the elder turned and looked at everyone.
"The thing is like this, there are many twists and turns..."
The elder told everything about what happened between the Yunxiao Dynasty and the Panwu Dynasty at that time, as well as the incident of Ye Fan presenting the Fortune Cauldron. Now everyone understands the details of the situation at that time.
"So that's how it is. I really didn't expect it. A sacred weapon, such a precious treasure, seems to be a hero who has a hard time being a beauty!"
"Yes. This Princess Qingwu is so beautiful. If I can win her heart, I will give it to her if I have the holy weapon, hahaha!"
"What a pity, you don't have a sacred weapon, and you can't win the heart of Her Highness the Princess!"
…
The monks around him began to joke. After all, in this indifferent world of immortality, so what if Song Yushu was a core disciple? When he was not in power, there were still countless people waiting to see the joke.
Especially the core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land, many of them are also jealous of Song Yushu's position.
The thirty-sixth place on the list of geniuses may not seem to be very high, but they are definitely among the best.
"That's what it is. Everyone understands, right?"
As the elder finished speaking, everyone nodded and looked at Mark with admiration.
Song Yushu was completely dumbfounded. He had held on to a glimmer of hope that this elder could clarify the facts. Give him a chance.
However, that was not the case at all. He completely lost the bet to Ye Fan.
"You really shot yourself in the foot, hahaha!"
"Yes, Song Yushu wanted to deal with Ye Fan, who underestimated his enemy. It's a pity that Ye Fan didn't do anything. He did fall into his own trap."
"This Song Yushu is so narrow-minded. He wants to frame Ye Fan. What a pity, the way of heaven is clear!"
After knowing that Ye Fan was really capable of dedicating the sacred weapon, everyone's views on him obviously changed, and many people even began to damage Song Yushu.
After all, the background of a person who can offer a sacred weapon must not be simple.
Even some of the core disciples who had targeted Ye Fan before had their attitudes changed drastically.
At this time, Song Yushu gritted his teeth and returned to the center of the field.
He looked at Ye Fan coldly. He wanted to test whether he could escape this sanction by relying on his status in the Water Moon Holy Land.
However, he knew very well in his heart that there was still hope for others, but the object of the bet was actually Mark, which made it difficult.
Everyone knows that Ye Fan is no ordinary person.
"Ye Fan, the previous bet cannot be counted!"
Finally, for the sake of his own face, Song Yushu had no choice but to break the contract.
However, how could Ye Fan let him have his wish?
He has targeted himself many times, and this time it is time for him to reap the consequences.
"Hmph. Song Yushu, do you want to escape punishment for the bet you told me about? What a pity, I won't agree!"
Ye Fan stood up and snorted coldly, "You don't give Song Yushu any chance to make excuses."
Everyone looked at Song Yushu coldly, standing in the center of the venue. No one sympathized with him, they were all waiting to see the joke.
"you!"
Song Yushu felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Why was he so crazy? How could he say such a ridiculous bet?
He was in despair.
After all, the previous bet was made in front of everyone. If he was unwilling to admit defeat, even if he escaped, he would not be able to survive in the Water Moon Holy Land in the future.
Therefore, you must jump into this pit today.
"Song Yushu, immediately implement your previous promise!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and Song Yushu almost fell to the ground. The momentum was too strong.
The people around were also shocked. They didn't expect that a monk who had reached the second level of Tribulation Realm could be so imposing.
For his own wisdom and credibility, Song Yushu had to kneel down and kowtow.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Song Yushu knelt on the ground and kowtowed directly to Ye Fan three times.
"Hahaha, that's really interesting."
"The thirty-sixth person on the list of proud geniuses actually kowtows to Ye Fan!"
"What a scene this is, it's incredible!"
Song Yushu completely became the laughing stock of everyone. Even Princess Qingwu shook her head. She didn't expect that Song Yushu would end up in this situation. Why didn't he listen to the advice?
Hearing the ridicule around him, he left angrily, not wanting to attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. Even if he lost the opportunity to listen to the Immortals' sermons, he did not want to continue to be humiliated.