Chapter 699

Chapter 699: Human and Demon Bet

"Hehehe, your people are doomed! Our demon tribe has sent more than five thousand this time, each one has great strength, enough to crush your little group!" sneered a sinister-faced Demon King.

"Haha, that’s really laughable! If numbers could win, then what’s the use of wisdom and strength? If I remember correctly, during the sea demon disaster, even those countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals couldn’t do anything to Fang Lie’s Qingyu Island, right? With such a huge advantage, you couldn’t even handle a mere Qi Sea cultivator. And now you’re bragging again?" scoffed the Sword Ancestor of Penglai.

"Hahaha, that’s right! The demon tribe only knows how to boast!" The human Semi-Immortals all laughed. However, the Sword God, Immortal Lan Shan, and others who were on poor terms with Fang Lie laughed rather awkwardly.

Especially Immortal Lan Shan, who felt uneasy inside. He originally planned to ambush Fang Lie, but ended up relying on Fang Lie to humiliate the Demon Kings, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

In fact, he had no grudge against Fang Lie. Everything was due to the nonsense from East Kunlun, but Kunlun had always been one family, and even though he was implicated, he could not complain, only feeling ashamed in his heart.

At that moment, the Demon Kings were also very angry, but they lacked the face to discuss the matter on Qingyu Island, after all, that incident was too embarrassing.

After being mocked by the human Semi-Immortals, they finally became furious and shouted in embarrassment, "Don’t think Fang Lie is so great! I guarantee he won’t come out alive this time!"

"Is that so?" Hearing this, Abbot Mountain Man’s eyes brightened, and he immediately smiled and said, "How about a bet? If Fang Lie dies inside, I will give you this prize!"

As he spoke, he pulled out an exquisite jade pot, intricately carved, exuding an ancient aura.

Everyone present had sharp eyes; as soon as this treasure appeared, they recognized it.

"Eighth-Rank High-Grade treasure, Ice Heart Jade Pot!" exclaimed one of the Demon Kings in shock. "Is this your precious item? Are you really willing to part with it?"

The Ice Heart Jade Pot was an ancient treasure that Abbot Mountain Man had obtained during his youth in a secret realm. It was said to hold an immortal ice heart inside, which when activated, released terrifying cold air that even Thunder Tribulation Immortal found hard to resist.

Abbot Mountain Man once relied on this treasure to dominate for a time; the most famous incident was when he froze two Ninth-Rank Demon Kings into ice blocks and captured them alive.

Reaching Ninth Rank, not only did it possess astonishing destructive power, but it also had a formidable survival ability, making it extremely difficult to kill, much less capture alive.

Even a Semi-Immortal facing a Ninth-Rank Great Demon had less than a thirty percent chance of killing it, and capturing one alive was even more challenging.

However, Abbot Mountain Man managed to capture the two Demon Kings alive thanks to the Ice Heart Jade Pot. This was remarkable! Since then, the Ice Heart Jade Pot had become synonymous with Abbot Mountain Man.

Until he took over the position of Clan Leader at Abbot Mountain and acquired the sect’s inheritance of the Ninth-Rank treasure, this item had taken a backseat, yet it remained one of Abbot Mountain Man’s most valued treasures.

Such a treasure is typically cherished, passed to the family after ascension or mishap for permanent inheritance. But this time, he surprisingly used it for a bet, shocking everyone present.

Not only were the demon tribe astonished, but even the human Semi-Immortals were stunned.

However, the crafty old humans soon reacted. Just how powerful is Fang Lie’s undying nature? The demon tribe might not know much, having only heard rumors, after all, they were from different worlds with limited information flow.

But these human Semi-Immortals knew all too well! During the last Zhu Xian incident, Fang Lie faced two Ninth-Rank treasures and three Semi-Immortals and came out unscathed. This time, the Ximen family faced three Semi-Immortals with no solution; could someone like him die in the Dragon Palace?

It’s not that there wasn’t a possibility, but the odds were clearly low. As long as Fang Lie didn’t foolishly rush into the ancient immortal restrictions, he likely wouldn’t face any serious issues. Especially since he had three hundred clones to help with perilous situations. Under these circumstances, not just Abbot Mountain Man, even the other Semi-Immortals were optimistic about him.

Without waiting for everyone to respond, the Sword Ancestor of Penglai also took out a top-grade Eighth-Rank Flying Sword, smiling, "I also bet Fang Lie will come out alive. The stake doesn’t need to be too big; this broken sword will do!"

The demon tribe nearly exploded with anger. Was that just a broken sword? It was the Eighth-Rank top-grade Stunning Dragon Sword, a powerful treasure capable of cutting the sun and moon with a single strike!

Next, the three Demonic Path Semi-Immortals also refused to back down and pulled out Eighth-Rank treasures for the bet, but they seemed to lack faith in Fang Lie, only producing mid-grade or low-grade items.

In contrast, the three righteous Semi-Immortals didn’t move at all, not even the two old ancestors of the Ximen family, who wore serious expressions and remained silent.

People began to feel puzzled, but quickly realized that the Sword God, Tianlong Zen Master, and the Ximen family didn’t want to get involved because they had deep grudges against Fang Lie. They might be hesitant to take advantage of him.

Since they didn’t want to, the Sword Ancestor and the others didn’t press the issue, simply continuing to provoke and mock the demons.

"I say, aren’t you demon tribe full of confidence? Why do you back down now that the moment has come?"

"Exactly! As Demon Kings, you should take some responsibility! We’re putting our stakes out; don’t tell us you’re scared? That would really make us look down on you!"

"You are the Demon Kings commanding trillions of demons; can you really not afford a small bet? Back then, the Sea Tribe, under the leadership of the Dragon Clan, was the wealthiest under heaven. Now, without the Dragon Clan, it’s just you, and you’ve become the poorest? You truly have no right to inherit the Dragon Clan’s Dao lineage!"

The numerous sea demon kings were bullied by the human Semi-Immortals, and even though they knew there could be some trickery involved, for the sake of face, they had no choice but to agree, shouting they would make the human Semi-Immortals regret for life.

Then they each returned, leaving behind thousands of special divine symbols made of patterns in the open sky.

Each symbol contained the breath of a cultivator, ensuring that every cultivator entering the Dragon Palace, regardless of whether they were human or demon, had a corresponding symbol here.

These symbols could display the owner’s status; if their strength improved, they would shine brightly; if they were severely injured, they would dim; if they were killed, they would explode, allowing those outside to know what happened.

After the ten human Semi-Immortals took their places on the righteous sect’s warship, the Sword God, Immortal Lan Shan, Tianlong Zen Master, and the two old ancestors of the Ximen family gathered in one room, all five Semi-Immortals wore bright expressions but were at a loss for words.

After a while, Immortal Lan Shan finally couldn’t hold it in anymore, sighed deeply, and spoke, "Sigh, I didn’t expect other Dao friends would stake so many treasures betting on Fang Lie’s survival against the demons."

"The evil ones deserve to lose if they do. Don’t worry about it!" the Sword God said lightly.

"But Penglai and Abbot Mountain are not evil; they actually have a decent relationship with us!" Immortal Lan Shan frowned and said, "What if they find out we are secretly plotting against Fang Lie, causing them to lose their stake? They surely wouldn’t let it go easily!"

"This…" Hearing this, the Sword God felt a headache coming on.

The Overseas Three Immortal Mountains alone couldn’t threaten Kunlun, but if the three Immortal Mountains teamed up, the East and West Kunlun would have to join together just to barely resist.

But the current world was one where demons were rising, and righteousness was declining; there were ten great Demonic Sects opposed by only eight righteous sects. This was already a disadvantage; if the terrifying power of the Overseas Three Immortal Mountains joined in, it would be too dangerous.

Not just the Sword God, even Tianlong Zen Master looked helpless. He couldn’t help but smile wryly, "Amitābha, this truly is an unexpected disaster. We clearly want to deal with Fang Lie, yet inadvertently scheme against the Three Immortal Mountains as well!"

"What’s there to fear?" the Blue Ancestor of the Ximen family chuckled coldly. "If the Overseas Three Immortal Mountains dare to confront the righteous sects, we great family clans will dare to help you against the Demonic Path. Everyone is equally matched, and no one can do anything to anyone!"

No one took his words seriously. The Ximen family did not have a good reputation, often seizing and oppressing the weak and offending many neutral family clans. Therefore, they could only represent themselves and could not claim to speak for other neutral family’s attitudes.

On the contrary, the Overseas Three Immortal Mountains had always been friendly, occasionally providing help to other neutral family clans, both in reputation and power, subtly establishing themselves as the leading neutral force.

So if something went wrong, it was bound to be a big deal, and the Ximen family couldn’t be relied upon.

Thinking of this, the Sword God could only helplessly say, "If they don’t notice, that’s fine. If they find out the hidden tricks, we’ll just admit our wrong and compensate!"

"We can afford to compensate for two Eighth-Rank High-Grade treasures," Immortal Lan Shan said with a bitter smile. "But what if the Demonic Path doesn’t let it go? What then?"

"Who cares? Let them be!" the Sword God sneered.

"But this time is different!" Immortal Lan Shan said with a bitter smile. "This time we agreed in advance that the righteous and evil will join forces to combat the demon tribe, yet we secretly plot against our own, Fang Lie. This really is difficult to explain!"

"Hmph!" Tianlong Zen Master chuckled coldly. "The Dragon Palace is a special secret realm, and according to the old rules, it is a Path Contest; during this period, anything, no matter how wrong, is allowed! I doubt anyone can publicly accuse us of wrongdoing!"

"Fang Lie’s case can be talked about, but the key lies with the three Demonic Path sects. After all, they are outside the Dragon Palace; our secret actions caused them significant losses, and we didn’t remind them, just watching them fall into the trap. That clearly goes against the agreement of the righteous and evil joining forces." Immortal Lan Shan frowned and said, "Do you think the Demonic Path sects will just accept this silent loss?"