Eons Venerable Lord

C458 Ticket(2)



C458 Ticket(2)

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Cangyue frowned. He had never thought that Ling Feng would propose such a condition. The Dragon Phoenix Fruit was something that everyone dreamt of. If it really existed in the outside world, perhaps the entire Fallen Flame Continent would be in an uproar.    

    

"You have a big appetite!" Cangyue's eyes turned cold.    

    

"I never thought you would agree!"    

    

Ling Feng smiled faintly as if he had already expected it. Then his eyes focused. "Let's begin! Even if there is no prize, there is no harm in competing!"    

    

The two of them lifted their heads at the same time. They looked at the General Confering Monument, which was very close to them. It was the hundredth step. Both of them revealed a solemn expression.    

    

Only those who had truly reached the ninety-ninth step could understand just how great the pressure it gave them was. It was practically several times greater.    

    

If they were to talk and chat here, it would be better to use this opportunity to buy some time and allow themselves to recover to their peak condition.    

    

The 99th and 100th steps were no longer 10 feet tall, but 100 feet tall. In addition to the immense pressure here, it was almost impossible for them to leap up.    

    

Immediately, they saw the two of them leap up at the same time. Immediately, an enormous force pressed down on their heads. The speed at which the two of them rose plummeted. Helplessly, the two of them pressed against the wall. They stuck close to the wall and only recovered after a long while.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

Ling Feng took a deep breath and looked down. Just now, the two of them had only jumped up a few feet. It seemed that they could only slowly climb up.    

    

Sensing the strength that was transmitted from above his head, Ling Feng's forehead could not help but sweat slightly.    

    

Cangyue wasn't any better than him. Although he was a bit taller than him, he was only a foot away. Looking at the solemn expression on Cangyue's face, it wasn't any easier than Ling Feng's.    

    

"Who do you think will be the first to reach the top?"    

    

Bei Xiaotian looked at Zhuge Jinxiu with a smile and asked.    

    

"Ling Feng, of course!" Zhuge Jinxiu said without hesitation.    

    

"So confident?" Bei Xiaotian said meaningfully.    

    

"Of course!" Zhuge Jinxiu said.    

    

"If that's the case, how about we make the next bet?" Bei Xiaotian said.    

    

Zhuge Jinxiu narrowed his eyes. "Alright. If you lose, you will have to bring a pot of wine that you have collected for over a hundred years!"    

    

When Bei Xiaotian heard this, he immediately had a pained expression, "You are really not polite. A jar of ten-thousand-year-old fruit wine, to think that you would say it out loud!"    

    

"Hehe, that is only natural. Since it is the prize and the most powerful competition among the younger generation, a jar of Myriad Fruit Wine is nothing." Zhuge Jinxiu chuckled and said.    

    

Bei Xiaotian puckered his lips, "Do you know that a jar of Myriad Fruit Wine is enough to allow a person to advance to the Martial Emperor realm? Even I only have two jars!"    

    

"Tsk, who are you lying to? There are obviously two and a half jars!" Zhuge Jinxiu said.    

    

... ""    

    

Bei Xiaotian had an impulse to beat someone up," You also know this? "    

    

"Don't forget what my original form is. This is a good thing, how can it be compared to me!" As Zhuge Jinxiu spoke, he even deliberately sniffed, as if he had already smelled the fragrance of the Ten Thousand Fruit Wine.    

    

Bei Xiaotian was instantly speechless. It was true. With Zhuge Jinxiu's nose that was even sharper than a dog's, how could he not know how much wine he had?    

    

"Alright! Since you want it, I'll give it to you! But what are you betting on for me?" Although Bei Xiaotian felt pain in his heart, since he took out the Ten Thousand Fruit Wine, as Peerless Demon Emperor's Zhuge Jinxiu, how could he not take out something decent.    

    

"A Ten Thousand Year Blood Exquisite!" Zhuge Jinxiu said without thinking.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Bei Xiaotian gasped. A ten-thousand-year-old Linglong Blood. This Zhuge Jinxiu really dared. A ten-thousand-year-old Linglong Blood was enough to exceed the value of a jar of Ten Thousand Fruit Wine.    

    

Linglong Blood had the ability to strengthen the body. To cultivators, this was... One should know that humans didn't have as long a lifespan as demon beasts. Most of it was because of the aging of the body, if it could strengthen the body... However, it could increase one's lifespan.    

    

The cultivation of humans was to alter one's destiny. For example, a Martial Monarch could live for a thousand years. As one's strength increased, one's lifespan would also increase. However, even Peak of Martial Emperor experts like Bei Xiaotian could only live up to one thousand five hundred years old at most.    

    

Although he looked like a middle-aged man, he was actually already over 1,000 years old, and was not far away from the end of his life.    

    

Everyone thought that he was only a Late Period of Martial Emperor, but he was actually a Peak of Martial Emperor a long time ago.    

    

Therefore, he naturally understood the value of a ten-thousand-year-old Linglong Blood Plant.    

    

"Alright, I'll bet today!" Bei Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said.    

    

"Then you better prepare the Ten Thousand Fruit Wine!" Zhuge Jinxiu said confidently.    

    

"You also need to prepare the Ten Thousand Year Blood Exquisite!" Bei Xiaotian said.    

    

At this time, Ling Feng and Cangyue also climbed up with difficulty. Every step they took was extremely difficult. Their clothes had long been drenched in sweat, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted.    

    

Going from the 99th level to the 100th level was naturally very difficult, but to make the two of them perform so hard was not the case.    

    

The most important thing was that the two of them were competing in speed. If they didn't compete in speed, it would only be a matter of time before they reached the top. Instead, it would be easier for them to do so.    

    

Yuwen Ji looked at the two of them with an ugly expression, "Ling Feng, I don't believe that you can beat that abnormal monster!"    

    

Even if it was Yuwen Ji, he had to admit that there was a huge difference between him and Cangyue. Although Ling Feng had defeated him, it wasn't enough to make him respect him. Only Cangyue could make him feel powerless...    

    


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